Celebration

Si Ming brought the hot water to his nose and sniffed it. Sure enough, he smelled a fragrance, but he couldn't tell which flower it was. It was more like a mixture of many different flower scents.

Hongdou said, "The manager gave it to me, saying that putting it in the water is very beneficial to the body and can make people feel happy."

"Yao Bilian gave it to is really suspicious. Could it be something strange? Never mind, I'll ask her again tomorrow."

Although Si Ming was very wary of Yao Bilian, he felt much more at ease since it was Hongdou who brought it out. After all, Yao Bilian wouldn't cheat Hongdou, and after soaking in it, he did feel a sense of muscle relaxation, as if it really had medicinal effects.

However, a moment later, Si Ming realized something was wrong. He felt dizzy and listless, but his lower body had become incredibly stable.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he realized that Hongdou had unknowingly come to his side and was hugging his arm with a giant Angora rabbit.

"Do I want to say sorry to Xiao Ming?"

"What do you mean?" Si Ming's mind was a little confused.

"I want to sleep with Xiao Ming, but Xiao Ming doesn't seem very willing, so I told the administrator about my problem. Then the administrator gave me a packet of powder, saying that if I throw it in the water and take a bath with Xiao Ming will become more energetic and willing to sleep with me."

Upon hearing this, Si Ming cried out that he had been tricked. If it were Yao Bilian doing this, he would naturally be on high alert immediately, but with Hongdou, he was completely unprepared.

Naïve and innocent people are the most skilled at deceiving others.

Did I... do something wrong?

Hongdou lowered her head, poking her fingers, looking like a child who had done something wrong, with a wronged expression.

Seeing her like this, Si Ming swallowed back the reprimand that was almost on the tip of his tongue.

Sigh, what's the point of pretending now?

He was never a gentleman to begin with, and now he's trying to play the role of a virtuous Liu Xiahui? Isn't it too late?

Given Si Ming's constitution, he could easily expel the medicine from his body. But a girl had gone to such lengths for him, and to push her away at such a crucial moment—is that even manly?

I only have one question now.

"Go ahead and ask," Hongdou said nervously.

"Do you want to roll around in the waves here, or go to bed and roll around in the sheets together?"

Chapter 735 Celebration

"Little bunny, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in..."

When Si Ming woke up, he felt like he couldn't breathe. Then he found his face was sandwiched between two giant Angora rabbits. He reached out to push them away, but this only led to a stronger entanglement, with the rabbits holding him even tighter.

Although the sensation was wonderful and made him feel like he was floating on air, he had been so thoroughly satisfied last night that Si Ming was still in the afterglow of his previous bliss, his mind as still as a calm lake, and this little temptation was not enough to sway him.

After thinking for a moment, Si Ming reached out and tickled Hongdou's waist, causing her to make a "hmm~" sound in her Hongdou. Her soft waist twisted a few times, and he found it was effective, so he continued tickling and gently pushed her away.

Finally, accompanied by a seductive moan, Hongdou, who had been clinging to the Hongdou like a koala, loosened her grip, rolled over, and mumbled some indistinct murmurs in her sleep, along with a chuckle that sounded like pure bliss.

Si Ming straightened up, stretched his arms, and felt refreshed and in excellent spirits. After a brief internal examination, he discovered that his Internal Cultivation had broken through to level fourteen.

"... It seems that the Yellow Emperor's ascension to the celestial realm with three thousand women is theoretically feasible."

Recalling the sweet intimacy of last night, Si Ming realized that he had unknowingly activated the Yin-Yang union method he learned from "One Fuck for Ten Thousand Myriad Years". Although he no longer had his original Yang, he still managed to achieve a fusion of the sacred and the evil by using the original Yin of the Hongdou as a medium. This greatly increased his Internal Cultivation energy cultivation, almost reaching the limit of level fourteen, and he could break through again at any time.

"No wonder some people in ancient times became notorious womanizers; this method of rapidly improving Foundation without arduous cultivation is truly..."

