A Fairy Presents a Peach of Longevity (Continued)

As soon as Hongdou asked the question, a possibility occurred to her, and she suddenly realized, "Is it because you like female swordswomen? The class monitor just happens to be that type."

What kind of outdated information is this? And why does everyone assume I like female swordsmen?

I just randomly picked a disc... Wait, could this be foreshadowing, which is why I had relations with Murong Qing first?

Although he felt there was a good chance, it was too weak to use to convince others, so Si Ming could only explain, "Actually, there's no particular reason. If I had to say, it's all about the atmosphere. When the atmosphere is right, things naturally fall into place."

"Let's do it now." Hongdou reached out to unbutton Si Ming's clothes.

Si Ming dodged aside. "That's why the atmosphere is so important. There's no atmosphere like that right now, so don't force yourself on me, or I'll scream."

He just touched Murong Qing, and before his penis had even cooled down, he went to touch another girl. Doesn't that make him a scumbag?

Although Si Ming doesn't consider himself a good man, there's no need for him to be a scumbag.

"Go ahead and shout. My studio is very soundproof; no matter how loud you shout, no one will hear you."

Hongdou stretched out her palm and aimed it at Si Ming. She then closed her five fingers together, and the surrounding space suddenly solidified, turning into a solid crystal wall that bound Si Ming inside.

"You often seem lost when you're sparring with others, but you react quite quickly in situations like this."

Si Ming unleashed seventy percent of his power, but failed to break free; the attack was more solid than he had anticipated.

"Hehe, just accept your fate. Don't worry, I'll be very gentle and won't hurt you." Hongdou reached out and touched Si Ming's body.

"Hey, hey, hey, the roles are reversed!"

Hongdou stopped and asked happily, "Xiao Ming, would you like to touch me?"

Si Ming looked at the alluring body in front of him. Just like before, whenever she was at home, Hongdou would dress very simply, wearing only a long shirt-style pajama top and going barefoot without shoes. What was worse, the pajama top, which was supposed to be above the knees, had taken up too much unexpected area at the chest, so it barely covered her buttocks and exposed her fair thighs.

If this image were published in a magazine, it would be enough to turn teenagers into werewolves, without even waiting for the full moon.

Si Ming smiled wryly, "If you ask whether I'm willing or not, then of course I am. But I like you and respect you, so I want to give you a wonderful experience, not just a casual relationship. I hope it's a combination of love and desire, not just sex for the sake of sex."

The night I was with Murong Qing, we played the zither and recited poetry. I was burning with passion at the time, and although it was very troublesome, and I wished I could skip the tedious process and go straight to the bayonet fight, I found it unforgettable afterward, and it became a beautiful memory.

In contrast, if he were to be paired with Hongdou so inexplicably, even if Hongdou herself didn't care, Si Ming would feel guilty. Even if he couldn't treat everyone equally, he shouldn't be so obviously biased towards Peter.

Feeling Si Ming's sincere affection, Hongdou's emotions calmed down, and she stopped pressuring him so urgently. However, she couldn't help feeling a little dejected. "But this way, I'll fall behind you all."

"What's so outdated about this? Our relationship didn't need to be based on lust. Even if we didn't get together, does that mean everything we went through together was meaningless?"

"But I've heard that couples need sex to maintain their relationship, otherwise conflicts are likely to arise."

"These kinds of things can be common or exceptional. Look at Yao Bilian and her husband, they don't have a sex life, but they still live a good life together. Moreover, they will never divorce, and their trust in each other is even greater than that of ordinary couples."

"That seems to make sense..." Hongdou said thoughtfully.

Having finally managed to fool them, Si Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"But the administrator's husband told her to find anyone to conceive with, but I only want to have Xiao Ming's child, not someone else's."

Si Ming quickly dissuaded the other person from having a baby. "Isn't it a bit too early to talk about having children now? Taking care of a baby is very troublesome. You have to change diapers, feed the baby, and put the baby to sleep. Besides, having a baby can easily affect your figure. Look at those middle-aged women, many of them are big and thick-waisted. You don't want to become like that, do you?"

