gnovel Chapter 452 A two-year-old woman, how much experience must she have had?
Chapter 452 A two-year-old woman, how much experience must she have had?
late at night.
The candlelight in Mei Jiu Niang's room flickered.
The purple curtains swayed gently in the light, like the hem of a woman's skirt.
The incense burner was filled with specially made spices from the Hehuan Sect. The aroma was neither too strong nor too weak, and it was so enticing that it made one's heart itch.
Lin Chen leaned against the headboard, his eyes closed, a look of post-coital satisfaction on his face.
Mei Jiu Niang nestled in Lin Chen's arms, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers.
Round and round, very slowly, the fingertips are soft, like drawing.
She drew for a while, then suddenly stopped, pointed her fingertip at Lin Chen's chest, and said softly:
"My little rascal, I have something to tell you."
"Um?"
"My master was once the most beautiful woman in Central China."
Lin Chen opened one eye to look at Mei Jiu Niang.
"Don't you dare try to harm my master too," Mei Jiu Niang said with a wicked smile.
Lin Chen's lips twitched: "What do you take me for? You think I'll just take any woman?"
Lin Chen paused, his tone revealing a hint of speechlessness:
"While I may like women like you who are charming and seductive to the core, it doesn't mean I'll take just anyone."
Mei Jiu Niang was amused by the words "seductive to the bone," and her body trembled in Lin Chen's arms as she laughed until she couldn't breathe.
After she finished laughing, Lin Chen suddenly spoke softly:
"Speaking of which, your master is almost two thousand years old. He must have had a wealth of experience, right?"
Mei Jiu Niang raised an eyebrow at Lin Chen, her eyes filled with amusement. She wasn't angry; instead, she seemed intrigued.
"What? You think I'm too old?"
"No," Lin Chen said calmly. "I'm just curious."
"What are you curious about?"
"I'm curious about what the number one beauty of Zhongzhou you mentioned actually looked like two thousand years ago."
Mei Jiu Niang squinted at Lin Chen, her gaze like a cat looking at a mouse, or a brothel madam looking at a customer.
She glanced at it for a few seconds, then giggled, "My master's seductive arts are far superior to mine. Do you know what level she's at?"
"What level?"
"An ordinary celestial being would surrender at the mere sight of her."
Lin Chen scoffed: "Surrender?"
Mei Jiu Niang nodded and said in a serious tone, "Surrender and you'll be swept away in a torrent."
Lin Chen was silent for a moment, then asked a very practical question: "Is your master really as powerful as you say?"
Mei Jiu Niang stared at him: "You don't believe me?"
Lin Chen shrugged and said nothing.
Mei Jiu Niang rolled her eyes: "You'll see when you get there."
He paused, then added, "But my master, you know, has a rather strange temper."
"How is it strange?"
Mei Jiu Niang thought for a moment and counted on her fingers: "When we're happy, we can drink and chat, and anything is fine."
When she's unhappy, if you even glance at her, she'll want to gouge your eyes out.
Lin Chen's lips twitched: "You call this 'a little strange'?"
"What's it called?"
"That's called being sick."
Mei Jiuniang lightly punched Lin Chen, "You're the one who's sick. People from the Hehuan Sect all have bad tempers. Have you ever seen a fairies with good tempers?"
Lin Chen thought about it and felt that Mei Jiu Niang was right, so he didn't reply.
Mei Jiu Niang shifted in Lin Chen's arms, finding a more comfortable position, her face pressed against his chest, her voice languid:
"When my master was young, which of the leaders and elders of the major sects in Zhongzhou didn't want to marry her?"
People were sending me elixirs, cultivation techniques, and magical artifacts—the gifts piled up like mountains, but my master didn't take a single one of them.
Why?
"She said those people were so boring, always with a straight face, pretending to be so serious, just looking at them made her want to vomit." Mei Jiu Niang poked Lin Chen's chest.
