Jin Ping'er Becomes a Paladin, Life Lies in Movement

Jin Ping'er's lips brushed against his ear, her voice as soft as a spell.

"Lu Jiuyuan, tonight you are mine."

Lu Jiuyuan was just about to speak when he suddenly realized his body was no longer under his control.

Jin Ping'er rolled up from beneath him, straddling his waist, her hands pressed against his chest as she looked down at him.

The moonlight shone from behind her, gilding her entire silhouette with a silver-white edge.

"A little trick of the Hehuan Sect," Jin Ping'er said with a smile, her fingers lightly tracing his collarbone. "Don't worry, just for a little while. A little while is enough."

Her fingertips slid down his chest, and wherever they passed, his robes fell open, revealing skin turned pale from soaking in the hot spring.

"Lu Jiuyuan, do you know? When you were changing my bandages in the cave, I already wanted to do this."

Her voice was very soft, carrying the tenderness of a memory.

"You were so clumsy back then, sweating just from bandaging a wound. But you were so earnest, wrapping every wound with such care, afraid of hurting me."

Her fingers stopped over his heart, feeling the powerful rhythm of its beat.

She leaned down, her long hair falling to shroud both their faces. Her lips brushed against his, her voice as light as a secret.

"Later, I figured it out. If he isn't by my side, then I will go to his. If he doesn't come to find me, then I will come to find him. If he won't say he likes me, then I will say it to him."

She kissed him.

It was light, soft, as if she were afraid of breaking something.

"Lu Jiuyuan!" Jin Ping'er's lips moved to his ear, exhaling a puff of hot air. "I like you. Ever since the first moment you woke up in that cave and looked at me, I've liked you."

Lu Jiuyuan's body still could not move, but his eyes could.

He looked at the woman straddling him, looked at her face in the moonlight, and looked at the thin sheen of moisture in her eyes.

She was Jin Ping'er.

The Miao Gongzi of the Hehuan Sect.

A demonic enchantress of the Demon Sect who killed without blinking.

Yet the way she looked at him now was as if he were the only light in the entire world.

"How much longer will the charm last?" Lu Jiuyuan asked in a flat tone.

Jin Ping'er froze for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"In a hurry?"

"Jin Ping'er."

"Another half an incense stick's time."

"After half an incense stick, don't you regret this."

Jin Ping'er looked down at him, watching that face that was still trying to act tough despite being unable to move, and suddenly burst into laughter.

She leaned down, pressing her entire body against his chest, her lips close to his ear.

"Regret? In this life, I, Jin Ping'er, have never done anything I regret."

The moonlight retreated from the broken window, clouds obscured the moon, and the room grew dark.

In the darkness, there was only the sound of breathing, growing more rapid, growing hotter.

An hour later.

"Husband, from now on, you are my man."

Jin Ping'er snuggled into his arms.

"It is you who are my woman."

Lu Jiuyuan corrected her.

"What's the difference?" Jin Ping'er asked, her face flushed red.

"Of course there is a difference. You are my woman, which means you are under my care. I am your man, which means I am under your care," Lu Jiuyuan explained.

"Then whose are you?"

"Yours."

Jin Ping'er laughed even more happily, curling further into his embrace like a cat that had stolen a fish.

"Husband."

"Hmm."

"Did that feel good just now?"

Lu Jiuyuan looked down at her. She was tilting her head up, waiting for his answer, her eyes sparkling like a child waiting to be praised.

"It felt good."

"How good did it feel?"

"Ecstatic to the point of death."

Jin Ping'er was stunned for a moment, then burst into a giggle: "Where did you learn that phrase?"

"Self-taught."

"Self-taught?" Jin Ping'er raised an eyebrow, her finger tracing circles on his chest, "Then you should learn a bit more in the future."

Just as her voice trailed off, a crisp notification sound suddenly rang out in Lu Jiuyuan's mind.

