Chapter 19: Who Took My First Time?!
Yan Zhen’s heart skipped a beat. He turned back.
“What is it?”
Yun Xiu, concerned for him, said, “…You’ve been busy taking care of us. You need to rest too.”
Jiu Youyue nodded in agreement. “Yes, Little Zhenzhen. It’s safe here. The Mystic Beasts won’t find us. Look, there are no signs of their activity in the cave.”
“That’s true, but… better safe than sorry.”
“There’s no need to worry. Although we’re injured, our Mystic Lord senses are still active. We’ll sense any danger.”
“My senior sister is right. Don’t worry too much, Little Zhenzhen.”
Cultivators at the Mystic King realm and above could sense the ubiquitous energy of the world. Although their senses weren’t as refined as those of Soul Cultivators, their range was vast.
And Mystic Lords possessed an innate intuition for danger, making them difficult to ambush.
However, this wasn’t what he wanted to know. He wanted to see if they would object to sharing a tent.
In the script, when he had suggested moving them both into the tent, they had protested, refusing to be near each other.
But their injuries had been severe. Spending the night in the cave could lead to them catching a cold, worsening their condition.
He had ignored their protests, carrying them both into the tent. They had then demanded he sleep in the middle, as a “protective barrier,” preventing them from attacking each other during the night.
Now, their attitudes were too peaceful, not at all like mortal enemies. Even their earlier battle hadn’t been as intense as described in the script. He suspected their relationship wasn’t as bad as he had thought.
If they agreed to sleep together peacefully, it would confirm his suspicions, indicating another deviation from the script.
If they demanded he sleep in the middle, as in the script, it would mean his suspicions were wrong. They weren’t friendly, but simply hiding their hostility.
“Alright then, I’ll rest too… Don’t worry, I’ll sleep outside the tent.”
He watched their reactions, their voices overlapping.
“No, it’s too cold outside! Come sleep in the tent, Little Zhenzhen!”
“We have the mat and the blankets.”
His eyes narrowed. It seemed they still didn’t want to sleep together, needing him, their neutral savior, as a buffer.
“Are you sure? You don’t mind?”
“I don’t mind… It’s your tent anyway, Little Zhenzhen. And you’re my savior. But my senior sister… I’m not sure. She’s quite conservative. I doubt she’ll accept sharing a bed with a strange man.”
Jiu Youyue patted the space beside her.
“Sleep next to me, Little Zhenzhen.”
“Don’t treat me like some old-fashioned prude!” Yun Xiu said, her voice calm. “Besides, he’s just a child. What’s there to be concerned about? Yan… cough, Chen Zhen, sleep on my side. It’s more comfortable here.”
They exchanged glances, their eyes clashing, a silent battle of wills.
— That temptress… she clearly wants to sleep with him! I have to protect him from her clutches!
— That repressed hypocrite… she’s trying to steal him from me! Always emphasizing “son-in-law, son-in-law,” she’s clearly fantasizing about the forbidden nature of their relationship!
He, however, was confused. Wasn’t he supposed to sleep in the middle, separating them?
“Um, I…”
They both interrupted him.
““Chen Zhen/Little Zhenzhen, which side do you want to sleep on?””
Their gazes, intense and unwavering, made him feel pressured. He tried to compromise.
“How about… I sleep in the middle?”
Their expressions instantly turned cold, as if they were looking at a two-timing scumbag.
“Whatever.”
“Greedy~”
They both turned away, their backs facing each other, leaving a space for him in the middle.
He scratched his head, unable to understand their logic.
They had invited him to sleep with them, clearly wanting him as a buffer. Now that he had offered, they were unhappy?
…
He removed his shoes, carefully lying down between them. Although he tried his best to avoid touching them, the space was just big enough for his body. Contact was inevitable.
They both shivered, but they didn’t move.
“Well then… goodnight?”
He inhaled their faint fragrance, his exhaustion overwhelming him. He closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
…
Hearing his breathing becoming steady, Yun Xiu felt a surge of desire. She hesitated, then casually rolled over, her gaze discreetly drifting towards him, only to find Jiu Youyue’s face already pressed against his neck. She hissed, her voice low.
“What are you doing?!”
Jiu Youyue licked his neck.
“He’s sleeping soundly beside me, completely defenseless. What else would I do? I’m going to… ravish him~”
The unfamiliar term confused Yun Xiu for a moment, then she frowned.
“Stop it, Jiu Youyue! Let go of him! Don’t disturb his sleep!”
Jiu Youyue ignored her, her arms wrapped around his waist, her nose buried in his neck, inhaling his scent.
“I’ve been holding back all day! No, I’ve been holding back for years! Just let me… reward myself, Sister~”
“But you can’t do that while he’s asleep…”
“That’s the best time! He’s completely defenseless~ Don’t you want to touch him, kiss him, Sister?”
Yun Xiu looked at his peaceful sleeping face, then forced herself to look away.
“I… don’t.”
“Then I’ll enjoy him alone.”
She threw a leg over him, her hand undoing his belt, slipping beneath his shirt, her fingers resting on his slightly rising and falling stomach.
His abs weren’t defined, but she could still feel them, his skin rougher than hers, less delicate, but she found the firmness strangely alluring.
She kissed his cheek, then her hand reached for his pants, ready to explore further, but Yun Xiu grabbed her wrist.
“Jiu Youyue!”
“Let go, Sister.”
“No! You’re… shameless! How can you…”
“I’m a temptress. Shameless is my nature. Besides, Sister, haven’t you noticed? His… virginity is gone. I need to inspect his… little friend to confirm.”
“His virginity is gone? You… you mean…”
Jiu Youyue’s gaze sharpened.
“It seems Little Zhenzhen has already… experienced another woman. And they’ve even performed dual cultivation!”
Huh?
This news was a blow to Yun Xiu. Her mind went blank, and her grip loosened unconsciously.
Jiu Youyue, freed, seized the opportunity, her fingers deftly exploring. After a moment, she sighed, her voice filled with frustration.
“It’s true… Damn it! Who stole “my” first time?!”
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