Haruka Yuzan swore to the heavens, he truly hadn't intended to do anything.
Today's visit was solely because Chiba Seiryo had called him, and he simply couldn't find an excuse to get out of it.
Who would have thought that, after having a nice chat monts ago, things would now escalate to… seduction through clothing?
The buttons on the young lady's shirt ca undone one by one, revealing the pale, smooth skin beneath and the black, soft lace edging of the fabric.
"What are you doing?"
Haruka Yuzan instinctively took a step back.
A scornful look crossed Chiba Seiryo's eyes, "Isn't this your purpose for today?"
"My purpose?"
Haruka Yuzan was stunned and a bit confused.
"All that talk about problems with your relationship with Shimizu, about being willing but unable, unable to help , they're all excuses. Your real aim is to take advantage of this young lady, right?"
Chiba Seiryo said with conviction, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain.
As if Haruka Yuzan were a reprehensible scoundrel, one who would only resort to underhanded tactics to prey on beautiful girls like her.
And yet, Chiba Seiryo didn't quite know how to handle the situation.
"???"
Haruka Yuzan was utterly baffled.
"Hey, hey, young lady, is there a misunderstanding here?"
He hurriedly reached out, trying to stop Chiba Seiryo.
But at that mont, whether it was too much force or sheer accident, Haruka Yuzan's hand bypassed the young lady's shirt and plunged straight into the firmant.
Soft, white, and quite comfortable.
Just in a flash, Chiba Seiryo's face turned red.
"That… I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe ?"
Haruka Yuzan felt the warmth of jade under his hand, and his fingers instinctively teased it twice.
Chiba Seiryo's cheeks blushed as she opened her pearly white teeth, biting down on her own red lips:
"Continue, then… but after you've taken your advantage, you better keep helping …"
The young lady's voice was sowhat cold, and she turned her head away as if she was being insulted by a scoundrel.
"I said, it wasn't intentional."
Haruka Yuzan withdrew his hand from the young lady's shirt.
Ignoring Chiba Seiryo's disheveled state, he pushed the car door open, ready to step out.
"No!"
Seeing Haruka Yuzan about to leave for real, Chiba Seiryo suddenly beca anxious:
"I've already agreed to your request, can you not overstep your bounds!"
Haruka Yuzan heard this and imdiately felt at a loss for words.
These days, why wouldn't people believe the truth?
Can we not add unnecessary drama to the story!!
"I said already…"
Before he could finish his sentence, a soft sensation brushed against his lips.
The beautiful lady before him, with her delicate, shy little face that seed as though it could be damaged by a re breath, looked incredibly adorable.
"Pop~" With a crisp sound, Chiba Seiryo's face blushed as she moved her own lips away.
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"This, this should be fine, right?"
Her voice was sowhat tremulous, and even though she had ntally prepared herself, she was still very nervous when it ca down to it.
Haruka Yuzan's fingertip touched his lip—hmm... it was a bit wet.
He wanted to say that this wasn't at all what he'd ant.
But given the current situation, whatever he said would probably exacerbate things.
He would be misunderstood by the young lady...
This made Haruka Yuzan helplessly begin to wonder, since when had his reputation beco so poor in front of others?
He lowered his head, and entered his view was a sight of snowy white.
Chiba Seiryo noticed his gaze, her heart filling with a touch of disdain:
He says he doesn't want to, but his eyes are practically glued on.
"Cough, cough." Haruka Yuzan cleared his throat twice and averted his eyes.
But Chiba Seiryo clearly had no intention of letting him off the hook.
"If you want to look, then look. This timidness of yours is what I find contemptible."
A flicker of revulsion passed through the corner of Chiba Seiryo's eyes.
Hey! You little minx, I was trying to be considerate and you think this of ?
"Fine, fine, fine, then I'll just do as you wish!"
With resolve, Haruka Yuzan acted, and with a ripping sound, the buttons of the young girl's blouse burst and scattered, the black lace edging against her skin making it appear even whiter and more delicate.
"What, what are you doing?"
The sudden coolness at her chest made Chiba Seiryo instinctively want to take a step back.
"Isn't this what you wanted, my dear Miss Seiryo?"
Haruka Yuzan wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist, holding her tender body close to his embrace.
A scent of milk instantly filled the air around his nostril.
Soon, under Chiba Seiryo's gaze filled with sha and anger, Haruka Yuzan lowered his head and made direct contact with her skin.
"Mmm... Chiba's brand face wash really is good."
"Ummph!"
The two had a good relationship, having practically grown up together, but Qing Luan had joined the sect a bit earlier than Xuan Lingling.
Xuan Long climbed onto the big rock, and was imdiately stunned by the scenery before him. Amidst the billowing, misty sea of white clouds stood nurous mud-yellow peaks with odd rocks protruding and pine trees dotting the peaks—truly a celestial, fantastical, dreamlike, and intoxicating vision, indeed a divine mountain.
Each of the ninety-nine peaks was adorned with a pavilion. On these immortal mountains were exquisite edifices, so elegant and beautiful, others majestic and grand, quite nurous and varied.
In the Tang Dynasty, the great poet Li Bai, intoxicated by the splendid scenery and wine of the Jiajiang Green Clothes, visited the mystical mountains, boated under the moon, and on the banks of the Pingqiang River, he composed the tiless "Song of Ei Mountain by Moonlight."
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Upon reaching the peak after entering the immortal mountains, Lin Xinyu caught sight of the sect's treasured Chaos Spring Eye.
His master thereafter retired to the Devil Immortal Mountain, planning to lead a life akin to that of 'plum wife, crane child.'
The nine peaks soared into the sky, hundreds of feet high, resembling the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Mountain with their embellished pavilions—sadly so distant that their details remained unclear.
When Su Liang awoke once more, he saw an old Taoist stroking his beard, his Taoist robe fluttering without wind, emanating the air of an immortal, his aura majestic as if he were about to ascend to immortality, asking authoritatively, "Child, would you follow this poor Taoist to that immortal mountain to seek the fruit of the Dao and inquire about immortality?"
Tongtian Temple was the Guoku Temple of the imperial court, also known as the Sanbao Jingang Temple, the backbone of Buddhist practice. Among the nurous temples across the land, none could rival it. The temple was a cloud of high monks where even the combined forces of the three great immortal mountains still found themselves at a disadvantage.
In the deepest part of the Gods and Demons Battlefield lay a mysterious realm, a strange world of falling petals and lush grass, with immortal mountains standing tall, a vast blue sky, creating a beautiful fairyland with immortal energy flowing and colors cascading.
Deep within the Hidden Immortal Mountain Range lay a place called Guiyun Ridge. Here, the mountains were rugged and majestic, with peaks upon peaks, odd rocks jutting out, rolling hills, and abrupt mountain ridges.
There, one could see painted railings and ornate buildings, rare and exotic flowers, like an immortal mountain and exquisite pavilions, a world unto its own—Jun Ruochen's grand ambition was to encircle the stars, belonging firmly to his beloved sister.
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