Even though the Spiritual Energy around her was affected by Mo Ruxue, under Xu Sheng’s deliberate arrangement, she could naturally see everything happening outside.
It was a gap in information. Zhu Yuexi had no idea Xu Sheng’s abilities had reached this level.
Otherwise, no matter how foolish she was, she wouldn’t have eavesdropped so openly.
Xu Sheng didn’t hide anything.
She could clearly hear everything happening in the room.
Xu Sheng’s conversation with the other person, their gasps, even the sounds of their bodies rubbing against each other—all of it was painfully distinct.
Zhu Yuexi felt like she couldn’t breathe.
She could imagine everything taking place indoors.
Xu Sheng and Li Qingqing were undoubtedly the people Zhu Yuexi hated most in this world.
Especially Xu Sheng.
This man had truly taken away a part of her innocence. Her first man—no matter how much time passed, Zhu Yuexi doubted she would ever forget him.
She ought to hate Xu Sheng to death. She ought to loathe him utterly.
But hearing the sounds next door, imagining Xu Sheng with another woman, the suffocating weight in her chest left her completely breathless.
This was something she should have known all along… Li Qingqing was Xu Sheng’s maidservant, she had a certain charm, and she was a seductive vixen.
And Xu Sheng was a beast who couldn’t control his lower half…
How could the relationship between them ever be innocent?
This was something she should have anticipated.
But…
Zhu Yuexi was dazed. She reached out and touched her cheek.
It was soaking wet.
‘What… what’s happening to me?’
Her tears kept streaming, and the sounds of pleasure from the room continued unabated.
‘My heart hurts so much.’
‘Why is this happening?’
Zhu Yuexi didn’t understand. She leaned against the door, crouched down, and buried her head in her knees.
…
Xu Sheng didn’t intend to actually go all the way with Li Qingqing so soon.
This wasn’t about stringing anyone along, nor was it false modesty on his part.
The “sweet date” he had given Mo Ruxue a few days ago was meant to tell her that he hadn’t yet taken Li Qingqing’s Yuan Yin.
It wasn’t a promise, but if Mo Ruxue asked later, it would be hard to explain.
At the same time, the intimacy between him and Li Qingqing was intended to provoke Mo Ruxue and Zhu Yuexi.
Such provocation needed to be gradual.
He and Mo Ruxue hadn’t even done anything real yet, so using a physical relationship to provoke her now would be too soon.
If later he and Mo Ruxue did share something, Li Qingqing’s effect on Mo Ruxue would become negligible.
So Xu Sheng didn’t go to the final step.
Li Qingqing was clever. She could probably guess Xu Sheng’s thoughts, and she didn’t ask him about it.
Instead, she simply took out the small porcelain bottle she had prepared earlier.
Xu Sheng glanced at the bottle and knew what was inside.
He didn’t use it immediately but instead leaned closer to Li Qingqing, who was sitting on his lap.
Li Qingqing seemed momentarily stunned.
Sure enough, no matter how aloof a person was, it was hard to stay calm when locking eyes with Xu Sheng’s clear gaze.
And what Xu Sheng did next was something Li Qingqing had never imagined.
Xu Sheng tilted his head slightly and moved closer to Li Qingqing.
Such a posture…
The space between their lips was less than a finger’s width apart.
The scent that had captivated Li Qingqing countless times was now right in front of her.
She remembered last night.
Last night, her mouth had been full of Xu Sheng’s scent, and it had spread all the way to her belly. Just smelling it had made her feel like she was floating on air.
But even then, Li Qingqing had never so much as hoped for a kiss from Xu Sheng.
Sometimes that’s how it was.
When you adored someone to the point of madness, the repressed feelings made you want to lock them away, devour every inch of their body, just to be together forever.
But kissing was different.
Li Qingqing’s admiration for Xu Sheng was so deep that she didn’t even dare to hope for a kiss.
And now Xu Sheng was right there.
Xu Sheng hesitated, not lowering his head. Li Qingqing felt like her heart was about to stop.
Then Xu Sheng spoke:
“You don’t want this?”
‘I don’t want it?’
No…
Li Qingqing almost blurted out the word “No.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she heard his words.
She opened her mouth and pressed closer to Xu Sheng.
First, there was utter silence. Then, a cannonball exploded in her mind.
‘So this is how it feels?’
‘How can it be this soft?’
‘So this is the taste?’
Li Qingqing almost uncontrollably began to take.
Even Xu Sheng was startled.
It wasn’t completely without technique—on the contrary, the kiss had rhythm—but it was fiercely aggressive.
Was this Li Qingqing’s talent?
And this was exactly what Xu Sheng wanted.
For Mo Ruxue, all Xu Sheng needed was enough intimacy with Li Qingqing to spark her jealousy.
As for Zhu Yuexi…
He and Zhu Yuexi had already had physical contact.
So for Zhu Yuexi, what he had said earlier was an insult, but the effect on her jealousy was limited.
How could he amplify that jealousy?
Naturally, through something more intimate—
A kiss.
That was Xu Sheng’s plan.
So when he felt Li Qingqing’s fervor, he responded in kind.
Xu Sheng heard the sounds. As a cultivator, and deliberately eavesdropping, Zhu Yuexi couldn’t miss them.
He wondered what she was thinking, hearing the sound of their kiss.
With that thought, Xu Sheng wanted to have a little fun.
His gaze flickered to the tea on the table.
He pulled back from the kiss. Li Qingqing was completely lost in the moment.
Her eyes were seductive as she looked at Xu Sheng; even though there was a coolness in her features, her dazed state was obvious.
“Wait, let me drink some water.”
Xu Sheng interrupted.
Li Qingqing obediently nodded.
Xu Sheng picked up the teacup, a smile on his lips.
“You must be thirsty too.”
With that, he downed the tea in one gulp.
If Zhu Yuexi outside had seen this, she probably wouldn’t have understood its meaning, but Li Qingqing immediately caught on.
Li Qingqing opened her mouth.
…
Zhu Yuexi covered her lips, using almost all her strength to keep from gasping out loud.
Hearing their conversation, she was initially puzzled.
But after catching the subsequent sounds and verbal hints, she understood what the two were doing inside.
Kissing…
Drinking water…
Zhu Yuexi’s brain was probably just as feverish as Li Qingqing’s inside the room.
She even had the urge, several times, to burst into the room and stop that shameless pair from continuing.
She had always acted without considering consequences.
But her legs were weak, and she couldn’t imagine what expression she would wear if she pushed the door open to face them.
In the end, she just leaned against the door, dazed.