Rose Hotel
Chen Jie stepped up to the front desk and said to the clerk, "Two rooms, please."
The clerk looked up and sized them up. Seeing how close they stood, their affectionate expressions, and the intimacy between them that left no room for anyone else, the clerk immediately understood their relationship.
Chen Jie noticed but offered no further explanation.
Standing beside him, Jiang Nannan felt her cheeks burn under the clerk's meaningful gaze. She instinctively edged half a step away, muttering inwardly, We're brother and sister. Surely they haven't misunderstood us?
The clerk shook their head apologetically. "I'm terribly sorry, but we only have one guest room left. There aren't any other vacancies."
At those words, Jiang Nannan froze. Her fair cheeks flushed scarlet in an instant, her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm, and panic and embarrassment filled her.
She had originally wanted Chen Jie to book two rooms so they could quietly catch up and talk as brother and sister. She had never considered anything else. But rooms were scarce throughout the neighborhood, and finding somewhere else to stay at night would be difficult.
She agonized over it for a long time. They shared a deep sibling bond, had not seen each other for months, and rarely had a chance to reunite; she simply could not bear to part so hastily. Besides, the hotel's excellent soundproofing would keep outsiders from disturbing them. After much deliberation, Jiang Nannan could only bite her soft pink lip and shyly nod her agreement.
After checking in, they pushed open the door and entered the room.
Soft, warm, rose-colored light filled the room. A sweet floral fragrance lingered in the air, lending the atmosphere a tender, suggestive intimacy.
The room was decorated with delicate, romantic touches. Thin pink gauze curtains hung swaying, while layers of rose petals formed a full heart on the large bed in the center. Warm light spilled over the petals.
At the sight before her, the blush on Jiang Nannan's cheeks refused to fade.
A brief silence settled over the room, and awkwardness spread between them. They were clearly brother and sister reunited after a long separation, yet in a room like this, neither knew how to begin.
Sensing the stagnant atmosphere, Chen Jie glanced at the liquor cabinet against the wall, then turned to Jiang Nannan and gently suggested, "Nannan, we don't get to see each other often. Why don't we have a drink and relax?"
Jiang Nannan paused, then looked up at the liquor cabinet, deeply conflicted.
We're brother and sister. How can we do this-alone together in a room, and drinking too... Does that mean we'll end up...
But on second thought, precisely because the atmosphere was so awkward, a few small drinks to loosen up and comfortably discuss what they had experienced since parting might not be such a bad idea.
They were merely catching up as brother and sister; surely nothing else would happen. She pressed her lips together lightly and slowly nodded. "All right. Just a little, then."
Chen Jie went over, took the Jing Wine from the cabinet, and poured it into two glasses. The rich aroma of medicinal wine spread, cutting through some of the heavy rose fragrance.
He handed one glass to Jiang Nannan, and they sat side by side on the edge of the rose-petal-covered bed. Their glasses gently touched with a clear clink.
Holding her glass, Jiang Nannan took a small sip. The hot, sharp liquor slipped down her throat, and warmth slowly spread through her body.
A faint blush rose on her face, and much of the stiffness and unease gripping her finally dissipated.
The lingering effects of the alcohol gradually mounted. A watery haze crept into Jiang Nannan's eyes, and her head grew muddled. Their previously coherent conversation became halting and disjointed.
Her cheeks burned, and she instinctively shook her head slightly. What reason she retained kept reminding her that they were only brother and sister, but the intoxication continued to erode her senses, leaving that defensive line on the verge of collapse.
Chen Jie watched the tipsy girl beside him. Beneath the warm light, a blush spread over her neck, and her long lashes drooped; his own emotions stirred with hers. The atmosphere was just right. This was the moment.
With that thought, he slipped his arm around Jiang Nannan's waist and applied a little pressure.
Before she could let out a soft gasp, he pulled her backward, and she landed heavily on the large bed covered in rose petals.
The impact sent petals scattering through the air.
Chen Jie braced himself above her, bringing them close together in an instant.
Their warm breaths mingled, and the sweet fragrance of roses blended with the distinctive richness of medicinal wine, enveloping them both.
Jiang Nannan's pupils widened slightly. The alcohol left her limp, as though all her strength had been drained away. She...
Her eyes misted as she stared blankly at Chen Jie, mere inches away. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and the tips of her ears were red enough to drip blood.
Chen Jie looked down at the girl's flushed face beneath him and slowly reached out. His fingertips gently supported Jiang Nannan's chin, lifting it slightly and forcing her gaze to meet his.
"Nannan, people say your status as a core disciple is watered down. I'd like to see for myself whether there really is any water in it."
As his words fell, he gently raised his other hand and slipped it beneath her soft clothing, touching the pink markings on her lower abdomen.
The warm touch of his palm rested gently against her skin. He used barely any pressure, simply holding it there and stroking slowly.
Jiang Nannan went limp, then froze completely on the bed. Her face was scarlet, and a thin sheen of moisture rose in her eyes.
"Oh~ ho ho ho..."
After a long while, Chen Jie looked at the white droplets on Jiang Nannan's lovely body.
"Lift your head! Open your mouth."
Chen Jie watched her quietly and spoke in an indifferent tone.
A flush spread across Jiang Nannan's face. She obediently parted her red lips and lifted her head, exuding a sultry allure.
"Heh heh heh!!!"
Chen Jie picked up the drinking glass beside him and tilted it slightly. It contained a milky-white Hangover Cure Potion, which he poured into Jiang Nannan's mouth.
The warm white liquid slowly flowed between her slightly parted lips.
Jiang Nannan swallowed instinctively, her throat bobbing gently. A little of the potion spilled from the corner of her mouth, slid down her jaw, and dripped onto her collarbone, mingling with the beads of sweat on her skin.
Her breathing quickened slightly. Her eyes, veiled in a hazy, drunken sheen, stared blankly at Chen Jie right before her. She remained caught in the tense, intimate atmosphere.
Two hours later...
Jiang Nannan sat at the head of the bed. A small part of her lower abdomen bulged slightly, its outline faintly visible.
A wave of aching exhaustion swept through her. Her limbs were weak, her entire body drained, and heavy fatigue wrapped around her, making even sitting upright a struggle.
A surge of pure soul power erupted from her lower abdomen, racing through her meridians and throughout her body. Warm currents instantly enveloped her previously weakened body.
In mere moments, her soul power rose from level 46 to level 49, successfully breaking through three levels!
Every trace of weakness faded, replaced by abundant strength. The strange sensation in her lower abdomen vanished as well, and her whole bearing became noticeably brighter and clearer. Surprise flashed in her eyes. She had never imagined her little brother's Hangover Cure Potion could be so miraculous.
A flicker of eagerness flashed through Jiang Nannan's eyes, and she grabbed Chen Jie's drinking glass.
"Chen Jie, I want more Hangover Cure Potion."
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