69novels Chapter 124 Beauty, Ropes, and Bindings
Chapter 124 Beauty, Ropes, and Bindings
Chapter 124 Beauty, Ropes, and Bindings
That night, the moonlight was perfect.
A full moon hangs high atop the misty peak, its clear light, like water, bathing every inch of Tingxuexuan Pavilion.
In the spacious bedroom, silver bone charcoal burned quietly in a bronze stove, and Mu Wanqing sat with her legs bent on a soft couch.
She changed into a plain white nightgown, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, which made her pretty face appear even more gentle. However, her gaze was vacant as she stared blankly at a corner of the wall, seemingly lost in thought.
Squeak—
The sound of the door opening startled the girl from her daze.
Mu Wanqing looked up and saw Russell enter the room. She subconsciously sat up straight: "Why have you been gone for so long? You haven't even had dinner yet."
Russell walked to the couch, casually took off his outer robe and draped it over the hanger, his tone tinged with a hint of helplessness: "Today I finally understand how difficult it is to be a teacher."
He spent almost the entire day on Kumārajīva and Murong Fu. He first persuaded Kumārajīva to give up his idea of becoming his disciple on the spot, and then spent a long time guiding them to enter the new world of the modified Great Brahma Prajñā and Taiji Xuanqing Dao.
Kumārajīva and Murong Fu's talents are beyond question; their aptitude and comprehension are both top-notch. However, there is an insurmountable gap between martial arts and immortal cultivation. Not to mention, the spiritual energy in this place is so thin that it is almost non-existent. If they want to truly embark on the path of cultivation, they will have to wait until he establishes his gang in half a month.
Russell waved his hand, skipping the topic, and stepped onto the soft couch, sitting down next to Mu Wanqing. As soon as he got close, he smelled a faint fragrance.
Well, based on his experience, this should be the scent of a young woman's body fragrance mixed with floral scents after a bath.
He leaned in, sniffed her hair, then looked intently at her: "Have you taken a bath?"
Mu Wanqing nodded gently, lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes cast a small shadow in the candlelight.
She knew what was going to happen next.
From the moment she agreed to his proposal during the day, she had been prepared. She couldn't say whether she was more excited or nervous during the entire day's wait, but now that the moment had truly arrived, her heart was beating faster than usual.
Russell raised his hand, his fingertips gently lifting her chin as he studied her face.
In the candlelight, her cool face was flushed with a faint blush. Her eyes were lowered and her lips were slightly pursed, showing both a girl's shyness and a forced composure.
Mu Wanqing did not dodge; instead, she tilted her head slightly, letting his gaze linger on her face.
She liked this feeling.
She was controlled, scrutinized, and depicted bit by bit by his gaze.
Her breathing became rapid at a visible pace, her chest heaving more and more, causing her plain white nightgown to tremble slightly.
Russell lowered his head and kissed her lips.
At first, it was just a light touch, a tentative caress, but then it gradually deepened, with lips and teeth intertwined and breaths mingling.
Mu Wanqing closed her eyes, put her hands on his shoulders, and responded awkwardly but passionately.
Their foreheads touched, their breaths slightly ragged. Russell's palm rested on her waist, feeling the astonishing warmth through her thin nightgown. Just as he was about to lean in and take it a step further, Mu Wanqing suddenly reached out and pushed against his chest, panting and her voice tinged with urgency: "Wait—wait a minute."
Russell paused, then looked up at her.
Mu Wanqing's cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering, but she still tried to steady her breathing and whispered, "I—I have something to give you."
Russell raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled, but nodded and stepped aside slightly.
Then he saw Mu Wanqing turn around, bend down, take a cloth bag out from under the bed, hold it in both hands, and stuff it into his hands.
The bag was heavy; I wondered what was inside.
Russell curiously opened the bag and stared wide-eyed at the various things inside.
Good guy!
He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, who was usually aloof and taciturn with an icy expression, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Mu Wanqing looked at this aloof person and wondered how there could be such a contrast.
This is absolutely fantastic!
Stared at by Russell's intense gaze, Mu Wanqing felt her shyness reach its peak.
She lowered her head, wishing she could bury her face in her chest, and dared not look Russell in the eye.
Actually, she wasn't sure what she was doing today.
She was also afraid that Russell would think she was promiscuous and that she was willingly degrading herself.
But as the story goes, husbands and wives should be honest with each other.
She bit her lip, her heart pounding, waiting for Russell's reaction.
Then she heard a soft laugh, and secretly looked up to see Russell's lips curving into a wide smile, his eyes shining brightly.
