Chapter 972: Come hug me

Shan Shan desperately struggled to break free from the dream.

But when she woke up, she found her whole body still hot, yang energy rising in her dantian, and this yang energy clearly did not belong to her.

Ao Jing had described to Shan Shan the series of bodily changes that occurred after inhaling the incense of the dragon-head incense, and Shan Shan's current condition was almost identical to what he had described.

Shan Shan got up and went to the washroom.

While taking a shower, she pondered this matter.

Why, after a night of intimate contact with Ao Jing, did she begin to experience exactly the same reaction?

As a cultivator, Shan Shan could glimpse the answer by thinking a little deeper.

Ao Jing's severe condition from last night visibly improved after sleeping with her; this is yin-yang harmony.

It seems Shan Shan not only helped Ao Jing, but Ao Jing also left his supreme yang qi with her.

This supreme yang qi was not as overbearing as Ao Jing's from last night, yet it was hard to ignore; Shan Shan understood it couldn't be dispelled by just a couple of cold showers.

Shan Shan couldn't help wondering, if she felt this bad, how must Ao Jing be feeling?

After finishing her shower, should she go look for Ao Jing?

Would enduring it for one night make it pass?

Before Shan Shan could decide what to do next, the washroom door was pushed open, and a heat source quickly approached.

Shan Shan's room was a private domain; ordinary people would not just barge in, let alone boldly enter her washroom.

At this moment, besides Ao Jing, no one would do such a thing.

When that familiar aura enveloped her, Shan Shan's first feeling was not anger or fury, but a sigh.

When she needed him, he happened to be there.

This perfect sense of fit left both of them, who were in the throes of passion, extremely satisfied.

The sound of the water flowed on for an unknown length of time.

From under the showerhead, to the washbasin, then into Shan Shan's favorite large bathtub… time kept passing.

At first, both were swept up by intense affection.

After two rounds, they had figured out some of the nuances.

Yin-yang harmony, isn't that the essence of dual cultivation?

In the unseen, fate actually pushed these two deeply loving people to this step; perhaps it's a pleasant surprise?

When the supreme yang qi in both of their dantians was successfully fully transformed, and powerful inner strength flowed unhindered and filled each other's bodies, the earlier slight anxiety from the 'exposed secret' had long vanished.

After an unknown amount of time, when Ao Jing had cleaned them both, placed Shan Shan on the bed, he turned and prepared to go clean the washroom.

He is a decent person, also a bit of a neat freak; if he gets dirty, he must clean it up immediately.

Moreover, he repeatedly intruded into Shan Shan's private domain; if he didn't clean up afterward, he would surely leave her a bad impression.

Over time, Shan Shan would probably grow tired of him.

But unexpectedly, Shan Shan grabbed his hand.

Her voice was a little hoarse, soft, still carrying a hint of amorous feeling: "Where are you going?"

Ao Jing soothed: "Going to clean the washroom, I'll be back soon."

"No." Shan Shan acted coquettish: "Come hug me, let's talk."

Ao Jing naturally could not ask for more.

Cleaning can be done anytime; Shan Shan rarely acts coquettish, expressing her need to him, so he will surely satisfy her first.

Shan Shan's bed is large; even though Ao Jing is tall and big, after getting under the covers and holding Shan Shan in his arms, they can still roll around on the bed.

Ao Jing kissed Shan Shan's forehead and asked: "What do you want to talk about?"

"After last night ended, I was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow." Shan Shan said, "But today I don't feel tired at all; on the contrary, my essence, qi, and spirit are excellent."

Upon hearing Shan Shan say that, Ao Jing immediately understood her meaning: "Good dual cultivation is indeed like that; it greatly benefits both parties."

Shan Shan asked: "Does dual cultivation have good and bad varieties?"

"Of course." Ao Jing explained: "Some dual cultivation is purely one side sucking the other's essence blood; some are incompatible, even causing mutual loss, with no good outcome."

Shan Shan laughed: "According to what you say, we're quite compatible."

"Of course." Ao Jing said without hesitation: "We are universally regarded as a match made in heaven."

Pa.

With a soft sound, Shan Shan's slap landed on Ao Jing's cheek, not hard, accompanied by her giggle: "No shame!"

Ao Jing's face turned red.

It wasn't from the slap; he suddenly realized that what he had just said was indeed somewhat "shameless."

He found that in front of Shan Shan he was somewhat different from his usual self.

It was hard to keep his composure.

His words also came out much more frivolous than usual.

Could this be the change love brought to him?

Do other couples act like this when together?

But soon Ao Jing gave up; he grabbed Shan Shan's hand that had hit him, brought it to his lips, and kissed it.

He heard himself speak in an even more frivolous tone: "Being with someone I like, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

This time, Shan Shan's cheek instantly flushed over a large area.

Ao Jing watched Shan Shan's reaction and found it amusing and adorable.

He truly adored the girl in his arms.

For her, he would be willing to do anything.

Now thinking about it, her father's obstacle is nothing either.

Ao Jing only wanted to quickly marry Shan Shan and bring her home.

With an eight-person sedan chair and a proper matchmaker, he wouldn't need to sneak around like this anymore.

Of course, tonight he entered through the main gate, and he didn't set up any "no silver here three hundred taels" barrier again.

But early the next morning, as soon as light appeared at the window, Shan Shan began urging him to leave.

Her soft, boneless little feet pressed against his waist, relentlessly kicking him toward the bed's edge.

If the bed weren't big enough, Ao Jing would definitely have been kicked off the bed.

Ao Jing quickly got dressed, didn't forget to tidy the washroom, and before leaving, kissed Shan Shan's lips, also remembering to take out the trash as he left.

Hearing the door close, Shan Shan turned over and went back to sleep, feeling content.

Her lips curled slightly, her whole body feeling at ease.

During the day, Ao Jing first called Xiao Jiu, without mentioning anything between him and Shan Shan, just exchanging pleasantries, then indirectly probed Liu Junyan's mental state over the past two days.

From Xiao Jiu's words and tone, Ao Jing could tell the two elders had no intention of breaking them up, and he let out a slight sigh of relief.

After Ao Jing hung up, Liu Junyan, who had been waiting beside him, said discontentedly, "What's the meaning of this kid making that call? Not a word about him and Shan Shan—is he just paying respects to the old Buddha?"

Xiao Jiu gave him a sideways glance and teased, "It's my fault—my parents died early, so I never let you experience being given a hard time by parents-in-law; now I have to be the father-in-law myself, and if I do badly, it's not your fault, after all I lack experience."