Chapter 12: Yan Meng’er’s Turn
Yan Zhen had always considered himself merely the protagonist.
He received a script from the system, acting out a specific story on this stage called “Mystic Heaven Continent.”
Everyone was an “actor,” cooperating in performing this story, but only Yan Zhen knew he was acting.
Only after the script was finished, meaning the world was stabilized, could he return to being himself and start a new life.
But why did he have childhood memories? He remembered that the script provided by the system didn’t include this “side story.”
No, his childhood memories should be from Earth.
“Cousin~~~”
Seeing Yan Zhen standing motionless, Yan Meng’er thought he had changed his mind. She called out to him coquettishly, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him.
Yan Zhen blinked, walked over, took off his shoes, climbed into bed, and lay down beside Yan Meng’er.
As soon as he lay down, a soft, warm, and smooth body pressed against him. She then rolled over and climbed on top of him, her slender arms wrapping around his neck, her ample 36D chest, incongruous with her cute, childlike face, pressing against his chest, flattening slightly, providing an unparalleled massage.
Yan Meng’er was petite, so Yan Zhen didn’t feel uncomfortable with her on top of him. It felt like holding a soft and fragrant pillow.
However, the distinct feel of skin against skin indicated she wasn’t wearing a nightgown!
—This silly girl, sleeping naked in the middle of winter!?
“Cousin, is Meng’er’s body warm?”
Yan Meng’er’s voice was sweet and slightly coquettish. Except for those three years, she had always spoken to Yan Zhen like this.
The blood relation between cousins within the clan was distant, so Yan Meng’er had developed feelings for Yan Zhen early on. As Yan Zhen grew older and became more outstanding, Yan Meng’er’s affection for him deepened.
However, when they were younger and Yan Zhen experienced his downfall, Yan Meng’er couldn’t bear the gossip and didn’t dare to approach him, making a grave mistake that she deeply regretted.
Fortunately, heaven had given her a second chance through rebirth.
Yan Meng’er gazed lovingly at Yan Zhen’s face and giggled. “A concubine’s basic duty is to warm the bed~”
Looking at his cousin’s adorable face so close to his, Yan Zhen felt a surge of tenderness, but knowing she tended to push boundaries, he didn’t show it.
Her unique fragrance, a blend of green tea’s freshness and black tea’s aroma, filled Yan Zhen’s nostrils. It was just like her, always hiding certain thoughts, wanting to surprise the person she liked.
“I cultivate Fire Mystic Power. I don’t need a bed warmer.”
“It’s different. The bed Meng’er warms is not only warm and fragrant, but it also has a big ‘Meng’er hug pillow’ that Cousin can hold and do whatever he wants with, relieving the stress of the day, so Cousin can have a good sleep~”
“By ‘Meng’er hug pillow,’ you mean yourself?”
“Hmm~”
“A bit heavy, though.”
“Cousin, you’re so mean~ Meng’er isn’t heavy at all.”
Feeling Yan Zhen’s warm breath, the affection in Yan Meng’er’s eyes gradually turned into desire. She pleaded coquettishly, “Cousin, hug me~”
Yan Zhen embraced her, his hands resting on Meng’er’s back, gently caressing her skin.
The smooth texture was exquisite, like touching the finest silk, making it hard to resist.
Moving downwards, her firm buttocks offered a different kind of softness compared to her breasts.
“Mmm~”
Yan Meng’er moaned softly, her face flushing crimson. She lowered her head slightly and took the initiative to kiss Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen slowly responded.
They continued until they had to break apart for air.
Yan Meng’er lifted her head, her eyes filled with desire as she gazed at Yan Zhen.
“Cousin…”
Yan Zhen understood, rolled over, and pressed her beneath him, cooperating as Yan Meng’er helped him undress. Then, he began his advance.
Without her older sister to share the burden, Yan Meng’er found it difficult to handle Yan Zhen’s intensity. Pleasurable moans escaped her lips as she was quickly overwhelmed, her tongue lolling out, her eyes unfocused. A single release nearly made her faint, her limbs weak, unable to continue.
She loved Yan Zhen too much, so every time he made love to her, it felt like he was taking control of her body, and she couldn’t last long.
Unwilling to end it so soon, Yan Meng’er gritted her teeth, propped herself up on the bed, and lifted her hips high, welcoming the second round.
This time, she utilized the bedroom techniques she had learned, finally making Yan Zhen fill her completely.
Yan Meng’er briefly fainted, waking up after a while, feeling completely drained, not wanting to move a single finger, lazy like a silkworm.
But she still managed to move closer, snuggling into Yan Zhen’s embrace, and fell asleep.
The next morning, as Yan Zhen left his cousin’s room, he bumped into Instructor Yu Xuan, who lived across the hall.
Instructor Yu Xuan was carrying bedsheets and walking towards the bathroom. Seeing him, she didn’t greet him but quickly walked past, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Yan Zhen blinked, his mind filled with a series of suggestive images.
—No, no, Instructor Yu Xuan isn’t that kind of… promiscuous girl… probably.
Remembering how Instructor Yu Xuan enthusiastically left marks on him, practically sucking every inch of his skin, Yan Zhen reconsidered.
—Instructor Yu Xuan seems to be exactly that kind of girl, just doesn’t show it on the outside~
After breakfast, Yan Zhen went to the Fire Refining Starry Sky to continue his cultivation.
His Extreme Flame Sword Embryo had just taken form and needed to be tempered and refined before transforming into his natal sword.
Besides that, he couldn’t neglect his alchemy either.
The next evening, after leaving the bathroom, Yan Zhen didn’t return to his room but headed towards Yan Ruyu’s room.
To his embarrassment, before he could even knock, Mi Xue’er, wearing a nightgown, walked over and looked at him with a knowing expression.
“Little Brother Yan Zhen, are you… sleeping in Ruyu’s room tonight?”
Yan Zhen blushed and nodded. “I promised them, one companion per night.”
“I see.” Mi Xue’er’s expression was slightly melancholic, but there was a hint of envy in her voice. “That’s nice.”
“Uh… yeah…”
“Then I won’t disturb you. You can go in.”
“Goodnight, Senior Sister Xue’er.”
“Goodnight to you too, but I doubt you’ll be sleeping so soon. After all, Ruyu is… quite skilled.”
Mi Xue’er sighed, turned around, and took a couple of steps. Just as Yan Zhen was about to knock, she suddenly turned back, quickly walked up to him, and said defiantly, “I won’t give up!”
Then, she kissed him, sucking on his lips. Before Yan Zhen could react, she released him and ran back to her room even faster than before.
Yan Zhen clearly saw her face flush all the way to her ears.
“…”
Creak, Yan Ruyu’s door opened. She peeked out, saw Yan Zhen, and her expression immediately became nervous.
“Yan… Yan Zhen, you’re here. W-welcome, come in.”
Yan Zhen, equally embarrassed, nodded and entered his cousin’s room.
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