Chapter 629 Dual Cultivation So Intense My Ancestors Felt It

Chapter 629: Chapter 629 Dual Cultivation So Intense My Ancestors Felt It

Meanwhile, Lin Feng was already driving back toward the city with Ning Xi beside him.

The entire kidnapping incident had been resolved so quickly that, to the two of them, it was hardly worth mentioning anymore.

The kidnappers had chosen the wrong targets, and Lin Feng had no intention of allowing people like them to interfere with his peaceful life.

They didn’t go looking for Hazel. Instead, they drove directly back to their hotel.

Once they arrived, Lin Feng picked up his phone and contacted Hazel.

It didn’t take long.

Hazel rushed back to the hotel as soon as she received the call.

The moment she entered the room and saw Lin Feng sitting comfortably with Ning Xi, her eyes widened.

"Lin Feng!"

She hurried toward him.

"Are you okay?!"

Her voice was filled with genuine worry.

She had spent the entire time after the kidnapping wondering whether something terrible had happened to him.

Lin Feng, however, simply looked at her and smiled.

"Of course I’m fine."

He looked completely relaxed, as though he had merely gone out for a casual walk.

"You don’t need to worry about those men anymore."

Hazel stared at him.

"What happened to them?"

Lin Feng gave her a mysterious smile.

"I sent them to a better place."

"..."

Hazel didn’t know whether she should laugh or be concerned.

She had already learned that Lin Feng wasn’t an ordinary man, so she decided not to ask too many questions.

Instead, Lin Feng gestured toward one of the nearby chairs.

"Come sit down."

Hazel obediently took a seat.

Ning Xi remained beside Lin Feng, looking equally relaxed.

After making sure Hazel had settled down, Lin Feng changed the subject.

"So..."

He leaned back comfortably.

"Tell me about this movie you’re planning to make."

Hazel’s expression immediately changed.

The worry that had been written across her face moments ago disappeared, replaced by excitement.

This was her territory.

Movies.

Directing.

Production.

Storytelling.

The moment Lin Feng showed genuine interest, Hazel became completely absorbed in the subject.

"Where should I even begin?"

She smiled.

"The movie I’ve been planning is something I’ve wanted to make for years. The story is ambitious, but I believe it can become one of the biggest projects of my career."

Her voice became increasingly animated as she explained.

She talked about the story, the characters, the setting, the production scale, the locations she wanted to use, and the type of performances she expected from her actors.

Lin Feng and Ning Xi listened quietly.

Every now and then, Lin Feng asked a question.

"Why did you choose that setting?"

"What kind of character are you planning for Ning Xi?"

"How long will production take?"

Hazel answered each question enthusiastically.

Ning Xi also occasionally joined the conversation, particularly when the discussion turned toward her potential role.

Before long, Hazel was completely in her element.

The kidnapping from earlier seemed almost forgotten.

Her eyes sparkled as she described her vision for the film.

"I want the audience to feel like they’re actually inside the story," she explained. "Not just watching actors perform, but experiencing everything alongside them."

Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"That sounds interesting."

Those simple words made Hazel smile even wider.

She had expected Lin Feng to dismiss the entire project after everything that had happened.

Instead, he was genuinely listening.

For Hazel, that alone was encouraging.

The three continued discussing the movie for quite some time.

And for the first time since their strange encounter, Hazel felt that she was beginning to understand Lin Feng and Ning Xi a little better.

Although...

She also knew that there was still an enormous amount about the mysterious couple that she didn’t understand.

And somehow, that only made her more curious.

Past midnight, Lin Feng decided to call it a day.

"Good concept. Let’s start as soon as possible. For now, let’s rest."

He took Ning Xi’s hand and led her toward the bedroom, deliberately leaving the door wide open behind them.

The soft click of the latch never came. Instead, the quiet of the hall was soon broken by the rustle of clothes, the low creak of the bed, and then the first wet, sliding sound of skin meeting skin.

A moment later, Ning Xi’s soft, breathless moans drifted out into the corridor.