"Wanqing, you are such a wonderful surprise." Russell took out the gag from the bag and patted Mu Wanqing's head as a reward.
One night passed.
The next morning, as dawn broke.
Russell pushed open the door with a refreshed expression and stepped out of the bedroom. The morning breeze from the mountains carried a crisp coolness on his face. He took a deep breath and felt completely relaxed and comfortable.
After walking a few steps along the corridor and turning a corner, Russell saw a white figure leaning against a pillar, engrossed in a storybook. He paused, "Didn't you say you wanted to explore this world properly? Why are you back so early?"
Xiao Bai raised her eyes, her foxy eyes curving into two crescent moons as she looked at him with a smile: "If I hadn't come back earlier, how could I have witnessed such a wonderful love scene?"
Russell: "————"
He glared at her without any expression.
Xiao Bai, however, remained oblivious and continued speaking to herself, her voice sweet and coquettish as if she were whining: "Oh dear, I'm afraid I'll be treated like this in the future, won't I? That would be troublesome. My body is weak and I can't withstand such treatment."
Russell's temple throbbed with veins. He stepped forward and tapped her on the head.
"Ouch!" Little White covered her head, looking at him with teary eyes.
"Stop pretending," Russell said menacingly. "I'll have you tonight."
Little White immediately covered her chest with both hands, looking like a frightened deer, and began to sob softly, "Waaahh ...
"Alright, alright," Russell interrupted Xiaobai's performance, "Seriously, what brings you back?"
Xiao Bai stopped crying, and the panic and grievance on her face vanished instantly, returning to her usual lazy and charming appearance.
She raised the storybook in her hand, her tone tinged with a hint of dejection: "It's all the same in the human world, nothing much to see. These storybooks are the only good ones, so I bought some."
To be honest, she was indeed somewhat disappointed.
I thought that things would be different in this new world, but I never expected that even without the conflict between good and evil, or the distinction between humans and demons, there would still be deceit and intrigue among mortals.
The disputes in the streets and alleys are more trivial and more annoying than the struggles in the world of cultivation.
Upon hearing this, Russell was also helpless.
The only lesson humanity learns from history is that humanity never learns from its mistakes. There's a saying that there's nothing new under the sun, and that's exactly the case.
The human heart is unpredictable, sometimes even more so than spirits and demons.
He thought for a moment and said, "If you're really bored, I can ask Bilian for a cell phone so you can watch some dramas."
Xiao Bai's eyes lit up. Having crammed on a lot of modern knowledge, she naturally knew what a cell phone was and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! Could you also download some single-player games for me?"
Now, she has no interest in any of the world's troubles and just wants to be a quiet, stay-at-home girl who does nothing but eat and wait to die.
Russell gave an "OK" sign, then lay down next to Xiaobai, resting his head on her chubby thighs.
It is soft and fragrant, with an excellent tactile feel.
Xiao Bai let him rest his head on her pillow and continued flipping through her new storybook.
Russell leisurely opened the chat group, and the familiar virtual panel appeared before his eyes.
Russell: "@Zhang Chulan. Hey, are you free? I need to buy two phones for you."
The reason there are two parts is naturally to give one to Mu Wanqing as well.
Zhang Chulan: "Yes, yes, Brother Luo, wait a moment."
Zhang Chulan's reply came quickly. After understanding the specific requirements, a red envelope popped up within a few minutes.
Russell opened the app, and two of the latest Huawei phones appeared in his hands, complete with screen protectors.
Bertrand Russell: "So patriotic?"
Zhang Chulan: "It was given to me by the company."
Russell's lips twitched.
Meanwhile, in the world of Under One Person, there's the staff dormitory at Na Du Tong.
Stripped down to just his boxer shorts, Zhang Chulan closed the chat group and slapped away a hand that was trying to reach into his crotch.
"Sister Bao'er, the phone really isn't there!"
Feng Baobao withdrew her hand and innocently said "Oh".
Zhang Chulan stood shirtless in the center of the room, spreading his hands towards the three people in front of him: "See, this is it."
Xu San opened his mouth, pushed up his glasses, seemingly trying to find some logical flaw. Xu Si, on the other hand, accepted it quickly, rubbed his chin, circled Zhang Chulan twice, and clicked his tongue in amazement, saying, "It's not just made up in the novel. Interesting, really interesting."
Yes, Zhang Chulan has already told Xu San, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao about the chat group.
He thought it over carefully and realized that the chances of him fooling those shrewd people in the company were practically zero.
