Getting Wang Qiu'er Under Control

After arriving in the room, Lin Xuan looked around. The facilities were indeed quite complete—soul-tool lamps, soul-tool sofas, a bathroom, and everything else one could need.

The moment he entered, Lin Xuan watched Wang Qiu'er walking ahead of him, a mischievous smile slowly curling across his lips.

"I... I'll go take a shower first..." With Lin Xuan staring at her the whole time, Wang Qiu'er's pretty face reddened slightly. She then hurried into the hotel bathroom to wash up.

"Mm-hmm." Lin Xuan nodded, walked over to the bed, and sat down to wait for Wang Qiu'er.

Before long, mist drifted out as Wang Qiu'er finished washing up and emerged from the bathroom.

Wang Qiu'er was wearing a hotel robe, but it was as thin as gauze, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. With a sweep of his spiritual power, Lin Xuan could see everything beneath it; it offered no concealment whatsoever.

"I should wash up too." Lin Xuan secretly used his spiritual power to examine Wang Qiu'er's lovely body once more before turning around and heading into the bathroom.

By the time he came out much later, Wang Qiu'er had already switched off every light in the room and buried herself beneath the covers.

"Qiu'er? Are you asleep?" Lin Xuan came to her side, lifted the blanket, and lay down.

"Don't come near me!" Wang Qiu'er suddenly turned around and snapped at Lin Xuan fiercely.

"Alright, alright." Lin Xuan shifted back slightly and said, "I'll listen to you."

Only then did Wang Qiu'er nod in relief and close her eyes.

An hour later...

"Qiu'er, are you hot?" Lin Xuan poked Wang Qiu'er, who had her back to him, and asked softly.

At the same time, he secretly activated Nihility Devouring Flame, causing the room temperature to rise slightly.

"Mm... I think... a little..." Wang Qiu'er muttered softly.

"Qiu'er, then take off your outer robe. You won't feel so hot that way." Lin Xuan grinned wickedly.

"No!" Wang Qiu'er refused decisively, explaining, "If I take off my outer robe, there'll be nothing left..."

"Qiu'er, can you even sleep when it's this hot?" Lin Xuan continued coaxing her. "It's pitch-black in here. I can't see anything!"

"No, no!" Wang Qiu'er still refused.

Another two hours later...

The once-empty floor now held two robes—Lin Xuan's and Wang Qiu'er's.

"Qiu'er." Lin Xuan suddenly wrapped his arms around Wang Qiu'er from behind. His palm met a patch of smooth, cool skin, and the clothes on her body had long since disappeared.

"Lin Xuan! Bastard! Get off me!" Wang Qiu'er's body stiffened at once, and her pretty face instantly turned red. Pressing down on Lin Xuan's wandering hand, she hissed in a low voice.

"Qiu'er, just let me..." Lin Xuan held her tighter and coaxed her gently. "I'll just rub against you. I won't do anything else... okay...?"

"No! Let go of me! Get off me!" Wang Qiu'er's face was now as red as a ripe apple. She tried desperately to pull Lin Xuan's hand away, but it was like an iron clamp—no matter how hard she tried, she could not move it.

"Qiu'er~"

"Qiu'er~"

Another fifteen minutes passed...

Under Lin Xuan's relentless pestering, Wang Qiu'er bit her soft lower lip and sighed helplessly. Stammering, she said, "Then... then you have to promise that you'll only rub against me once. You can't do anything else! Otherwise, I'll kick you off immediately!"

"Mm-hmm, okay, my Qiu'er." Lin Xuan agreed without hesitation, a sly curve rising at the corners of his mouth.

The next day, early morning.

Warm sunlight streamed through the room window, spilling gently over Lin Xuan and Wang Qiu'er's faces.

Lin Xuan woke first. Opening his eyes and looking down, he saw Wang Qiu'er curled up in his arms.

Wang Qiu'er was nestled against Lin Xuan's chest like a kitten. Her exquisite, fair face was flushed, and when Lin Xuan lowered his gaze, he saw that her lovely body bore marks left by him the night before.

Seeing Wang Qiu'er in his arms, then glancing at the damp patch some distance away, Lin Xuan's lips rose uncontrollably into a broad grin.

Even Lin Xuan himself had no idea how many times he had tossed Wang Qiu'er around the previous night, trying every manner of position. In the end, Wang Qiu'er was the first to surrender.

Wang Qiu'er simply could not endure Lin Xuan's unrelenting advances. Left with no choice, she could only beg softly for mercy, but Lin Xuan did not stop there. He continued until nearly dawn before finally withdrawing, still unsatisfied.

That was why Wang Qiu'er had only just fallen asleep not long ago.

Seemingly sensing Lin Xuan's gaze, Wang Qiu'er's beautiful butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes as well.

"Mm... it... it hurts so much..." The moment Wang Qiu'er opened her eyes, soreness swept through her body, making her tremble involuntarily.

"Mm... Lin Xuan, you devil... You tricked me! You pervert! You bastard! You shameless scoundrel!" Wang Qiu'er looked up and saw Lin Xuan's handsome face wearing a faintly wicked smile. Furious and humiliated, she cursed at him.

"Call me husband." Lin Xuan rubbed Wang Qiu'er's head and smiled.

"No." Wang Qiu'er shot Lin Xuan an embarrassed, angry glare.

"Hm? You called me that plenty of times while begging for mercy last night!" Lin Xuan teased with a wicked grin.

"You bastard! You pervert! You deserve to die! I'll bite you to death!" Teased by Lin Xuan, Wang Qiu'er's face instantly flushed red. Opening her lips, she bit down on Lin Xuan's shoulder.

Smack!

Feeling the sharp pain in his shoulder, Lin Xuan paid it no mind. He merely smiled faintly and raised his hand, lightly smacking Wang Qiu'er's pert backside with a crisp sound.

"Mm... bastard Lin Xuan... all you know is how to bully me..." Wang Qiu'er's body stiffened after Lin Xuan smacked her. Her pink-blue eyes shimmered with tears, making her look rather pitiful.

"Call me husband."

"No."

Smack!

"Call me husband."

"No."

Smack!

"Are you going to say it or not?"

After delivering another slap, Lin Xuan asked.

"H-husband..." In the end, Wang Qiu'er still said the word. Although she had called him that many times while begging for mercy the night before, that had been a special situation. Saying it now filled her with an indescribable sense of shame.

"That's more like it." Lin Xuan smiled gently, pinched Wang Qiu'er's chin, and made her look at him. "Say it again."

"Can't I... can't I not say it..." Wang Qiu'er did not dare meet Lin Xuan's gaze and pleaded pitifully.

"Hm? Still acting tsundere?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly as he spoke, lifting his hand again.