r18novel Chapter 82 Will Yuhao be unable to breathe?
Chapter 82 Will Yuhao be unable to breathe?
Chapter 82 Will Yuhao be unable to breathe?
In the time that followed, Huo Yuhao truly felt a deep sense of "oppression".
Using "in dire straits" to describe it might not be an accurate description.
He watched as Zhu Lu, now even more voluptuous after being possessed by his martial spirit, sat on his back and struggled to complete a push-up; he and Ning Tian held hands tightly for a whole round, feeling the delicate warmth from each other's palms.
Pushed by Ning Tian and Cui Yajie, they cornered the bewildered Wang Dong'er against the wall, gazing deeply into her eyes; and in full view of everyone, they kissed Xiao Xiao's smooth forehead.
She even completed the difficult challenge of sucking away a piece of paper stuck to Cui Yajie's lips through a thin sheet of white paper with her mouth.
The process and details of the various punishments are truly difficult to describe.
In comparison, Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao were clearly not as willing to go all out as Ning Tian and the others.
Wang Dong'er was punished by drinking three cups of Yan Hai Qiong Jiang, and Xiao Xiao also drank two cups.
The effects of the medicinal wine quickly took hold, causing both of them to blush and their eyes to become glazed.
Seeing that they were really uncomfortable, Huo Yuhao helped them reduce some of the effects of the medicine. After that, the two of them fell into a deep sleep on the sofa, completely withdrawing from this "game" that was gradually getting out of control.
Without the relatively innocent Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao present, or perhaps because they had lost their minds.
Ning Tian boldly pulled out several different styles of maid outfits from his wardrobe.
However, due to the size issue, Wu Feng had to take out hers to use.
Even so, the maid outfit that Wu Feng took out still looked a bit tight on Zhu Lu, who already had a very voluptuous figure, especially the chest area, as if the buttons were about to burst open at any moment.
Huo Yuhao looked at the four girls in front of him, dressed in maid outfits, each with a different style but equally alluring.
Ning Tian, spoiled yet possessing the aura of a master; Wu Feng, awkward yet exuding a touch of cold elegance; Zhu Lu, shy yet alluring due to the tightness of her clothes; and Cui Yajie, charming and captivating.
Especially after Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie possessed their martial souls, the appearance of cat ears and fox tails, combined with their slightly ill-fitting sexy maid outfits, made them look even more voluptuous and full of indescribable allure.
As for the games that were originally used as a cover, they were completely forgotten.
The so-called grand adventure that followed seemed more like an excuse that Ning Tian and her friends came up with at will.
Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie sat on Huo Yuhao's laps, one on each side.
The soft, warm touch emanated from the clothing, accompanied by the girl's unique fragrance, making Huo Yuhao's mind wander.
Huo Yuhao was also able to verify that the base of the tail, which is generated after the Beast Martial Soul is attached to the body, is also an important sensitive point.
Especially Cui Yajie's big tail, which is very moist, like touching a ball of snow-white skin, smooth and silky.
Of course, whether it's Zhu Lu's slender black cat tail or Cui Yajie's fluffy fox tail.
When Huo Yuhao's fingers lingered or gently kneaded the base of their tails, both girls would instinctively cover their mouths, but cat-like meows would still escape through the gaps between their fingers.
A misty fog quickly filled their beautiful eyes, and their cheeks turned so red they looked like they could bleed.
Hearing that suggestive sound, the atmosphere in the room instantly became even more ambiguous.
Everyone present seemed drunk, their heads spinning.
Even Huo Yuhao himself eventually couldn't figure out whether he was being punished or rewarded.
Everything that happened tonight was like opening the door to a new world for him.
He suddenly felt a dry mouth and throat.
At some point, Ning Tian, who had been sitting next to them, quietly stood up and went behind the sofa.
She leaned down and naturally wrapped her arms around Huo Yuhao's neck, the close contact bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.
Ning Tian brought his lips close to Huo Yuhao's ear, his sweet breath swirling around it.
This inexplicable stimulation made Huo Yuhao feel a strange fire burning in his lower abdomen.
"Yuhao, are you ready for the next big adventure?"
Ning Tian spoke softly, with a playful smile, yet it jolted Huo Yuhao's tense nerves.
What? There's an even bigger one?
Just as Huo Yuhao was in shock, Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, who had been sitting on his lap, stood up, supporting each other.
They both glared at Huo Yuhao reproachfully, then turned and left the room with slightly unsteady steps, preparing to change their clothes, which had become a bit sticky, in the bathroom outside.
