Warmth Beneath the Red Gauze, Affection Born of a Misunderstanding

at the same time.

"Young master, please wait a moment."

Shui Qingrou invited Dongfang Yueming to sit down at the table, personally poured him a cup of spiritual tea, and said in a gentle voice.

"Hmm." Dongfang Yueming nodded, though she had some doubts, she didn't ask any further questions.

Shui Qingrou looked at him, a blush quickly flashing across her pretty face. She then turned and walked behind the screen.

As she watched that graceful figure disappear behind the screen, Dongfang Yueming's doubts grew even stronger.

What is she... going to do?

Behind the screen.

Shui Qingrou at her reflection in the mirror, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom and her eyes filled with spring water. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her wildly beating heart.

[Shui Qingrou, Shui Qingrou... what are you thinking?]

[He's... the Yan'er has her eye on!]

But the next moment, the image of that man appeared in her mind, suppressing two Nascent Soul with a single palm strike and saving Yan'er from certain death.

This kindness... is far too great!

[My Water and Fire Sect has no way to repay you.]

[and...]

She thought of the sect's current precarious situation.

[If only I could forge an even deeper bond with him...]

[Not only to repay a debt of gratitude, but also for... the future of the sect!]

At this thought, the struggle in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a... resolute look!

With trembling hands, she slowly untied her solemn sect leader's robe.

A moment later.

"Young Master..."

A soft, sweet sound, almost dripping with moisture, drifted from behind the screen.

Dongfang Yueming subconsciously looked up.

"Boom--!"

With just one glance, he felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind!

Then, Shui Qingrou, dressed in a gossamer-thin crimson gauze and barefoot, slowly emerged from behind the screen.

That gauze was so thin and sheer.

It not only perfectly outlined her ripe, voluptuous figure, like a peach, but also made her large expanse of snow-white skin appear and disappear, full of fatal allure!

Her pretty face flushed crimson, and she lowered her eyelids, not daring to look Dongfang Yueming in the eye. Her shy and timid appearance was enough to drive any man crazy!

However, there was not a trace of infatuation in Dongfang Yueming's eyes.

Instead, a cold... warning flashed across his face!

Something's not right!

[This is definitely not the dignified and imposing sect leader of the Water and Fire Sect!]

[Could it be... someone is in disguise?!]

[Or perhaps... I've been bewitched?!]

"Boom--!"

A terrifying pressure, without warning, suddenly erupted from his body!

"Ah!"

Shui Qingrou felt an irresistible force coming at her. Before she could react, she was pressed firmly against the wall behind her by an invisible force!

"Who are you?!"

Dongfang Yueming's cold voice rang in her ears.

With one hand, he tightly gripped her slender, fair wrist, while with the other, he braced himself against her ear, trapping her entirely within this small space!

The two were very close!

Shui Qingrou could even clearly feel the other person's strong and powerful heartbeat, and that masculine... breath!

She stared blankly at the handsome face so close to hers, feeling the overwhelming aura emanating from him. In that instant, the panic she had felt miraculously vanished.

Instead, there was an unprecedented... heart-stirring feeling!

[So... so domineering...]

Her pretty face instantly turned so red it looked like it was about to bleed!

She did not resist; instead, she pressed her soft, delicate body even more tightly against his.

"Young master... it's me..."

She raised her head, her beautiful, watery eyes gazing at him intently, her voice carrying a hint of longing that even she herself didn't realize...

Dongfang Yueming was slightly taken aback.

He sensed it carefully.

[The aura... it's definitely her.]

[Furthermore, there was no sign of being under a spell.]

He released his grip, took a step back, and frowned as he asked, "Sect Master Shui, what... does this mean?"

As Shui Qingrou watched him instantly regain his "serious" demeanor, a sense of... disappointment involuntarily arose in her heart.

[So... he didn't want it?]