"You're different. You're not proper at all, inside and out."
Lin Chen chuckled lightly: "Are you praising me?"
"you guess."
"I won't guess!" Lin Chen pouted.
Mei Jiu Niang chuckled and continued:
"What if my master takes a liking to you when you meet her?"
Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you say your master has high standards?"
"What if she's blind to your true nature?"
Lin Chen opened his mouth, but was speechless.
Mei Jiu Niang continued, her tone becoming more serious: "You, although you're not exactly serious, have one thing—"
"What?"
"There's a certain quality about you that makes people want to get closer. It's not because you're good-looking, nor because you're powerful or influential, it's just—" Mei Jiu Niang thought for a moment, then found a somewhat inappropriate word.
"You have a kind of light about you, not the light of cultivation, but a different kind of light."
Lin Chen wondered when he had become a luminous body.
Mei Jiu Niang began to draw circles with her fingers again, one circle after another, slowly, as if she were writing some kind of character.
"However, if you really have the ability to take down my master, I would be happy to see it happen."
Lin Chen was truly speechless: "Am I really that lustful in your eyes?"
Mei Jiu Niang raised her head and looked at Lin Chen, saying in an annoyed tone:
"Don't think I don't know what you men are thinking, and what kind of identity Shan Lingkongya is hiding in your backyard."
However, although you're a womanizer, you're not heartless. You treat all the women you're with well, and that's enough.
Lin Chen looked at Mei Jiu Niang without saying a word.
Mei Jiu Niang felt a little embarrassed by Lin Chen's gaze, so she buried her face back and spoke in a muffled voice:
"Stop watching, go to sleep."
Lin Chen smiled and hugged her tighter.
The moon outside the window was very big and round, hanging in the sky like a silver plate.
Mei Jiu Niang suddenly spoke again, her voice muffled: "Lin Chen."
"Um."
"When are you going to see my master?"
Lin Chen didn't reply.
Mei Jiu Niang continued, her tone becoming somewhat somber:
"That passage is almost open. My master said that once the passage opens, the world will be in chaos, and it won't be so easy to see her again then."
Lin Chen was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's wait a bit, some of my family members are due to give birth soon."
Mei Jiu Niang didn't say anything more, just hummed in agreement and closed her eyes.
After a while, her breathing became steady, she fell asleep, and a smile remained on her lips.
Lin Chen looked down at Mei Jiu Niang; she looked quite well-behaved while asleep.
She's not like the enchanting woman she was during the day, nor is she like the utterly seductive woman she was just now.
She was just an ordinary, soft-spoken woman.
Lin Chen reached out and tucked the stray hairs from Mei Jiu Niang's forehead behind her ear.
When his fingers touched her cheek, she rubbed against Lin Chen's palm like a cat.
Lin Chen smiled, withdrew his hand, hugged her, and closed his eyes.
The candle flickered a few times and then went out.
Only moonlight shone in through the window, a silvery white light spreading across the bed and over the two of them.
Mei Jiu Niang rolled over, buried her face in Lin Chen's shoulder, and put her legs on his legs, her posture so unrestrained that it didn't seem like a woman's.
Lin Chen was pinned down by her and couldn't move. He didn't struggle, just lay there, looking at the top of the tent.
The curtains were purple, and when the moonlight shone on them, they turned a pale purple, creating a hazy, indistinct effect.
His mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts—the rift in the Central Plains, the extraterrestrial passage, the once-in-ten-thousand-years cleansing.
An old woman at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, several women in her family who are about to give birth, and the future of the Great Evolution.
After thinking for a while, Lin Chen stopped thinking about it.
There's no use thinking about it; what's meant to happen will happen.
Lin Chen closed his eyes and hugged the person in his arms tightly.
The night breeze slipped in through the cracks in the window, feeling cool and refreshing.
The curtains swayed gently.
A few chirps of insects came from afar, then silence fell again.
This night was exceptionally long.