Sang Dai felt that the little fox had completely changed.
In the past, Su Xuan would still put on an act in front of her. After all, they had been sworn enemies for so many years. Sang Dai had been muddled and misunderstood him too much in the past, always beating the little fox half to death, but Su Xuan would always recover and then come back to fight her again.
When they first arrived in the Beast Realm, the little fox wanted to get close to her, but because of the misunderstandings between them in the past, he still acted like an immature and aloof little fox in front of her.
Sang Dai never even dreamed that such a day would come.
Su Xuan held her hand, his head buried in her neck, and he pulled her down.
“Dai Dai, like this.”
Sang Dai’s face turned bright red, her mind so muddled that she lost the ability to think.
Just now, Su Xuan had even pressed in a little, but aside from feeling discomfort, she didn’t feel anything else. However, now it was different—she could really feel the touch.
Su Xuan bit her ear, breathing heavily, and said, “Dai Dai, it’s like this.”
Sang Dai withdrew her hand, burying her face in the brocade pillow, pretending not to hear.
Her pitiful appearance was especially cute, and Su Xuan loved it immensely. He leaned forward to kiss her cheek and whispered in her ear, “Dai Dai, I taught you.”
Sang Dai closed her eyes and whispered, “Su Xuan… let’s just do it directly.”
She didn’t dare to touch him, nor did she dare to do as Su Xuan had just taught her. The sword cultivator’s face was too thin; it wasn’t even a fraction as thick as the little fox’s.
Su Xuan slightly lifted his body and turned Sang Dai’s face away. “Dai Dai, open your eyes.”
Sang Dai absolutely refused to open her eyes, and the little fox could only threaten, “If you don’t open your eyes, I’ll kiss there.”
She had truly let him catch her, and Sang Dai immediately opened her eyes.
“I’ve opened them.”
Su Xuan laughed at her, kissing her lips. “So cute.”
They were both naked, and when Sang Dai opened her eyes, she could see the little fox’s prominent collarbone below his Adam’s apple, his broad chest, and his clearly defined abdominal muscles. Further down… she didn’t dare to look, wishing she could poke her eyes out.
His body temperature was very hot, his skin, which was already pale, subtly flushed, his fluffy ears standing on top of his head, and his silver hair cascading from his shoulders down onto her body.
The little fox buried his face in front of her and kissed her. Sang Dai closed her eyes, struggling to breathe. The Nine-Tailed Fox clan’s teachings about mating cycles weren’t for nothing. Even though he only had theoretical experience, once he got hands-on, he became proficient in a short time. By judging Sang Dai’s voice and her slightly arched waist, he could tell whether she was uncomfortable or enjoying it.
“Su… Su Xuan…”
Su Xuan held her hand, their fingers intertwined, and one hand grasped her palm.
“Is it okay, Dai Dai?”
His voice was deep, and Sang Dai knew he was enduring great difficulty.
Sang Dai’s breathing also became rapid, and she asked him, “Su Xuan, how about we just do it directly…”
Su Xuan still refused. “No, Dai Dai, don’t say such things.”
He squeezed her palm and, breathing heavily, said, “Just use this.”
Sang Dai opened her eyes and looked into his.
【Dai Dai, is it okay?】
Sang Dai saw the sweat on his forehead, the struggling desire in his eyes, his tightly tensed muscles, the throbbing veins on his neck, everything telling her that Su Xuan was in immense pain.
She repeated her words: “I really don’t mind… Su Xuan, I don’t mind…”
Fairness or not, she truly didn’t mind. Su Xuan had helped her so much, and her guilt toward him almost made her willing to agree to anything he asked.
She repeated the phrase, but Su Xuan could tell she was trying to convince herself.
She was convincing herself to endure for him, to give everything to him, even at her own expense.
Su Xuan closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
He pulled the blanket over Sang Dai, holding her close: “Dai Dai, I’m sorry, we won’t do it.”
How could Su Xuan let her suffer for his sake?
She was too pure, too soft-hearted.
Sang Dai struggled to get out: “No, we should continue, the Jiexin Grass has a strong effect on you.”
The little fox held her tighter: “Let me recover, okay? We won’t do this.”
So close, Sang Dai could see the tears on his long eyelashes, the sweat on his forehead, and his temperature, which was becoming unbearably hot. He was truly in pain.
Sang Dai softly asked, “If we use our hands… would you still feel pain?”
