Chapter 78 A Scoundrel Who Betrays His Master and Ancestors
When everything returned to calm, Su Meili was completely in Zhou Tian's arms.
She leaned against the rock by the hot spring, her body covered in fragrant sweat, which mingled with the hot spring water.
Her long, dark hair clung damply to her cheeks and neck, and her exquisite face was flushed with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction.
Zhou Tian held her close, feeling the flow of spiritual energy within his body.
The effects of dual cultivation with his master's wife were indeed extraordinary.
Although his cultivation level did not break through again, his foundation became more solid and his spiritual power became more refined.
"Master's wife..."
Zhou Tian lowered his head and whispered in Su Meili's ear.
"Is Master's wife satisfied with this gift from your disciple?"
Upon hearing this, Su Meili gave him a playful glare.
"Satisfied with what? All you do is bully your master's wife..."
Despite this, her eyes were full of smiles.
Zhou Tian laughed heartily and hugged her even tighter.
The hot spring was filled with steam, and the moonlight was soft.
The two embraced, enjoying the afterglow.
The hot spring steamed, and moonlight streamed down from the sky, casting a hazy glow in the misty air.
Zhou Tian held his master's wife, Su Meili, in his arms, feeling the warmth emanating from her soft and delicate body, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
"Master's wife,"
"You must be tired from just now, let me give you a massage."
Zhou Tian spoke in a low voice, his voice exceptionally clear in the quiet hot spring.
Su Meili was taken aback upon hearing this, and raised her phoenix eyes, which were still somewhat dazed, to look at Zhou Tian.
"You can also give massages?"
Her voice was languid with a hint of doubt, her red lips slightly parted, her breath warm.
Zhou Tian smiled and gently stroked her smooth shoulder with his fingers.
"Of course it will, Master's wife will know once she tries it."
Su Meili, however, keenly sensed something, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes.
"Is your massage... legitimate?"
She turned slightly to lean more comfortably against Zhou Tian's chest, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.
"I have this feeling that you're up to no good again?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tian wore an innocent expression.
"What you're saying, Master's wife? My filial piety is hardly improper!"
He was saying this, but his hands had already started moving.
He gently placed his hands on Su Meili's smooth back, his fingertips touching her delicate, porcelain-like skin.
Su Meili's delicate body trembled slightly.
She could feel Zhou Tian's warm and strong hands, but his movements were very clumsy, not at all like someone who knew how to massage.
The so-called "massage" was nothing more than using that as a pretext to roam freely over her body.
"you..."
Before Su Meili could say anything, Zhou Tian's fingers were already pressing on the acupoints on her neck and shoulders.
The force was neither too light nor too heavy, but it just happened to touch a certain nerve.
"uh-huh..."
A soft, coquettish sound escaped her throat uncontrollably.
Su Meili quickly bit her lower lip, her cheeks instantly turning red.
A hint of a smile flashed in Zhou Tian's eyes as he continued working.
He really doesn't know how to give massages.
He had never learned this skill in either his past or present life.
At this moment, the so-called massage was nothing more than an instinctive exploration of the master's wife's flawless body.
However, his cultivation at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm meant that his control over spiritual power had reached a state of perfection.
Even without understanding acupoints and meridians, the natural flow of spiritual energy can bring an indescribable sense of comfort.
Needless to say, his mind was not on the "massage" at all.
Slowly slide your hands down from your shoulders and neck, following the curve of your spine.
Wherever the fingertips touched, spiritual energy seeped into the skin like a gentle stream, nourishing every inch of the meridians.
Su Meili kept her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
She could clearly feel every movement of Zhou Tian.
Those hands sometimes moved as gently as feathers, and sometimes pressed down hard, roaming over her back.
The spiritual energy seeped into his body with his movements, bringing waves of peculiar sensations.
But what alarmed her even more was that Zhou Tian's hand was moving lower and lower.
It had already passed the waist and pressed against that firm, curvaceous line.
"Zhou Tian..."
Su Meili's voice trembled, carrying a hint of pleading.
"You...you're giving me a massage...that's so indecent..."
Zhou Tian leaned down and chuckled softly in her ear.
"Does your master's wife feel unwell?"
A warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Su Meili trembled all over.
Is it comfortable?
Of course it's comfortable.
The spiritual energy of the Zhou Tian was extremely pure. After seeping into her body, it was like a spring breeze and rain, gently nourishing every inch of her meridians.
The comfort that emanated from the depths of her bones almost made her groan out loud.
But unfortunately, the massage technique was far too suggestive.
Those hands roamed over her body, each touch carrying a clear possessive intent.
"I...I..."
Su Meili bit her red lips, unsure of what to say.
She wanted to push Zhou Tian away, but her body betrayed her, limp and powerless.
On the contrary, with the massage of Zhou Tian, a certain indescribable emotion arose in his body.
In the misty air, Su Meili's fair skin glowed with a faint pink hue.
Moonlight shone on her, and water droplets slid down her smooth back and into the hot spring.
The massage continued on Sunday.
His hands had already reached around to the front and were pressed against Su Meili's flat stomach.
The spiritual energy slowly seeped in, nourishing the dantian.
"uh-huh..."
Su Meili pouted again, her eyes now filled with tenderness.
She turned around abruptly, wrapped her arms around Zhou Tian's neck, and threw herself into his arms.