Hongdou imagined it for a moment, then shook her head repeatedly. "Then let's not have children for now."

That's right.

"Just enjoy the process."

"How did we end up back where we started again!"

Tired of being pestered, Si Ming suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered a secret technique he had learned but hadn't had a chance to use in a long time. He said, "Actually, if you just want to experience the feeling, that's simple."

He snapped his fingers, and an arc of electricity appeared between his index and middle fingers. He then swiftly pressed a hidden acupoint on the side of Hongdou's "emerging" chest.

The normally inconspicuous arc of electricity, which at most could only raise a couple of hairs, now transformed into a prehistoric monster wreaking havoc on the desires of the deep sea, unleashing a massive energy chain reaction within her acupoints. Hongdou suddenly felt her vision blur, and her body seemed to transform into light, floating willow catkins and bird feathers, soaring into the highest heavens along with her departing soul. When she regained her senses, she found herself lying on the ground, waves of pleasure surging from her chest to her limbs, leaving her completely weak and limp.

The Stem-Snapping Hand, a unique skill of the Xiang Family that is said to be able to subdue half the world's population once mastered, may seem like just flicking a glass marble with the middle finger, but it actually requires an indescribably high standard of strength, angle, and rhythm. Moreover, it requires precise judgment of the location of two acupoints based on the opponent's different body types and physiques. The slightest error will greatly reduce the effectiveness.

This move is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even the renowned Hong Zhishan, the star of the Xiang Family, would need at least ten years of dedicated practice to master this dragon-slaying technique in bed.

This was the first time Si Ming had put this move into actual combat since he learned it, and he never expected it to be so effective. Hongdou's cultivation was almost at the Peak Spirit Transformation, but she was still knocked down by him with a single finger, without any power to resist. It was indeed worthy of the Xiang Family's Dragon Slaying Technique. In fact, it was also because Hongdou had no wariness of him.

As if possessed, Si Ming reached out and pressed the Ruji acupoint on the other side of Hongdou and the Changqiang acupoint on the coccyx. The so-called three points determine a surface, and the same applies to people. Pressing three acupoints at once, even someone who is naturally frigid cannot resist the surging pleasure. The power of the Stem-Snapping Hand was fully unleashed.

"Waaaaah..."

Hongdou desperately covered her face with both hands, her two long, shapely legs tightly intertwined like steel wires, but this instinctive resistance was meaningless. A large wet patch slowly seeped out from her buttocks, which were covered by her pajamas, spreading like a virus.

At that moment, Si Ming suddenly recalled a poem written by Li Shangyin: "At the third watch of the night, ten thousand families sleep soundly; the dew is about to turn to frost, and the moon is shrouded in mist."

After a long while, Hongdou finally released her hands, revealing a blank and lifeless face, still flushed, and murmured, "Is this what sex is like?"

Si Ming was getting a little excited, but he managed to suppress his Blood Qi and asked calmly, "Are you satisfied now?"

Hongdou glanced at Si Ming with misty eyes, perfectly illustrating what it means to have seductive eyes. In a coquettish tone, she said, "Now I want Xiao Ming to hug me even more."

Helpless, Si Ming had no choice but to try to divert the other person's attention. His gaze swept across the room and he suddenly caught sight of a small carp on the inside of Hongdou's thigh, which made his eyes light up.

"Did you draw this yourself?"

This is a small red carp, realistically depicted in the style of ink wash painting. It's about the size of a cigarette box, with slight ripples on the water. Not only does it look lifelike, but as the Hongdou breathes, it even gives the feeling that it's actually swimming.

When her area of expertise was mentioned, Hongdou's attention was indeed diverted, and she chuckled, "Yes, and you can't usually see it. It only appears when your Qi and Blood are circulating intensely, and that's why people don't let them see it."

Si Ming, curious, couldn't resist reaching out to touch it. But the moment he touched it, Hongdou's legs twitched, and the wet patch grew even larger. Startled, Si Ming quickly withdrew his fingers, thinking that the power of the Stem-Snapping Hand was too strong, and it would be best to use it less often in the future. This thing had turned against him and leaned towards Evil Dao.