However, upon further reflection, it seems that this is a low-level, unorthodox practice. Ordinary women have low cultivation levels, and even if they were to absorb the essence of a woman, the benefits they would gain would be minimal. They could only accumulate little by little and could not possibly experience a rapid increase like Si Ming. On the other hand, how could those lowly flower thieves possibly succeed in taking advantage of a woman with profound cultivation like Hongdou?

Hongdou's cultivation level was already at the Peak Spirit Transformation, and she was also a one-time use of Yuan Yin. Her Cultivation Body was exactly of the opposite attribute. It was only when all three prerequisites were met that Si Ming's Internal Cultivation was able to take a step forward. Thinking about it this way, it seems that not only did he not gain an advantage, but he actually suffered a slight loss.

If one wanted to advance their cultivation level through bedroom arts, they would probably have to transform into a human aphrodisiac, be loved by everyone, and have all the virgins in the world fall in love with them. After thinking about it, only a high-ranking person like the Yellow Emperor, who could use his status and position to openly and legitimately replenish his yang energy through sexual cultivation, could have turned this unorthodox path into a legitimate and respectable one.

Of course, given the Yellow Emperor's level of attainment, there was no need for him to choose this path. Perhaps the legend of having slept with three thousand women was just a "reasonable legend" fabricated by Daoist priests who practiced sexual techniques to glorify their own lineage. After all, it makes no problem from a rational point of view, and they are not afraid of being exposed.

After letting her mind wander in bed for a while, she suddenly felt a soft touch. It was Hongdou hugging her again. Perhaps feeling a little cold, she curled up, looking like a kitten. If we're talking about breed, she should be a Ragdoll cat.

The afterglow of his sage state had faded, and Si Ming couldn't help but feel a little distracted again. Hongdou's performance last night was nothing like the first time. Her enthusiasm seemed to be releasing all the emotions that had been pent up for years. Although her technique was clumsy, she kept actively trying to get closer to him.

Fortunately, Si Ming was no longer a novice, and with the skills he learned from "One Fuck for Ten Thousand Myriad Years," he successfully repelled the surging enemy army and occupied the high ground. If it had been him a month ago, it would have been hard to say who would have won or lost.

Hongdou's charm is completely different from Murong Qing's. Even when the class monitor is deeply in love, she can only bite her teeth and moan a few times, and can only sense it through the trembling of her body. But Hongdou has no inhibitions and says whatever comes to mind. She is really a beauty, which made Si Ming feel like he was playing a pornographic game on the spot last night.

Suddenly, Si Ming felt an itch on his waist. He looked down and saw Hongdou holding a strand of hair and tickling him with the end of the hair. So he reached out and flicked her on the forehead.

"Hehe." Hongdou didn't cry out in pain, she just chuckled to herself.

What are you laughing at?

"I just feel so happy! I must be the happiest person in the world right now!" Hongdou raised her hands to the sunlight streaming through the curtains, as if trying to hold all the light and warmth in her palms. "Xiao Ming, what about you? Are you happy?"

At a time like this, anyone who answers that their surname is Si, not Fu, must be the most hopeless of men. Fortunately, even if Si Ming is slow-witted, he wouldn't be that slow. He thought for a moment and then recited:

A red flower falls onto its hazy reflection; shh, don't make a sound.

A red flower falls onto its red reflection, which floats upwards, full of affection. The two merge into a sweet whole, and then no sound can be heard.

Something floated across the silent river; what was the robin saying?

Silvery white light drifted slowly across the riverbank; in the distance, willows trembled in the golden light; further still, beneath the twilight, drifting red blossoms quietly gathered.

Hongdou blinked her big eyes and said, "But last night we were splashing around in the bathroom, and Red Flower got washed away."

Si Ming was speechless. This girl was definitely pretending to be stupid. Had he been tricked?

However, he couldn't bring himself to deny it after sleeping with her, so he hugged Hongdou and coaxed her for a while. The two of them cuddled in bed for another half hour before finally getting up reluctantly.