The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 653 Lucky man!
Chapter 653 Lucky man!
The moment those words reached his ears, Longwei felt his face burn with humiliation.
Even his father-in-law, the sect leader, and Madame Lao couldn’t fully suppress the twitch at the corners of their lips as they politely turned their gazes aside.
Had anyone else uttered something so vulgar in front of the sect leader, a reprimand would have come without delay. But Rou’er was too beloved to suffer even the lightest scolding.
Besides, if one were to be honest about it, the sect leader feared her more than anyone else in that hall.
He knew things about her that no one else there knew, and if she were ever to command him to kneel before her, the mere memory of that thunderous voice would be enough to buckle his knees.
What struck Longwei hardest, however, was not the reaction of the sect’s high leadership, but that of his beautiful fiancée, Xue Hao.
She stilled for an instant. The disgusted expression that had pulled at her delicate features melted away, and her lips parted in a sweet, giggle.
Ignoring her fiancé’s pleading gaze, she stepped forward with grace, passing the sect leader’s chair and Madame Lao’s, until she came to a stop beside Qingyi.
“So you’re the man who put my fiancé through all that humiliation?…”
Those words eased Longwei’s heart.
She hadn’t stopped acknowledging him as her fiancé, and in fact she seemed ready to fight for his dignity!
What a perfect wife he had, didn’t he?
“I merely defended myself passively. Your fiancé brought all this upon
himself.”
“Oh… really?”
Xue Hao smoothed her dress as she lowered herself into the chair beside him, the silk gliding with a whisper along the curve of her legs to reveal the shapely stretch of her thighs, along with the black thigh-high stockings that bit into the soft, plump flesh of her skin, creating a deep, obscene squeeze of pillowy curves that spilled over the lacy trim.
Her crimson eyes flicked up to Rou’er, who gave a faint nod, as if confirming Qingyi’s words.
The handsome young man held her gaze without flinching, quietly admiring that gothic beauty while discreetly opening her status
screen.
[Name: Xue Hao
Age: 21
Corruption: 0/100
Chastity: Intact
Lust: 1%
Talent: Genius
Reward: High
Cultivation: Ninth stage of the Celestial Ascension Realm.
Spiritual Roots: Eternal-level Soul Root.
Lineage: Blood of the Black Serpent God (Eternal Grade)
Constitution: Body of the Supreme Serpent (Eternal Grade)
Traits: Faithful, sharp mind, professional schemer, unsatisfied fiancée] A gothic beauty, with a faithful heart and the cunning mind of a serpent.
Qingyi needed only a single glance to understand that he would have to tread carefully around this woman.
The thought of claiming the first busty gothic woman for his harem was good, and the fact that she was an unsatisfied bride made it clear she harbored no loyalty for Longwei.
Still, he preferred not to place his trust in his eyes alone.
A few seconds of staring into those crimson eyes was all it took to confirm that she was dangerous.
“May I ask why they call you the black rose?” Qingyi asked.
“Foolish, uncreative men, wanting to give a name to what should not be named.” Xue Hao smiled at the puzzled expression that flickered across Qingyi’s face.
She released a thin thread of soul Qi, steering it discreetly toward his head.
She despised her fiancé, yes, but she would be worse still to let the man who had humiliated him walk away unscathed, wouldn’t she?
Xue Hao held her gentle, enchanting gaze steady, trapping Qingyi’s eyes in hers as she launched a hidden soul strike at the seemingly
distracted young man.
The instant the thread of Qi brushed against his defenses, the very defenses she had expected to slice through with ease, Xue Hao froze. Her eyes flew wide, and the fragile thread of Qi snapped in that same breath.
“Ah~~” Her legs, moments before relaxed, clamped shut, and her lips parted around a short, sweet moan, low enough that only she and Qingyi could hear it.
Her back arched in a helpless curve, and her firm, heavy, flawlessly shaped tits lurched beneath her robes, the full, plush globes shuddering once against the silk before settling into a slow, hypnotic
sway.
Xue Hao glanced down, sensing the warmth already seeping through the thin silk of her panties, a pulsing ache throbbing through her most precious place, and a flood of burning red climbing up her
cheeks.
‘What the hell had just happened?”
She asked herself, her eyes wide with shock.
Why, all of a sudden, did she feel as though she were on fire, as though her body were about to melt from the inside out?
Qingyi merely smiled at the sight, watching as her dress continued to
ride higher up her legs, exposing more of her creamy thighs and the
lush, generous curve of her hips.
He wanted nothing more than to slide his hand along that soft
expanse, but he held himself in check.
He knew full well that, with so many experts nearby, someone was going to notice.
Honestly, Xue Hao’s idea hadn’t been a bad one.
Even he would have struggled to defend against a soul attack from
someone at such a superior cultivation level, particularly if caught
unaware.
This time, however, he had only been pretending to be spellbound by her gaze.
The moment her Qi grazed the walls of his mind, he used the very thread connecting them to push a single drop of his bloodline Qi straight into the sea of Xue Hao’s mind.
She had been so consumed with humiliating him that she likely hadn’t
even noticed his Qi.
Qingyi wore a quietly satisfied smile, feigning a pained expression as
his eyes drifted to Longwei.
The Young Master Guo, who saw only Qingyi’s strained face and not
that of his own bride, who looked on the brink of orgasm without even having been touched at all, smiled back with smug triumph. “I-I’m leaving…” Xue Hao pushed herself up stiffly, her trembling legs threatening to buckle with every step.
“But so soon? You’ve barely arrived. Do stay for the rest of the ceremony,” Madame Lao urged, but Xue Hao refused, drawing a quiet sigh from the sect leader’s wife.
If the girl didn’t wish to remain, there was no sense in forcing the
matter.
Qingyi simply watched as Xue Hao walked away, his eyes following the rhythmic sway of her hips and the mesmerizing bounce of her full, round buttocks, the twin globes rolling beneath the tight silk of her dress with each unsteady step.
Shaking his head, he allowed himself a small smile.
This is going to be fun.
Longwei had already pulled his eyes away from the two of them,
equally pleased to see his wife withdraw.
She had approached, punished Qingyi, and then stepped back to avoid lingering too close to another man!
He truly was a lucky man!