Su Xuan didn’t reply, holding her tight, forcing his meridians down, gritting his teeth and refusing to respond.
If he opened his mouth, Sang Dai would see his blood.
Sang Dai was silent for a moment before calling out to him: “Su Xuan.”
Su Xuan slightly opened his eyes.
At that moment, Sang Dai broke free from his embrace, lifted the blanket, and pulled him in.
She tilted her head slightly to kiss his Adam’s apple, but she really didn’t know how to do it. She only gently pecked at it, but the inexperienced action made Su Xuan’s rationality crumble in an instant, as if his mind became clouded.
Sang Dai had practiced swordsmanship for years, and her tiger palms and fingertips had thin calluses. As these calluses brushed over the little fox’s body, he completely lost his ability to react.
The little fox bent down to kiss the sword cultivator’s lips, sucking on her soft tongue, one hand causing chaos in front of her, the other gripping her waist.
Sang Dai tasted his blood because he had just used spiritual energy to reverse his meridians, causing his blood and energy to surge.
She silently sent her spiritual energy to help suppress some of his intense emotions.
Sang Dai was too gentle, and when she heard Su Xuan’s heavy breathing, she thought she had hurt him. So she became even more cautious, but the little fox nearly cried.
He bit her ear and groaned: “Dai Dai… Dai Dai, please don’t do this…”
Sang Dai misunderstood again, hurriedly softening her movements: “Did I hurt you? I really don’t have experience.”
Su Xuan also realized what it was like to shoot himself in the foot. His breathing was shaking, his shoulders trembling, and the arm supporting himself on her felt like it had no strength left. He almost couldn’t hold up his own body, turning to lie down and pulling Sang Dai into his arms.
“No, no, darling… it’s not like that, you don’t need to worry about me. You can do whatever you want to me…”
【Can you make it a bit harder… Dai Dai, don’t do this to me.】
Sang Dai understood his words and quickly averted her gaze, no longer looking at him. “You… you do it yourself… I really can’t…”
Su Xuan cupped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her, while his other hand reached under the silk blanket and placed it over the back of her hand. Su Xuan’s palm was too hot; he was hot everywhere right now, and Sang Dai felt a heat spread through her whole body.
The little fox held her hand and was self-sufficient. Sang Dai closed her eyes and endured his kiss, her heartbeat in disarray, letting him pull her hand.
Sang Dai was a diligent sword cultivator. Even though she was a woman, her physical strength was great. By the age of ten, she could swing a sword five thousand times a day without ever feeling any soreness in her wrists.
She had further realized the towering and dominant physique of the Nine-Tailed Fox. In every way, it was superior to that of human cultivators. No wonder it had hurt so much earlier. Sang Dai was a person who could endure, but just a little earlier, she almost broke Su Xuan’s arm.
The little fox’s voice was also pleasant to hear. She couldn’t tell if he was doing it on purpose or if it was really that comfortable. He kept breathing heavily in her ear, his lips kissing her recklessly, not shy at all in expressing his pleasure, as though telling Sang Dai that he was very comfortable and happy.
Sang Dai kept her eyes closed, not daring to speak, thinking it would end soon. But even when she could no longer lift her wrist, Su Xuan still hadn’t stopped.
Unable to hold back, she spoke: “Su Xuan, my hand hurts.”
The little fox’s mind was unclear, and he instinctively kissed her cheek to comfort her. “It’ll be over soon, just wait a little longer, okay?”
His “soon” was still two quarters of an hour later and it hadn’t ended.
Sang Dai could no longer endure and bit him at his collarbone: “It really hurts… Su Xuan, I feel uncomfortable…”
The little fox sighed deeply, turned Sang Dai around, and pressed his chest against her back, biting the soft flesh of her shoulder and neck.
“Dai Dai, close your legs.”
Sang Dai quickly understood his meaning. She pulled the silk blanket over her face, with their breaths mixing in the air. Her back trembled, and the hand holding the blanket loosened and curled again, wanting to block her ears and mouth. Why did she have to hear these sounds? Why did she herself make these sounds?
She had never received so much theoretical knowledge in her life as she had today. She didn’t know there could be so many different ways. His strength was heavy, not holding back at all. Sang Dai felt like her soul was being shattered by him. Although they hadn’t truly done anything, it felt as though they had done everything.