Rather than being targeted, investigated, and plagued by various troubles later, it's better to lay things out now. After all, the four of them are in the same boat. Xu San and Xu Si are trustworthy, and Bao Bao is one of their own.
Xu San finally recovered, used his telekinesis to lift the pile of wrinkled employee uniforms in the corner into the air, threw them back to Zhang Chulan, took a deep breath, and tried to make his tone sound more professional: "How many people are in your group now?"
As Zhang Chulan put on his clothes, he counted on his fingers: "Besides Boss Luo, whose background I don't know, there's Lu Mingfei from 'Dragon Raja,' who joined the group around the same time as me. Then there's Xiao Yan from 'Battle Through the Heavens,' and recently Ye Fan from 'Covering the Sky' joined as well—"
"What the hell!?" Before Zhang Chulan could finish speaking, Xu San couldn't hold back any longer, even mentioning Doupo and Zhetian—
Xu Si's reaction was much more straightforward. He skillfully hooked his left arm around Zhang Chulan's neck, and with his right hand, he pulled out a cigarette from somewhere, put it in Zhang Chulan's mouth, and even thoughtfully lit it.
"Not bad, Zhang Chulan," he said with his signature nonchalant smile, "You've already hooked up with a big shot. If you ever become an immortal, don't forget about Bao Bao and us brothers."
Zhang Chulan, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, was about to say, "Fourth Brother, you're speaking too soon," when suddenly he saw Xu Si's free right hand reach towards his crotch!
Holy crap!
In that instant, Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank, and golden light burst forth from his entire body.
boom-!!!
Golden light burst forth from Zhang Chulan's body as if it were a tangible substance, instantly illuminating the entire dormitory building!
A violent shockwave emanated from him, spreading in all directions. The windowpanes rattled violently, and the water glass on the table shattered. Xu Si was sent flying backward as if hit by a train, crashing heavily against the wall before sliding down it, grimacing and cursing as he clutched his back.
Zhang Chulan stood still, the golden light around him slowly receding. Looking at Xu Si, who was being helped up by Xu San and looked pained, he couldn't help but complain, "Fourth Brother! Even if you're going to try something, you don't have to be so ruthless!"
With Xu San's help, Xu Si struggled to his feet, rubbing his back and cursing, "Damn it—he really wasn't lying—"
In fact, he didn't believe Zhang Chulan's nonsense at all.
He thought Zhang Chulan was just spouting nonsense about chat groups, time travel, and Xiao Yan and Ye Fan; that kid never said a word that was true.
You can lie about anything, but you can't lie about your cultivation level.
Given the intensity of the golden light spell that Zhang Chulan unleashed just now, if it had been used during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony a few months ago, Zhang Lingyu would have been beaten so badly that she wouldn't have recognized her own grandmother.
Xu San adjusted his glasses; the lenses reflected the light, obscuring his expression. After a moment of silence, he asked, "According to what you said, our world should also have a corresponding storyline, so what is Bao Bao's ending?"
Zhang Chulan scratched his head: "It's not finished yet."
"————"
"It's really not finished," Zhang Chulan said innocently, seeing three pairs of eyes staring at him. "Don't be fooled by the length of the comic. It's actually filled with flashbacks, and the main plot hasn't progressed much at all. The author is just padding the story every day. I don't know what will happen to my baby in the end."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a cold glint flashed past.
Feng Baobao pulled out two kitchen knives from somewhere, their blades gleaming coldly under the light. She looked at Zhang Chulan expressionlessly and said in a Sichuan accent, "Let's go find him and ask him."
Zhang Chulan:
Tingxuexuan (Listening to Snow Pavilion)
After teaching the novice how to use the phone and taking the opportunity to grope him, Russell returned to his bedroom satisfied.
The moment the door was opened, a warm breeze wafted out, and the silver bone charcoal was still burning quietly, making the whole room cozy and warm.
Mu Wanqing had been awake in bed for a long time, but there was nothing she could do.
He could neither see clearly, nor speak, nor move an inch.
She looked up at the sky, her clear, cold eyes covered by silk. A gag held her mouth open, stretching her cherry lips into a rounded arc, allowing her to only utter muffled sobs. Her hands were tied behind her back with practiced skill, and her long legs were raised high, crossed, and bound behind her neck. Her whole body was curled into a resilient and beautiful posture.
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Her skin was as white as snow, her curves were breathtaking, and every inch of her exuded stunning beauty.
Upon hearing the door open, she immediately struggled to lift her head and face the doorway, making urgent "woo-woo" sounds through her gagged mouth.
Russell closed the door, his gaze falling on the tightly bound body, a slow smile curving his lips.
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