Get Lost, You Stinking Man

Qin Yi's balls hurt so badly they were about to explode.

This feeling of souls entwining was far more sensitive than physical flesh. With her throwing herself into his arms like this, who could withstand it?!

Whether they wore clothes or not had always been illusory. To Li Wuxian, apart from the true soul in this dreamscape, everything else was an illusion, clothes included, so it made no difference whether she wore them. It was much the same for Qin Yi. His soul had entered the dream; how could he have brought actual clothes with him? His clothes were illusions too.

So this embrace was the most direct entanglement of souls. In truth, there was no barrier at all between them as they touched directly.

Qin Yi suddenly wondered: when he and Bangbang had fought with two balls, what had that counted as? Emmmm... At least it had looked like a fight, and there had been two balls, so no one would think crooked thoughts. But what was this supposed to count as now?

Not only did she have a humanoid form, she was naked! She kept squirming desperately, her lips puckered as she tried to kiss him.

Qin Yi was practically about to cry. "You're usually such a stern and dignified Emperor. Don't be like this! If you have something to say, say it properly!"

Li Wuxian smiled. "Why would I act dignified before Master?"

Qin Yi said angrily, "Does that mean you can strip naked and kiss Master however you like?"

"You can. The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Master wrote himself is cultivated by a master and disciple without clothes... And not just master and disciple—even aunt and niece, heehee."

"...I thought you were reading classics on governing the realm, but you were reading this?"

"This is Master's