He had nearly crossed the line many times, and Sang Dai had even allowed him to continue, telling him it was fine, but the little fox gritted his teeth and held back, refusing to go further, only letting the sword cultivator close her legs tightly.
Sang Dai felt like a long time had passed. Even a person as physically strong as she was couldn’t endure it. It was already evening outside. She was truly tired and couldn’t help but turn around and push him. “I’m really tired… Su Xuan, I want to sleep for a while…”
Su Xuan hugged her waist tightly, pulling Sang Dai completely into his arms, and biting her shoulder from behind. He mumbled, “Soon, just a little longer, please bear with it.”
But when he said that, it no longer counted. He said “a little longer,” but Sang Dai endured for much longer. Until the sky outside was completely dark, she began to sob, and his strength grew heavier. After a deep, rough breath, Su Xuan released her. She collapsed weakly on the silk pillow, her black hair spilling over her back, covering the red marks left on her snow-white spine.
Su Xuan held her for a while, and neither of them said anything. The windows in the room were tightly closed, and the temperature in the room rose with the heat from Su Xuan’s body. The air was filled with a sultry and ambiguous atmosphere, the tension gradually overwhelming both of them.
After a little while, Sang Dai spoke softly: “…Su Xuan, I don’t feel very well.”
Su Xuan knew what she meant. He kissed her cheek to comfort her, got up, put on his outer robe, and went to get a basin of water.
The little fox was about to lift the blanket when Sang Dai covered the corner of it and said, “A cleaning spell is fine…”
“A cleaning spell can clean clothes, but not there. I need to check if you’ve been injured.”
Sang Dai opened her lips, knowing he was right.
She felt sticky and glanced at the basin of water placed beside the bed, whispering, “I’ll do it myself.”
The little fox held her wrist and kissed it gently. “Do you still have strength here?”
“……”
That was not the case.
She now only felt a soreness, swinging a sword ten thousand times had never been this tiring.
Su Xuan opened her palm. The delicate skin was reddened, looking somewhat alarming. He wrung out a cloth and gently wiped her fingers one by one, using spiritual power to reduce the redness and swelling.
Sang Dai dared not look at him, keeping her eyes closed.
The little fox was about to lift her blanket. Sang Dai initially struggled a little, but when their eyes met, he gazed at her quietly, still holding the silk blanket with one hand.
Sang Dai softly asked, “Can you not look?”
Su Xuan smiled, “I’ve already seen, kissed, and touched. It’s fine, Dai Dai, you’re beautiful everywhere.”
Sang Dai kept her eyes closed, not looking at him, one hand resting on her eyelids.
Su Xuan lifted the blanket and parted her legs. Her skin was very fair, and with her delicate skin, earlier he hadn’t controlled his strength well, and now there were small tears at the base of her legs.
Earlier, he had pressed a little too hard, and perhaps hadn’t prepared enough for her. He saw a trace of blood. The little fox’s gaze darkened, and self-blame surged within him.
Sang Dai felt him cleaning her body. Su Xuan had heated the water, and the new cloth was warm. After wringing it out, he gently wiped her, and the sticky feeling gradually disappeared.
He was so gentle, and there were no other movements. Sang Dai’s initial embarrassment slowly faded.
After cleaning, Su Xuan used spiritual power to heal the wounds. Seeing her quiet, he felt his heart soften. They had been too intimate earlier, and now he would be willing to give his life for her.
So obedient, so cute.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her, with a light touch. Sang Dai was a little dazed and didn’t notice, thinking he was still cleaning her. If she were clear-headed and knew the truth, she would definitely kick him away. Sang Dai couldn’t accept such things.
Su Xuan cleaned up, untied his outer robe, and lay back down, pulling Sang Dai into his arms from behind.
The little fox lightly kissed her shoulder blade.
“Dai Dai, let’s get married when we go back.”
Sang Dai didn’t speak, but the hand resting on her face slowly clenched into a fist.
“It might be too fast for you, but I’ve waited over a hundred years. Many years ago, I took that dress and went to find you because I wanted to marry you. If you hadn’t lost your memory, perhaps we would have married when you came of age.”
His damp black hair was pushed aside as he lightly kissed along the protruding bones of her slender back.
“The way I treat you isn’t to look down on you. I will take full responsibility for everything I’ve done. Today, we’ve come this far, just one step away. Dai Dai, we are the closest people. I should be by your side, protecting you. I am willing to take responsibility.”