"Hmm... no clues come to mind. Xuandu City’s aristocratic families are just those few. Qin Jia is dead, Guh Siqing as well, and recently we’ve just offended a Huang Yiyi, but she doesn’t seem like the type to have such tricks up her sleeve, I really can’t figure out who it could be," An Yiqing said with a troubled frown.
Gu Yelin reached out and gently brushed An Yiqing’s brows, smoothing the slight crease, and said in a low voice, "Don’t think about it for now. I’ll have someone keep an eye on Xuandu’s movements in the coming days, and they will inform you immediately if there’s any news."
"Mm, okay." An Yiqing lay lazily upon Gu Yelin’s body, idly fiddling with his long hand, "Ah Lin, I feel like my recent bottleneck has loosened a bit. I had a fight last night, and I think I’m about to break through. I’ll find some time to go into seclusion soon to see if I can break through to the Innate Late Stage."
The bottleneck of the Mid-Level Innate Realm had already held her up for several months, no matter how An Yiqing practiced there was no progress, but who knew that just a fierce fight last night would loosen her bottleneck. If the masked woman knew about this, she would probably be infuriated.
"Good, you must tell me before you go into seclusion. Also, get ready these days, I plan to start the potential training sometime soon."
An Yiqing immediately perked up, sitting up from the sofa with a "swoosh," straddling Gu Yelin’s body.
"When? Mm, I’ve been waiting for so long!"
Gu Yelin had a smile in his eyes as he looked at the glowing An Yiqing. He affectionately scraped her little nose and said indulgently, "I’ve already arranged everything, just waiting for you to break through the Mid-Level Innate Realm, and we can train anytime. Prepare well, this training will be tougher than you imagine."
"Yes, yes, yes, I’m all prepared!" An Yiqing nodded her head like a pecking rooster, looking charmingly silly. She stretched out her arms to wrap around Gu Yelin’s neck, and her little bottom wriggled forward a couple of times, "Mm, Ah Lin, why are you so nice?"
Gu Yelin was a normal man with vigorous vitality. With the warmth and softness in his arms, and the little bottom on his legs not staying still, the fragrant scent from his treasure invaded his nostrils in waves, causing him to become somewhat absent-minded.
His Adam’s apple moved slightly, and Gu Yelin’s dark eyes gradually deepened. His voice carried a sexy rasp: "Tutu, I’m hungry."
An Yiqing’s little face turned red, she wasn’t a fool, how could she not notice the changes in Gu Yelin. She shyly blinked her eyes and extended her two little hands to block the intense gaze from Gu Yelin’s dark eyes.
"Don’t look..." An Yiqing’s voice was soft, like a pool of spring water.
Gu Yelin felt his heart almost melt. He pulled down An Yiqing’s two little hands covering his face, said no more, and his sexy thin lips fervently pressed against hers.
The night, profound, under a scarce moon and stars.
On the big bed, there was ambiguity, honeyed tenderness...
The next day, early morning.
Warm sunlight sprinkled delicately across the white bed, gently caressing the pair wrapped in slumber under the blankets.
The man’s arm, uncovered outside the blanket, was robust and powerful, with beautifully defined and sexy lines. His arm circled the slender waist of the giggling woman in his embrace in a possessive and domineering manner, yet without making her feel the slightest restriction.
And the woman lying in his arms, buried her delicate little face in his neck, her cheeks rosy, her little mouth slightly pursed, exhaling fragrant breaths. Her soft little hand innocently rested on his sturdy waist, her whole body enclosed in his arms, without a patch of skin exposed.