[Ding—Congratulations to the host, Group Leader level has increased to LV5!]

[Mall function has been unlocked!]

[More functions await the host's exploration...]

Lu Jiuyuan was taken aback.

LV5?

He remembered being at LV3 just before; how did it suddenly jump two levels?

He sank his consciousness into his mind and opened the group chat, wanting to see what had happened.

The messages in the group were scrolling by frantically.

[System Announcement: Congratulations to group member "Yan Lingji" for exceeding 200 hours of viewing time, contributing +5 to the group level.]

[System Announcement: Congratulations to group member "Feng Qing'er" for exceeding 200 hours of viewing time, contributing +5 to the group level.]

[System Announcement: Congratulations to group member "Yun Yun" for exceeding 180 hours of viewing time, contributing +4 to the group level.]

[System Announcement: Congratulations to group member "Zi Nu" for exceeding 200 hours of viewing time, contributing +5 to the group level.]

[System Announcement: Congratulations to group member "Bibi Dong" for exceeding 100 hours of viewing time, contributing +2 to the group level.]

[System Announcement: Congratulations to group member "Medusa" for exceeding 100 hours of viewing time, contributing +2 to the group level.]

Lu Jiuyuan watched this string of system announcements, the corner of his mouth twitching.

200 hours? Yan Lingji watched for 200 hours? Feng Qing'er also watched for 200 hours?

He clicked on the group member list and glanced at everyone's online duration.

Yan Lingji: 218 hours.

Feng Qing'er: 205 hours.

Zi Nu: 203 hours.

Yun Yun: 189 hours.

Bibi Dong: 127 hours.

Medusa: 115 hours.

These numbers danced before his eyes, and he fell silent.

What on earth were they watching all day and night?

No wonder the group level rose so quickly; it turned out this bunch of women was frantically grinding resources.

The messages in the group continued.

[Yan Lingji: Oh my, the Group Leader is online! @Lu Jiuyuan]

[Feng Qing'er: It really is him! Long time no see, Group Leader~]

[Zi Nu: The Group Leader is online at this hour? Could it be that you're keeping a beauty company?]

[Yun Yun: Can you all stop asking that every time the Group Leader comes online?]

[Yan Lingji: Then what should we ask? Ask how many positions he used tonight?]

[Feng Qing'er: Hahahaha, that's a good one! Group Leader, how many positions did you use tonight?]

Lu Jiuyuan looked at the screen, the corner of his mouth twitching even more violently.

[Lu Jiuyuan: Can you all be a bit more serious?]

[Yan Lingji: We are being very serious!]

[Feng Qing'er: Exactly, we're concerned about the Group Leader's physical and mental health!]

Lu Jiuyuan: "..."

Seeing that Lu Jiuyuan didn't reply, someone in the group immediately pressed him.

[Yan Lingji: Don't run, Group Leader! Confess honestly! Are you with a beauty?]

Lu Jiuyuan looked down at Jin Ping'er in his arms, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

[Lu Jiuyuan: Yes.]

The group exploded.

[Yan Lingji: !!! I knew it!]

[Feng Qing'er: Who is it?! What kind of beauty?!]

[Zi Nu: Congratulations, Group Leader!]

[Yun Yun: The Group Leader really does have a beauty by his side!]

[Medusa: Tell us, how does it feel?]

[Bibi Dong: This seat is merely curious.]

Lu Jiuyuan looked at these messages, and Jin Ping'er stirred in his arms once more; he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to the top of her hair.

[Lu Jiuyuan: It feels very comfortable.]

[Lu Jiuyuan: It's intoxicating.]

The group was silent for a moment.

[Yan Lingji: Ahhhhh, Group Leader, you! How could you say such a thing!]

[Feng Qing'er: Lu Jiuyuan! You've become wicked!]

[Yun Yun: Group Leader, you are being so blunt!]

[Zi Nu: It seems the Group Leader is very happy tonight!]