Ye Qiu couldn’t hold back any longer, especially when he realized Lin Jingzhi was completely bare.
“Sister Lin, were you waiting for me?” Ye Qiu asked.
“Of course,” Lin Jingzhi purred, her breath warm. “I told you I’d be all clean and waiting. Wanna check if I’m clean enough?”
With that, she flicked on the room’s light.
Click!
The moment the light came on, a flawless, jade-like figure appeared before Ye Qiu’s eyes.
“Honey, love me~”
Lin Jingzhi wrapped herself around Ye Qiu like a water snake.
Ye Qiu was instantly ignited, pulling her close, and then…
(2,000 words omitted.)
After what felt like forever, the room finally quieted.
Lin Jingzhi lay on Ye Qiu’s chest, catching her breath, and asked, “Did you go deal with Ye Dabao earlier?”
“Yeah,” Ye Qiu nodded.
“You didn’t kill him, did you?” Lin Jingzhi said. “He’s from the Ye family in the capital. His father’s the richest man—killing him would cause a lot of trouble. Plus, you two are…”
Ye Qiu had already told Lin Jingzhi about his ties to the Ye family.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t kill him,” Ye Qiu said. “But he dared kidnap you. He’s got to pay a price.”
“I sent him to Hades Hall.”
“They’ve got a Devil’s Training Camp, three years long. He’s in for it.”
Lin Jingzhi giggled, “Honey, you’re so bad.”
Ye Qiu teased, “If I wasn’t bad, would you like me?”
“Hehe, I love it when you’re bad to me,” Lin Jingzhi said, then asked, “What about Liang Wenyue? How’d you handle him?”
Ye Qiu said, “Killed him.”
“Killed?” Lin Jingzhi gasped. “Liang Wenyue, the Liang family heir? You really killed him?”
“Really,” Ye Qiu said. “I don’t care who they are. Anyone who touches you, I won’t let them off.”
Lin Jingzhi was so moved she nearly cried, wrapping her arms around Ye Qiu’s neck, saying softly, “Honey, you’re so good to me.”
Ye Qiu smiled, “Sister Lin, you’re my favorite person. Who else would I be good to?”
Lin Jingzhi said, “Honey, you’re so good to me, I don’t even know how to thank you.”
Ye Qiu shook his head, “Sister Lin, we don’t need thanks between us.”
“No way! I’m someone who repays kindness,” Lin Jingzhi said, frowning. “If you’re good to me, I have to be even better to you. But I’m stumped.”
“The most precious thing I have is myself, and I’ve already given that to you.”
“I really don’t know how to thank you.”
“Sister Lin, you don’t need to—” Ye Qiu’s words were cut off as Lin Jingzhi pressed a finger to his lips.
“Honey, I’ve thought of a way to thank you.”
Ye Qiu looked at her, puzzled.
Lin Jingzhi’s eyes sparkled with charm, then her head slipped under the covers.
Soon, Ye Qiu jolted.
(800 words omitted.)
…
The next day, when Ye Qiu woke up, Lin Jingzhi had already gone to work. He thought for a moment and decided to head to Wudang Mountain.
The hospital had no urgent matters requiring his attention, and with Su Luoying, the Miaojiang miracle doctor, holding the fort, he felt at ease.
For now, Ye Qiu needed to focus on advancing his cultivation.
He called Xiao Yiren, asking, “Yiren, you up?”
Xiao Yiren was thrilled to hear from Ye Qiu, “Up early, making breakfast. Dr. Ye, what’s up?”
Ye Qiu said, “I’m planning a trip to Wudang Mountain. Wanna come along for a couple of days?”
On the other end, Xiao Yiren’s face flushed.
What’s Dr. Ye getting at? A date?
She quickly asked, “Dr. Ye, how many people are going?”
“Just us two,” Ye Qiu said.
Xiao Yiren’s face turned even redder.
Oh my gosh, Dr. Ye really wants to date me!
Should I say yes?
If I agree too quickly, will I seem too forward?
But if I don’t, what if he asks someone else?
As Xiao Yiren’s mind raced, Ye Qiu spoke again, “Yiren, if you’re busy, no worries…”
“I’m free!” Xiao Yiren blurted out. “I was cooking noodles and forgot to reply. Dr. Ye, I’m free.”
“Alright, pack up. I’ll pick you up soon,” Ye Qiu said. “Oh, I haven’t eaten breakfast. Make extra noodles.”
Xiao Yiren agreed instantly, “Got it, I’ll wait for you.”
After washing up, Ye Qiu grabbed a backpack, threw in a couple of clothes, and drove to Xiao Yiren’s place.
After breakfast, they headed straight for Wudang Mountain.
At 3 p.m., they arrived at the mountain’s base.
Looking up, Wudang Mountain was surrounded by rolling peaks, each uniquely shaped.
Some resembled galloping horses, others graceful maidens, and some like swords piercing the sky…
A true marvel of nature.
What a blessed land!
They began climbing.
Wudang Mountain, a renowned Taoist sanctuary and one of China’s top ten scenic spots, was picturesque, like a fairyland, attracting tourists year-round.
Xiao Yiren, being a woman, couldn’t match Ye Qiu’s stamina. After half an hour of climbing, she was panting heavily.
With no choice, Ye Qiu carried her on his back.
Xiao Yiren, nestled against him, was beaming with happiness.
An hour later, they reached the summit.
Ye Qiu found a young Taoist and said, “Taoist brother, please inform Master Shangling that Ye Qiu is here to visit.”
“Please follow me,” the young Taoist led Ye Qiu through several turns to the back gate of a palace.
Three Taoists stood guard at the door.
The leader, a burly black-clad Taoist, looked fierce and imposing.
“Brother Xuancheng, these two visitors are here to see Master Shangling. Please pass the message,” the young Taoist said to the black-clad one.
“Got it, you go on,” the black Taoist waved him off. After the young Taoist left, he glanced at Ye Qiu.
Casual clothes, ordinary attire, and so young—looked like a student.
The black Taoist’s face showed disdain.
Then his gaze shifted to Xiao Yiren.
So pretty!
A glint of mischief flashed in his eyes.
“Master Shangling is the headmaster’s direct disciple and a high-ranking figure. Not just anyone can see him,” the black Taoist said.
Ye Qiu saw through his intentions at once and asked, “What do I need to do to see Master Shangling?”
“Simple. Leave an offering,” the black Taoist said. “You two don’t look rich, so I won’t make it hard. How about 50,000 per person, and I’ll let you see Master Shangling. Deal?”
Fifty thousand per person—100,000 for two.
This guy’s heart was black as coal!