The door was closed again.
A strange light flashed in Ning Tian's light blue eyes.
She loosened her arms from around Huo Yuhao's neck and looked at Wu Feng, who had been sitting on the other sofa for a while, seemingly detached from the situation.
Ning Tian walked to the coffee table and picked up a thin cookie stick.
She walked up to Wu Feng and, without saying a word, shoved the cookie stick into his hand.
"Feng Mei, it's your turn next."
Upon hearing Ning Tian's words, Wu Feng's body visibly stiffened.
When she overheard Ning Tian, Zhu Lu, and Cui Yajie discussing their plans outside, she felt something was amiss, but she didn't have a strong feeling about it.
But after witnessing the almost intimate interaction between Zhu Lu, Cui Yajie, and Huo Yuhao, Wu Feng felt an extremely awkward feeling welling up inside him.
But this was the young master's order, and I had to carry it out.
I cannot let the young master down.
Wu Feng bit her lower lip, stiffly put the biscuit stick in her mouth, and leaned forward slightly, almost kneeling in front of Huo Yuhao.
Ning Tian then walked back behind Huo Yuhao, gently wrapping his arms around Huo Yuhao's neck again, resting his chin on Huo Yuhao's shoulder in an intimate gesture.
Wu Feng looked at the two people in front of him, whispering sweet nothings to each other, their intimate demeanor evident.
But this is how I am, how I am in front of him.
A strong sense of bitterness and grievance suddenly welled up from the bottom of Wu Feng's heart.
"Young Master, I...I can't do it."
Wu Feng's body went limp, and he slumped onto the carpet. Large tears welled up in his wine-red eyes and slid down his cheeks like pearls from a broken string.
The cookie stick that was in his mouth fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Wu Feng's vision blurred, and the tears that flowed from his mouth tasted extremely bitter.
"Ning Tian, isn't this a bit too much for you?"
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly, looking at Wu Feng, who was slumped on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. The desire that had arisen from their previous ambiguous interactions had now vanished. He couldn't help but remind Ning Tian behind him.
Ning Tian's smile also faded.
Her gaze was complex, then she spoke softly, her voice carrying a hint of sigh, or perhaps a touch of disappointment: "Fengmei, is that really how it is?"
"Young Master, I..."
Wu Feng raised her tear-filled face and looked at Ning Tian.
A strange tightness gripped her heart, as if her deepest secret was about to be revealed.
"Feng Mei, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is both very large and very small. So small that you're the only one among your peers who has kept up with me, so small that my figure has become the entirety of your vision." Ning Tian spoke to himself.
"Fengmei, back then you and I were inseparable best friends. But I don't know when it started, you cut your long hair and began to cultivate desperately, wanting to become stronger. I know you wanted to share my responsibilities and help me."
"I was truly moved and grateful for your hard work. But Fengmei, do you know why I cut my long hair later too?"
Wu Feng was stunned when he heard Ning Tian's words, and his sobbing stopped.
This issue can be said to be a knot in Wu Feng's heart that has always been there.
She even asked Ning Tian directly, but didn't get a clear answer.
The young master was most beautiful and gentle when he had long hair, which was even what attracted her the most.
Ning Tian's lips also revealed a bitter expression.
How could she not have noticed Wu Feng's somewhat abnormal feelings for her back then?
At the time, she was afraid of losing her only friend and didn't know how to deal with this heavy feeling. She only thought of subtly reminding her by cutting her hair, but this only caused Wu Feng to fall deeper and deeper into the relationship.
In the end, Ning Tian could only hope that Wu Feng would grow up, leave the relatively closed environment of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, discover the abnormality of his feelings, and find a suitable partner.
Ning Tian walked to Wu Feng's side, reached out, and touched Wu Feng's right cheek, which was streaked with tears.
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"You couldn't do it just now, was it because I was in front of you? Or because of what Yuhao and I were doing just now?"
"Fengmei, if you really couldn't do it, you wouldn't have worn this dress. If you really couldn't do it, you wouldn't have thought about not helping me. If you really couldn't do it, you wouldn't be jealous. Right?"
Ning Tian withdrew his hand and looked calmly at Wu Feng.
"Fengmei, just admit it, you don't see me anymore. But if you don't want to, it's okay. Yuhao already has plenty of girls around him, and it would be easy for Zhu Lu and Ya Jie to take your place."
