Watching Song Hanzhang's sensual silhouette, the already tipsy Li Chuan steeled himself and followed her directly.
Thinking about how Zhang Dabiao and the others were still striving for Su Qinghe while he was about to enjoy the goddess they spoke of, Li Chuan felt a surge of superiority!
After washing the oil off his hands, Li Chuan happily walked into the room.
The room seemed to be filled with some kind of fragrance, and it smelled delightful.
Scanning the room, Li Chuan noticed the dress Song Hanzhang had just worn was tossed on the bed, and from the restroom beside it came the sound of water running.
Li Chuan turned back and closed the room door, quietly walking to the restroom door. Song Hanzhang was enjoying her shower while humming a little tune, her mood evidently very good.
Remembering her actions at the dining table just earlier, Li Chuan couldn't contain his excitement and pushed the bathroom door open by about two centimeters, peeking inside.
Under the shower, crystal-clear droplets splashed and cascaded over Song Hanzhang's fair, smooth shoulders and back.
Song Hanzhang's arms, as delicate as jade lotus stalks, were traversing her jet-black hair, her voluptuous breasts, her slender waist, and her pert buttocks!
Seeing this, Li Chuan's breath nearly stopped!
He felt as if he were suffocating!
Under such strong visual stimuli, he found his body unwilling to budge. Even if he wanted to leave, his feet refused to obey!
His hand, moreover, couldn't control itself and pushed the bathroom door open a bit more.
At the same time, he pondered if he should just rush in and take her directly!
But at that moment, Song Hanzhang suddenly turned around, her gaze landing on Li Chuan.
Immediately, she gave a sly smile, picked up the showerhead, and aimed it at Li Chuan!
Frightened, Li Chuan hurriedly retreated, quickly closing the door.
Afterward, Li Chuan thought about it and still didn't go in.
A moment later, the water stopped, and Song Hanzhang dried her body, wrapped in a towel, emerging from the restroom.
Seeing Li Chuan standing dumbfounded in the middle of the room, Song Hanzhang didn't bother to change clothes but walked over and pulled Li Chuan's ear: "You cheeky boy, your courage is growing! If I hadn't noticed earlier, would you have barged in and forced yourself on me?"
"Sis, how you talk… if you didn't agree, how would I dare…"
"And what wouldn't you dare?"
With that, Song Hanzhang let go of his ear, sat on the bed: "Come on then."
"Do... what?" Li Chuan asked nervously.
"Do your head! Come and give me a massage!" Song Hanzhang rolled her eyes.
"Oh! Oh! Then lie down on the bed." Only then did Li Chuan understand.
"Mm."
Song Hanzhang obediently lay on the bed.
By this time, Li Chuan already felt his throat dry as he quickly climbed onto the bed upon hearing her words.
Song Hanzhang said nothing, lying there quietly as Li Chuan began to massage her.
"Hmm? Why is this massage different from last time? Last time you started with my back, but this time you're starting with my buttocks, what are you up to?"
"Sis, you might not know, but the massage sequence is originally different. Last time I started from your shoulders, this time it starts from the lower area, then works upward, spreading outward. It's like cultivating, gathering energy in the Dantian in the abdomen. I'm using this method to first excite the cold energy within you…"
"Alright, alright, just massage, no need for all that."
Li Chuan laughed, continuously pressing on her perky buttocks.
There was some respite as his hands moved along, but when Li Chuan's hands slowly reached Song Hanzhang's inner part, she broke out in goosebumps.
Yet, her skin was truly tender and smooth!
"Sis, your skin is excellent, so white, so supple, and elastic, under the sunlight, it seems to glow. Forget you're almost thirty, even claiming to be eighteen wouldn't be a problem! None of the new arrivals could compare to you!"
"Hey, are you complimenting me or teasing me? Did you just stare at the girls during your military training?"
"Sis, absolutely not. I genuinely think you're so beautiful, that I can't help but praise you."
"Tell me," Song Hanzhang suddenly said, "what's the matter with you and Zhao Qingyao?"
Li Chuan was taken aback, he didn't expect her to ask that.
But judging from her tone, she didn't sound blaming, more like she was simply curious about his relationship with Zhao Qingyao.
Li Chuan, unsure of what to say, simply knelt on her back, pressing down with his knees, which gave Song Hanzhang such comfort that she let out a soft moan!
Massaging for a while, he reached out, unwrapping the towel on her body until Song Hanzhang lay exposed!
Yet, Song Hanzhang seemed unaware, continuing to lie there, eyes closed, enjoying the moment.
Li Chuan skillfully applied pressure along Song Hanzhang's back, as each acupoint was worked on, her moans intensified, droplets of sweat appearing on her fair back.
This technique came from the "Ghost Gate Pulse Technique," complementing the "Lingxi Mutual Sensitivity Technique," yielding twice the result with half the effort during dual cultivation. Using it on Song Hanzhang now, naturally, produced strong effects!
Completing the technique, Song Hanzhang was unable to control herself, face flushed, her pale skin turning a shade of red.
At this point, Li Chuan briefly explained his relationship with Zhao Qingyao.
Of course, claiming they were merely ordinary friends.
Song Hanzhang, at this moment, couldn't care less about what was going on between Li Chuan and Zhao Qingyao because she felt like her body was on fire, breathing heavily, as her inner sanctuary began to release a frosty vapor.
"Chuan, your… massage technique is different than before… this is too…"
Li Chuan teased: "Sis, are you uncomfortable?"
"Comfortable, yes, but… I feel… strange… you cheeky kid, are you doing it on purpose?"
"Sis, this is a family heirloom cultivation technique, not something just anyone can enjoy! Our family ancestors relied on it to cultivate into immortals!"
"Oh… I can't take it anymore…"
Saying this, Song Hanzhang suddenly flipped over, and Li Chuan had no choice but to follow suit.
When Song Hanzhang sat up, she realized her towel had slipped off long ago, leaving her entirely bare.
Thus Song Hanzhang's face turned even redder: "You cheeky boy…"
Li Chuan, full of admiration, said: "Sis, you're so beautiful. If I could marry a wife like you, I'd gladly live three years less!"
Since both parties were now open, Li Chuan no longer held back.
With determination, he lunged forward and kissed Song Hanzhang on the lips!
Meanwhile, his hands traveled downwards, covering the majestic peaks, kneading firmly.