She gave a wry smile, straightened her slightly disheveled veil, and said softly, "Young Master saved Yan'er, and has done my Water and Fire Sect a great service."

"I have no way to repay your Qingrou..."

"Only... can I repay you with my own body."

[Offering herself in return?]

Dongfang Yueming's lips twitched slightly.

[Isn't this way of repaying kindness a bit too old-fashioned?]

He was about to refuse when he saw Shui Qingrou suddenly raise her head, her watery eyes filled with a hint of expectation and a touch of shyness.

"Young master... is it beautiful?"

She turned slightly, and the gossamer-thin gauze swayed gracefully with her movements, perfectly showcasing the voluptuousness and charm unique to a mature woman.

Dongfang Yueming glanced at it subconsciously and had to admit, it was indeed... very moist.

"Cough... that's right." He spoke the truth.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Shui Qingrou's eyes.

"Young master," she said boldly, reaching out and gently placing her hand on his shoulder, "Qingrou... I recently learned a new massage technique that can relax muscles and improve blood circulation, relieving fatigue."

"How about... let Qingrou help you rest?"

"Um... no need." Dongfang Yueming somewhat awkwardly, "Actually, I came here this time because I wanted to..."

"Does the young master find Qingrou clumsy?" Shui Qingrou's beautiful eyes instantly welled up with tears, making her look like she was about to cry.

"... All right."

Helpless, Dongfang Yueming could only obediently lie down on the large, soft couch.

Anyway, we can talk about the cultivation method after we've finished the massage.

Upon seeing this, Shui Qingrou stopped crying and started laughing.

Instead of standing to the side, she... directly straddled it!

"Hiss--!"

Feeling the astonishing elasticity pressing against his waist, Dongfang Yueming stiffened, his face flushing red. "This... this doesn't need to be like this, does it?"

"Young Master, don't move," Shui Qingrou face flushed, but her movements were unusually firm. "This is... a necessary step."

She reached out her soft, boneless hands and began to gently roam and press over his body.

At first, her movements were fairly proper.

It must be said that her technique was indeed excellent, with just the right amount of force and precise acupoints, giving Dongfang Yueming a feeling of comfort.

"Young master, how are you feeling?"

"Hmm... not bad."

Hearing this praise, Shui Qingrou was overjoyed, and her movements became even bolder.

As her hands roamed over his firm, iron-like muscles, she could clearly feel the terrifying power contained within this body!

It was a supreme aura, powerful enough to make any living being submit to it!

Enveloped by this aura, she felt her body growing weaker and her breathing becoming more rapid.

[I... I want to get closer...]

Her hand began to slide downwards unconsciously.

Her body pressed lower and lower, her full, soft breasts almost touching his chest!

Dongfang Yueming frowned slightly.

[Is this... also part of the massage?]

[Should I remind her that I actually came to ask for the cultivation technique?]

However, Shui Qingrou's movements became increasingly excessive, and the subtle teasing felt like ants crawling across his heart, leaving him feeling parched.

No! This can't go on!

[Business is more important!]

He took a deep breath, preparing to speak.

"Sect Master Shui, actually I..."

"Bang--!"

Just then!

The door was pushed open forcefully!

"Mother! I'm fine..."

Shui Yan'er's energetic voice came to an abrupt halt the moment she saw the scene inside the room!

She stood blankly at the doorway, staring at... her own mother, disheveled, with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, straddling Dongfang Yueming!

And then there's that handsome young man lying on the bed with an "innocent" look on his face, seemingly "enjoying" it...

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Shui Qingrou's movements froze completely!

She turned around and looked at her shocked daughter, her mind going completely blank. She wished she could disappear into the ground right then and there!

After the initial shock, Shui Yan'er's beautiful eyes instantly ignited with a burning passion for gossip and... a hint of inexplicable "resentment"!

She pointed at the two of them, her voice trembling as she said:

"Mother... I knew it!"

I knew it... you had ulterior motives towards him!