If he showered Mu Wanqing with more affection, jealousy would surge within Qin Hongmian, making her physical reactions all the more intense as she vied for his caresses; and the reverse was true as well.
Under such methods, all that so-called reserve and estrangement melted away completely, like a thin layer of snow beneath the sun.
Gradually, Qin Hongmian resigned herself to it.
Whenever she saw Wanqing's face beside her, flushed red and lost in the tides of desire, the awkward resistance in her heart was ultimately defeated by her body's honesty.
And Lin Xuan would occasionally whisper in her ear, "Look at Gan Baobao and Ling'er. Didn't that mother and daughter serve me together like this in Myriad Tribulation Valley? You and Wanqing are only master and disciple. Are you really going to lose to Gan Baobao?"
This provocation worked remarkably well.
Whenever Qin Hongmian thought of that shameless slut being able to please Lin Xuan alongside her own daughter without a shred of embarrassment, wouldn't it make Qin Hongmian seem inferior if she could not do the same?
Mu Wanqing was her daughter, but as long as she said nothing, who would know?
And Wanqing was already deeply in love with Lin Xuan, while Qin Hongmian herself could no longer bear to leave him.
Better to simply let things be...
Besides, with the way Xuan-lang so domineeringly exerted himself, how could mother and daughter possibly resist?
Once the defenses of her heart had broken, all that remained was for it to become second nature.
Over the next few days, springtime lingered endlessly within the bamboo cottage.
Qin Hongmian even began actively cooperating with Mu Wanqing during their lovemaking.
One gently attended to him above, while the other shyly tended to him below. Master and disciple joined forces and