As they spoke, Ning Tian walked back behind Huo Yuhao and naturally wrapped his arms around Huo Yuhao's neck again, his warm breath escaping once more.
"After today, I'll grow my hair long again, Yuhao. Will you like it with long hair?"
Hearing the immense amount of information contained in Ning Tian's words, Huo Yuhao, who was already somewhat stiff, could only nod mechanically when Ning Tian asked him a question.
He then realized that this seemingly gentle and charming blonde young lady might have a hidden, cunning side, and that her words to Wu Feng just now were clearly a deliberate attempt to mislead him.
Wu Feng, slumped on the ground, lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Am I right, young master?
Wasn't I sad because the young master made intimate gestures towards Huo Yuhao?
Is it because of Huo Yuhao that you are sad?
"Well, I think it's getting late, how about we end it here?"
Huo Yuhao felt it was necessary to save Wu Feng, otherwise the child might be crippled by Ning Tian.
"Huo Yuhao! Where are you planning to run to?"
Wu Feng suddenly raised his head, his words filled with obvious anger.
She reached out and pressed down on Huo Yuhao, who was trying to get up, her wine-red eyes fixed on him with unprecedented seriousness.
"Young master, please give me another cookie stick."
Ning Tian looked at Wu Feng, whose aura had suddenly changed, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips. He stuffed another cookie stick that he had prepared earlier into Wu Feng's mouth.
Wu Feng, with a biscuit stick in his mouth, approached Huo Yuhao again.
As the cookie sticks drew closer, Huo Yuhao could clearly smell the warm fragrance emanating from Wu Feng.
The cookie sticks grew shorter and shorter until their noses touched and their lips met.
Huo Yuhao saw his own somewhat bewildered face clearly reflected in Wu Feng's wine-red eyes, in those pupils filled with complex emotions.
Then Wu Feng forcefully wrapped his arms around Huo Yuhao's neck.
Their lips, which had just touched, were gently bitten and pulled apart by her silver teeth.
The moist blending evoked a tingling, electric current.
Ning Tian, who had been smiling, lost his smile upon seeing this scene.
She hadn't even kissed Huo Yuhao yet, and Feng Mei had already done it?
Even if this was part of his original plan, intended to break Feng Mei's inner demons.
But you two are kissing deeply right in front of yourselves, is that right?
Fengmei, shouldn't you give in by now?
Will Yuhao be unable to breathe?
Ning Tian tried to reach out and separate their heads, but stopped halfway through raising his arm.
If I stop it now, will I seem petty?
Ning Tian's face was filled with conflict.
Until the door was pushed open again.
Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, who had gone out to wash up, returned chatting and laughing. They had both changed into pajamas and looked exceptionally youthful and beautiful.
Startled by the sound of the door being pushed open, Wu Feng hurriedly opened his mouth.
Before leaving, she couldn't help but gently bite Huo Yuhao's lips a few times, wanting to leave her mark.
"Yuhao, why are you so skilled?"
The witch breathed warmly as she opened her mouth, her eyes glazed over, and asked in a low voice.
She had taken the initiative to kiss him, thinking she could take the lead, but unexpectedly, Huo Yuhao immediately turned the tables and controlled the rhythm, leaving her only able to passively follow his guidance.
"It's probably because you're too weak."
Huo Yuhao's eyes darted around, unable to look directly at the beautiful woman in front of him whose face was flushed.
In the previous three months, he had probably kissed Hyotei countless times.
Just like do you remember how many slices of bread you've eaten?
Even the slightly awkward and clumsy feeling of kissing Wu Feng was something Huo Yuhao savored.
Wu Feng let out a soft snort of dissatisfaction, but didn't dwell on the matter too much.
Since she's already been caught by this womanizing man, why should she be jealous over something like this?
Sensing the curious gazes from Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, Wu Feng quickly stood up from in front of Huo Yuhao.
However, seeing the young master's pale face in front of him, Wu Feng felt a chill run down his spine.
Could I have gotten too cocky and made the young master jealous?
"Young Master, let's go wash up too."
Wu Feng rubbed his hands together, and said somewhat awkwardly.
"Um."
Ning Tian gave a perfunctory reply and walked out of the room first.
Seeing this, Wu Feng became even more nervous and quickly followed behind Ning Tian.
She felt that she would probably be thoroughly interrogated by Ning Tian in the bathroom later.
But since it was the young master himself who told me to do this, there shouldn't be a big problem, right?
Wu Feng silently comforted himself.
(End of this chapter)