Dinner is exceptionally sumptuous. To avoid incessant questioning for Yan Yuchen, Wang Zixue only invited Wang's parents to the same table, excluding other elders.
With a table full of dishes, Yan Yuchen savored every bite. Wang's parents refrained from asking about his cultivation, instead, they kept urging him to eat and engaged in casual conversation.
The atmosphere seemed quite harmonious. After he was full, father Wang exchanged a discreet glance with mother Wang. She chuckled, helped Yan Yuchen with some food, and said, "Nephew, our daughter Xue'er has always loved hearing stories about immortals and is fascinated by their world. Since you're a disciple of the Demon Subduing Sect, can you help bring Xue'er into it?"
The atmosphere at the table instantly became tense. Wang's parents anxiously awaited his response. Wang Zixue, however, giggled and said, "Mother, you're talking nonsense. Not everyone can enter the immortal sects. I'm just an ordinary person. Don't trouble Mr. Yan."
Mother Wang looked at Yan Yuchen earnestly and said, "Nephew, you saved Xue Er's life. Both her father and I hope she can stay by your side to serve you as a way of repaying the debt."
Father Wang added, "Our Wang family always repays kindness; we won't owe anyone."
At this moment, Yan Yuchen finally understood their intentions. However, as a lowly handyman of the Demon Subduing Sect, he had no authority to bring anyone inside. "Uncle and Aunt, I truly didn't lie to you. I'm just a handyman cleaning up trash in the sect, with a humble status and no ability to bring anyone in."
Yan Yuchen had to honestly admit. Wang's parents exchanged glances, chuckled, and said, "Eat, just eat."
They didn't believe him, thinking it was Yan Yuchen's excuse. They also knew that their relationship wasn't close enough for such a favor. Wang Zixue, sitting next to Yan Yuchen, lightly touched his arm and whispered, "Mr. Yan, don't mind my mother's words. I haven't had the chance to repay your lifesaving grace; why would I trouble you again?"
Yan Yuchen gave a bitter smile, realizing no matter what he said, they wouldn't believe him. He didn't bother explaining further and said, "I might stay at your place tonight and leave tomorrow."
"so soon?" Wang Zixue's delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Yan Yuchen nodded, "Yes, it's unavoidable."
He stood up from his chair, "I'll excuse myself for a moment; please continue."
Guided by a servant, he walked outside. Not far away, he faintly heard mother Wang's voice from the dining table: "He's leaving tomorrow; time is pressing. Let Xue'er handle things with him tonight; he won't shirk his responsibility."
Father Wang remarked, "I fear those cultivators are ascetic and can resist temptations."
Mother Wang coldly laughed, "No matter how ascetic, as long as he's a man, we have ways to deal with it! Our Xue'er is so beautiful, and that young man, with his tender age, lacks restraint. We just need to..."
Wang Zixue remained silent throughout. Yan Yuchen, with his sensitive perception, keenly heard their conversation despite the distance. Thinking about the parents scheming to get their daughter into the world of cultivation, he couldn't help but find it amusing. If one day they discovered he was just a lowly handyman, he wondered what their expressions would be like. After relieving himself, he returned to the dining table.
Father Wang raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "Come, nephew, let me toast to you again."
The wine here wasn't liquor; it had a sweet and mellow taste, offering a unique flavor. Yan Yuchen stood and finished the drink, then politely said, "Uncle and Aunt, I have important matters tomorrow, so I won't keep you company any longer. I'll rest in my room."
Wang Zixue also stood, "I've finished eating. Let's take a walk."
Yan Yuchen, seeing it was still early, agreed. After the two left, mother Wang walked to his seat, picked up his wine glass, and slyly smiled, "Not a drop left."
Father Wang nodded and coldly instructed a subordinate standing nearby, "Order the servants in the mansion not to approach Miss's courtyard tonight, or they'll face severe consequences!"
"Yes!" The person acknowledged and hurriedly left.
In the long corridor, the night breeze gently blew, and the bright moon hung in the sky. Yan Yuchen accompanied Wang Zixue for a short walk and suggested, "The night is getting cool; let's go back and rest."
Wang Zixue looked at him pitifully and whispered, "Is the young master trying to get rid of Zixue quickly? Want to send Zixue away?"
Yan Yuchen gave a bitter smile, "Of course not. I'm just concerned you might catch a cold."
Wang Zixue moved closer to his chest, her eyes shining with the moonlight, and softly said, "Then can't the young master get a little closer, giving Zixue some warmth?"
Scenting the fragrance emanating from her, Yan Yuchen's heart suddenly felt a bit warm. Suppressing the impulse to embrace her, he said, "I'm a bit cold too, and I want to go back to rest."
Wang Zixue held his hand, her other soft hand pinched his palm, and coquettishly said, "Sir, you're really good at deceiving people. Cultivators are afraid of the cold?"
Just as Yan Yuchen was about to explain seriously, Wang Zixue pulled him onto a nearby path, blinking her watery eyes, "Now that there's no one around, didn't Sir want to see the exit leading outside? Come with Zixue."
Yan Yuchen initially intended to refuse, but for some reason, his body felt a bit feverish, and his blood seemed to be gradually heating up. Watching this graceful girl beside him, listening to her soft words from her fragrant lips, his throat felt dry, and he involuntarily walked with her. Before long, they arrived at an elegant small courtyard.
Strangely, they hadn't encountered any servants or patrolling guards along the way. Wang Zixue led him into the courtyard, pushed open the door, and walked in. In the fragrant boudoir, the scene was enchanting—red curtains, pink petals, and a captivating fragrance filled the entire room. By the window, there was a bath bucket emitting steam and filled with hot bathwater.
Yan Yuchen halted, stammering, "I... I'll come back tomorrow."
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Wang Zixue suddenly embraced his waist from behind, softly saying, "Sir, this lady is just a delicate young woman. Is Sir afraid this lady will devour you?"
Yan Yuchen's heartbeat increased and he wanted to pry her hands away, but suddenly he found that he had no strength left in his body.
Wang Zixue let go of him, stretched her hands to her waist, began to untie her clothes, and said softly: "Master, wait a moment, Xue'er has been running around all day, so she needs to take a shower first."
After that, she untied her clothes and pulled her skirt. It slipped to the ground, and in an instant, a snow-white, tender, naked and perfect body was revealed.
"Wow!"
There was a sound of water and petals splashed in all directions.
She jumped into the barrel, her eyes filled with smiles.
Yan Yuchen froze in place, his whole body burning hot.
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