Liu Erlong's heart softened as she watched Tang Yin gently fuss over her. His concern, his thoughtfulness —touched her more than she dared admit.
The way he brushed her hair from her face, the quiet furrow in his brow as he checked if she was alright—it stirred something deep inside her. His care, his compassion—it all made her feel a pang of guilt.
After all, she was only pretending to be heartbroken.
She wasn't a selfish person by nature. But for the first time in her life, she wanted to be selfish—with him. The warmth in his gaze, the way he made her heart flutter and her stomach dance with nervous excitement… She didn't want to lose that. Not even for a second.
This warmth, this closeness—she wanted to hold onto it, even if it meant bending the truth. For once, she wanted something just for herself. Him. The way his presence made her heart skip, the way his voice could both calm and excite her—she didn't want to let go.
What if he found out this heartbreak was all just an act? Would he hate her?
Not that Tang Yin seemed to mind.
Later that afternoon...
Under the flimsiest of excuses, Tang Yin and Dugu Yan slipped away from Lanba Academy. Their hearts didn't race from guilt—but from anticipation. They boarded a carriage to Tian Duo City, sitting close enough for their hands to brush, their eyes to linger.
Dugu Yan felt her cheeks flush. With Yu Tianheng, things had never gone beyond holding hands. But with Tang Yin, everything felt different—faster, deeper, more thrilling. He stirred something inside her she didn't know she had.
Tang Yin, for his part, couldn't help but feel drawn to her. Every coy glance, every flutter of her lashes sent a thrill through him.Tang yin couldn't wait to taste Dugu Yan.
After arriving, they checked into a luxurious lodge—barely making it through the front desk before rushing to their room, driven by a silent urgency neither wanted to name.
Tang Yin barely had time to shut the door before Dugu Yan was in his arms, their lips crashing together in a long pationate kiss.
Her fingers gripped his collar, pulling him down, closer, deeper. His hands slid around her waist, tugging her against him. They began embracing each other and ripping each other's garment.
Clothes were tugged loose, buttons undone in a frenzy. His mouth never left hers for long—just enough to trail kisses down her cheek, along her jawline, and to the hollow of her throat, where she shivered with every breath.
His mouth traced a path down her neck, slow and reverent, while her breath hitched with every touch.
"Tang Yin…" she whispered, breathless, her eyes half-lidded with desire.
He answered her not with words, but with action—lifting her gently and guiding her toward the bed. She arched into his touch, gasping softly as his lips explored the soft curve of her neck and the slope of her collarbone.
A soft moan escaped Dugu Yan's lips as he cupped her breast, teasing her with a tenderness that sent shivers down her spine.
Tang Yin pulled her close, his hands sliding down to the curve of her hips. He began kissing the pink tips of her boobs while kneading her hips.
"Aah... yes," Dugu Yan gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as their bodies pressed tighter.
Unable to resist the pull between them, Tang Yin guided himself against her with lust in his eyes.
As Tang yin stroked his penis against her wet shaved clit, Dugu Yan enthusiasticlly began rubbing against his hard penis vigorously.
She reached her climax first, her body trembling with release, but Tang Yin hadn't finished yet.
Dugu Yan's breath caught as he moved with her, slowly at first, letting the intensity build like a wave.
Finally, Tang yin adjusted his penis and drove it straight inside admist Dugu Yan's gasp. Blood dropped after Tang yin massive penis stretched her hymen.
"Go slow…" she whispered breathlessly, and he listened—his movements smooth, pacing himself with her movement.
Soon, Dugu Yan started enjoying after the pain. So, she encouraged Tang yin and he complied. Tang yin increased his pace as he began destroying her vagina with each thrust came her loud moans that made him even more excited.
"Slap"
With every shared breath, every rising moan, the space between them dissolved. Dugu Yan clung to him, lost in sensation, while Tang Yin gave himself over to the rhythm.
When it was over, she lay tangled in his arms, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.
"That was… incredible," she said, her voice light and hazy with afterglow. Her green eyes fluttered open, meeting his with a smile—genuine, satisfied, and full of something far deeper than just desire.
Tang Yin chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Think you can handle a second round?"
She laughed, breathless, her cheeks flushing once more. "Only if you carry me afterward."
Both of them didn't leave the lodge until the evening, their fingers interlaced and smiles they couldn't quite hide.
Dugu Yan and Tang Yin made their way out of the lodging, their appearances slightly disheveled as they basked in the afterglow of their intimate encounter. The city was coming alive as the evening progressed, the soft glow of the lanterns casting a warm ambiance.
Tang Yin couldn't help but tease Dugu Yan as he supported her weary frame, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
"Exhausted, are you?" he teased, voice rich with pride and playfulness.
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes, swatting him half-heartedly. "You talk too much."
But she didn't let go of his hand.
Returning to Lanba Academy, Tang Yin gently supported Dugu Yan back to her dorm—but didn't leave right away.
"You—What do you want? Haven't you had enough already?" Dugu Yan asked, half-accusing, half-expecting, a faint blush tinting her cheeks.
Tang Yin gave a mischievous grin. "It's a secret. Let's go inside first."
Pretending to be mysterious, he followed her in. Dugu Yan locked the door behind them, her heart pounding with anticipation. But instead of what she expected, Tang Yin pulled out a strange, solidified chunk of shimmering material.
Her curiosity was instantly piqued.
"What's that, Tang Yin?" she asked, tilting her head.
"It's a precious resource that every noble covets—Whale Glue," Tang Yin replied with a sly, lecherous smile.
Dugu Yan froze, a flush blooming across her cheeks. "You!! Haven't you done enough already?!"
Tang Yin chuckled. "Actually, it has another use besides, well, recreational activities. It can also be used as a tonic to enhance muscle flexibility, meridian elasticity, and soul power flow. This one's a thousand-year-old piece—perfect for you."
Her expression shifted from shock to wonder. "This information… it sounds important. And you just told me? Do you trust me that much?" she asked, her eyes wide with hope.
Tang Yin nodded solemnly. "Yes. Only I know this secret. I'm planning to build my own sect someday—and this is part of the foundation. So… can I trust you, Yan Yan?"
A bright smile spread across her face. "If I can't trust you, who else would I trust?" she said warmly.
Tang Yin smiled back, then carefully explained the method of consuming the whale glue. Without hesitation, Dugu Yan followed his instructions and consumed the whale glue.
She began cultivating with the Mysterious Heaven Technique absorbing the tonic which instantly released pure soul power.
But as the soul power surged through her body, her temperature began to rise rapidly.
Tang Yin slapped his forehead. "Oops… I forgot about the side effects. Ah well… might as well take advantage."
And once again, the room was filled with the sound of vigorous slapping, echoing alongside Dugu Yan's gasps and moans.