novelhk Chapter 998: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
Chapter 998: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
"No, no need, I'll go back now."
Miaomiao shook her head as if she were fleeing, and then scrambled and ran towards the tent.
Even though Miaomiao shook her head, Shen Qingci still followed behind her. Watching her flustered back, he could still feel the lingering touch of her embrace as he stroked her fingertips.
It turned out that seeing her shy and helpless expression made him even more attracted. Just thinking about it made his possessiveness so strong that he unconsciously tensed up.
Miao Miao's expression and actions also made Shen Qingci realize that she had made the right move.
At least she wasn't disgusted; in fact, she was secretly reminiscing about it, and that was enough.
After Miaomiao lifted the curtain and ran into the tent, she couldn't wait to squat down on the ground, touching her face and panting heavily.
The cheeks under her hands were burning hot, a temperature that made Miaomiao gasp in surprise.
The sensation of his skin pressing against Shen Qingci's chest, the firmness of his fingertips brushing against his waist and abdomen, his bewildered gaze, and his flushed ears kept flashing through his mind...
These images made her dizzy.
“That’s outrageous…”
What a melodramatic plot twist... that I actually encountered it myself...
But her figure was undeniably amazing. Even though Miaomiao said it was melodramatic, she couldn't help but smile.
She never denied her lustful nature, and Master Shen's broad shoulders and narrow waist, smooth yet not exaggerated muscle lines, especially the water droplets that unconsciously slid down his collarbone, were truly the epitome of beauty.
Unfortunately, the other party was a cultivator with spiritual roots, while he was just a mortal.
The saying that immortals and mortals are destined to be apart has been said to death. Even if you are tempted, you can only dream about it.
It's a pity, why isn't he just an ordinary person?
Miaomiao slowly exhaled, shook her head, stood up, and quickly changed out of her wet clothes.
The room was no longer as hot as before. Miaomiao lay on the bed, with even the thin blanket covering her face.
But she couldn't fall asleep. When she closed her eyes, all she saw was Shen Qingci naked; when she opened them, she felt like a lustful glutton, her fingers gripping the blanket trembling uncontrollably with excitement...
What a tragedy...
Shen Qingci, standing outside the tent, lingered on Miaomiao with his divine sense, his dark eyes almost swallowing people whole.
He looked at her shy expression, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his breath hot enough to melt anyone.
He could have let his little girl get some more sleep, but he knew that the touch he had just had already aroused him. If he were to enter her tent again, he might not be able to maintain his "aloof and detached immortal master" demeanor.
He might even hurt her because he can't help himself, which is not what he wants.
Shen Qingci closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forced herself to calm down.
He was afraid that he might hurt Miaomiao if he lost control, even though she was asleep at the time. But losing control is losing control, and hurting someone is hurting someone!
To calm himself down and allow his young girl to slowly process everything that had happened that night, he sat cross-legged on the bed, formed hand seals, and began to practice the Mind-Clearing Mantra.
I tried my best not to think about Miaomiao and kept reciting the Mind-Clearing Mantra over and over until dawn when I finally managed to calm down.
Unfortunately, things may not always go as planned.
To Shen Qingci's surprise, after her initial excitement, Miaomiao quickly went back to sleep.
In her dream, Miaomiao went to the stream again because of the heat. This time, Master Shen was still shirtless, leaning against the water. The moonlight shone on him, making his skin as white as jade and as hard as iron.
This time, however, Miaomiao swallowed hard and did not panic and run away. She didn't even have any thoughts about immortals and mortals anymore; all she had was lust for the man in front of her.
As if guided by some unseen force, Miaomiao cautiously approached him, and before she knew it, her fingertips were gently caressing his chest, her fingertips able to feel his burning heat and firm interior.
Then the other person opened their eyes, their ears turning red, but they didn't resist or flinch. Instead, they looked down at her, their eyes full of tenderness, and even reached out to hold her wrist...
Who could resist such a handsome man standing so close, especially now, with him holding her wrist and looking even more dazed?
Miaomiao felt her heart pounding faster and faster. Just as she was about to say something to lighten the mood, she suddenly realized that the hand gripping hers was now covered in black scales, and her once slender fingertips had transformed into sharp claws...
Miaomiao trembled as she raised her head. Her mind, which had been dazed by the handsome man, finally cleared up. She looked up and saw that his originally gentle and innocent eyes had become extremely sharp. Sharp, upward-pointing fangs had even grown on his handsome face. In an instant, he had transformed into a lean and muscular... porcupine!
"what!"
Miao Miao's mouth gaped open in utter shock. Her lust vanished, and she turned to run away, but the beast grabbed her wrist.
It opened its blood-red maw, even bigger than Bao Bao's, as if it wanted to swallow her whole. Help!!
"..."
Miaomiao sprang up from the bed in an instant, sitting there panting heavily, her heart still pounding wildly.
She touched her forehead, which was covered in cold sweat. She looked around and remembered what had happened last night, as well as the scene in her dream. The scene was so realistic that she was still shaken.
"Thank goodness it was just a dream. One shouldn't be greedy for male beauty..."
Miaomiao murmured to herself, noticing that it was already light outside.
But this dream did indeed strengthen her belief that "immortals and immortals are on different paths."
Shen Qingci is a celestial being, while I am a mortal. No matter how handsome he is, it's all wishful thinking on my part, and we can't be together.
At this moment, Shen Qingci had just finished the Heart-Cleansing Mantra. His divine sense subconsciously swept over Miaomiao's tent. Sensing her panic, he assumed she was thinking of the scene by the stream again, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
He had no idea that even the most meticulously planned scheme couldn't withstand such a nonsensical dream, and that in Miao Miao's dream, he himself transformed from an extremely handsome man into a "man-eating porcupine" in just a few breaths, almost extinguishing her already fading feelings for him...