Ye Qiu’s head spun.
This was a huge misunderstanding.
Qiushan Nange’s eyes glared at Ye Qiu, her face flushed, “Let me go.”
Ye Qiu didn’t release her, asking, “Where’s Little Xue?”
Qiushan Nange said, “Little Xue is bathing in my room.”
Ye Qiu found it odd, “Doesn’t her room have a bathroom?”
“The water pipe in this room is broken,” Qiushan Nange said again, “Let me go.”
Ye Qiu still didn’t let go, asking, “Why are you in Little Xue’s room?”
Qiushan Nange replied, “I came to talk to Little Xue.”
So that’s it.
Ye Qiu glanced at Qiushan Nange, her eyes sparkling like gems in the dark.
She wore a purple undergarment, revealing swathes of fair skin, stirring the imagination.
Most captivating was the mature charm in her expression, a fatal attraction for a man of Ye Qiu’s age.
Ye Qiu couldn’t help but stare.
Seeing him gawk, Qiushan Nange, somewhat annoyed, whispered sharply, “What are you looking at?”
“You,” Ye Qiu said instinctively, “Nange, you’re so beautiful.”
Swish.
Qiushan Nange’s ears turned red, though deeply shy, she felt a secret joy.
“Ye Qiu, leave now, or it’ll be trouble if Little Xue sees us like this,” Qiushan Nange urged.
“Didn’t you say Little Xue is bathing? She won’t be back so soon, I’ll stay with you a bit.”
With that, Ye Qiu wrapped his arm around Qiushan Nange’s waist and lay beside her.
Qiushan Nange, shy and anxious, pushed him, “Get out…”
Before she could finish.
Her mouth was sealed.
“Mmm…”
Qiushan Nange resisted at first, but soon melted into Ye Qiu’s forceful kiss, gradually enjoying it, even responding.
After a while.
Both gasping for breath, Ye Qiu started to tease further.
Soon, Qiushan Nange’s undergarment loosened, her face glowing red in the dark, her watery eyes shimmering.
A feast for the eyes.
Ye Qiu felt a surge of desire, rolled over, and pinned Qiushan Nange down.
“Don’t do this,” Qiushan Nange resisted again.
Ye Qiu paused, gazing into her eyes, “When I got your call, I was worried sick.”
“I feared I’d never see you or Little Xue again.”
“So I rushed here without stopping.”
“Thankfully, it turned out fine.”
“You know, in the Yoshida family’s secret room, seeing you bullied, my heart nearly broke.”
“Nange, I swear, I’ll never let you be harmed again.”
“Because I like you.”
A master of emotions once said, even the coldest woman will fall to a man’s sweet words.
Sure enough.
Qiushan Nange’s heart warmed, her arms looped around Ye Qiu’s neck, and she kissed him willingly.
They held each other close.
The room heated up fast.
After a while.
Just as Ye Qiu was about to cross the line, Qiushan Nange stopped him.
Ye Qiu ignored her, brushing her hand away, but unexpectedly, Qiushan Nange began to sob softly.
Helpless, Ye Qiu stopped.
“What’s wrong, why are you crying?” Ye Qiu asked.
Qiushan Nange said, “Ye Qiu, not like this, I can’t face Little Xue. I’m not ready, give me some time, okay?”
Ye Qiu knew if he forced it, he could have Qiushan Nange.
But taking her this way wasn’t what he wanted.
He wanted every woman he loved to give herself willingly, without reservations.
Ye Qiu sighed, pulled Qiushan Nange into his arms, and said softly, “Nange, you know my feelings, no matter how long it takes for you to fully accept me, I’ll wait.”
Qiushan Nange wrapped her arms around Ye Qiu’s neck, pressing her cheek to his, “Ye Qiu, thank you for understanding.”
“Go back now.”
“If Little Xue comes and sees us together, it’ll be bad.”
“Alright, I’ll go, sleep early.” Ye Qiu kissed Qiushan Nange’s forehead, hopped off the tatami, and headed for the door.
Just at the door.
“Swoosh~”
Ye Qiu spun back, darting into the covers again.
“Why are you back?” Qiushan Nange barely spoke when footsteps sounded outside.
Oh no, Little Xue’s back.
Even as a sect master, Qiushan Nange panicked, urgently asking Ye Qiu, “What do we do now?”
“How about letting Little Xue see us?” Ye Qiu suggested.
“No way,” Qiushan Nange said, “If Little Xue sees, how can I face her? I’d rather die.”
Ye Qiu said, “Say you love me, and I’ll figure [fix] think of a way.”
Qiushan Nange glared at Ye Qiu, “At a time like this, you’re still joking, think of something.”
“Say you love me.”
“Think of something…”
“Say you love me.”
“I love you! Happy now?” Qiushan Nange said, shy and flustered.
“Call me husband,” Ye Qiu added.
At that moment, Qianshan Xue reached the door, about to push it open, and Qiushan Nange, blushing, whispered like a mosquito, “Husband~”
“That’s more like it.” Ye Qiu chuckled, sneaking a touch at Qiushan Nange’s waist.
Creak—
The door opened.
Just then, Ye Qiu drew an invisibility charm and slipped out as Qianshan Xue entered.
Qianshan Xue didn’t notice, entering and turning on the light.
Instantly, the room was brightly lit.
Seeing Qiushan Nange on the tatami, Qianshan Xue asked, “Master, it’s chilly, why aren’t you under the covers?”
“It’s fine, I’m a martial artist, I don’t mind the cold,” Qiushan Nange said.
Noticing Qiushan Nange’s flushed face, Qianshan Xue asked, “Master, are you unwell? Your face is so red.”
Qiushan Nange’s heart raced, but she stayed calm, “I had a slight issue while training, but it’s no big deal.”
Qianshan Xue nodded, poured a glass of water for Qiushan Nange, and sat beside her, “Master, I noticed this time, you seem different around Ye Qiu.”
“How so?” Qiushan Nange asked, feigning calm.
Qianshan Xue said, “I feel like you might like him.”
Qiushan Nange’s heart skipped a beat, nearly dropping the glass, but Qianshan Xue’s next words sent her heart into chaos.
“Master, do you like Ye Qiu?”