"Ahhh..."

"Ohhh... Lin Feng..."

"Ughnn... yes..."

Inside the room, Lin Feng had her on her back, knees pushed high and wide.

His thick cock sank into her in long, deliberate strokes, each thrust stretching her open and forcing a wet, obscene squelch from between her thighs.

Ning Xi’s hands clutched at the sheets, her back arching as he drove deeper.

Every time he bottomed out, the heavy slap of his hips against her ass echoed faintly into the hallway.

He fucked her with steady, powerful rhythm... pulling almost all the way out so she could feel the fat head drag along her walls, then burying himself to the root again in one smooth, forceful push.

"Ning Xi... you’re so tight," he muttered, voice rough.

He leaned down, bracing one hand beside her head while the other gripped her thigh and kept her open for him.

His cock pistoned in and out, glistening with her juices, the thick shaft visibly stretching her pink entrance with every stroke.

Ning Xi’s moans grew louder, higher, mixed with broken little gasps every time he hit that deep spot inside her.

"Ahhhh... right there... don’t stop..."

Hazel had been frozen in place for a long moment, heart hammering, biting hard on her lower lip.

The wet sounds of fucking, the rhythmic slap of skin, and Ning Xi’s shameless pleasure filled cries filled the quiet house.

Another minute passed. Then another.

The bed began to creak more insistently as Lin Feng picked up the pace, pounding into Ning Xi with heavier, deeper thrusts.

The wet lewd sound of their bodies grew faster.

Ning Xi’s voice cracked into a long, trembling moan that melted into pure, desperate whimpers.

Hazel could no longer endure it.

Almost without realizing she had moved, she found herself walking toward the open doorway, drawn by the filthy, intimate sounds.

Each step brought the noise clearer... the thick, wet glide of Lin Feng’s cock plunging in and out of Ning Xi’s soaked cunt, the soft, broken cries of a woman being thoroughly fucked, and the low, satisfied grunts of the man doing the fucking.

Once inside the room, Hazel once again witnessed just how rough and masterful Lin Feng was when he made love to Ning Xi.

She had seen him fuck her up close once before, but tonight he seemed even rougher, more relentless almost possessive in the way he handled her body.

Ning Xi was on her hands and knees now, back arched, fingers twisted tightly in the sheets.

Lin Feng knelt behind her, one hand gripping her hip hard enough to leave marks, the other tangled in her hair as he drove into her with deep, punishing strokes.

Every thrust forced a wet, obscene slap from their joined bodies.

His thick cock disappeared completely inside her, stretching her open, and when he pulled back the shaft glistened with her juices before slamming home again.

Ning Xi’s moans had long since stopped being coherent words.

They were raw, broken sounds half-pleasure, half-overwhelm spilling out of her every time he bottomed out.

For a full hour he kept her like that, alternating between long, grinding thrusts that made her tremble and short, brutal snaps of his hips that forced sharp cries from her throat.

Ning Xi came again and again... hard, messy, and loud.

She was a squirter in his hands, and it felt as though her juices were endless.

Each climax left her thighs shaking, the sheets beneath her growing darker and wetter.

Clear fluid sprayed out around his cock whenever he fucked her through an orgasm, soaking the bed and dripping down her legs.

Lin Feng never slowed.

He simply adjusted his grip and kept pounding into her fluttering, oversensitive cunt as if he intended to wring every last drop from her body.

By the time the second hour began, Ning Xi was a trembling, glassy eyed mess, barely able to hold herself up.

Only then did Lin Feng finally glance over at Hazel.

His eyes were dark, heavy lidded, but still sharp.

He was not so cruel as to deny her what she had clearly come here for.

"Come, Hazel."

The simple command made her heart slam against her ribs.

She gulped, throat dry, but the heat coiling low in her belly and the slickness already gathering between her own thighs won out over hesitation.

Slowly, almost reluctantly, she stepped closer until she stood at the edge of the bed.

Lin Feng reached out without pulling free of Ning Xi’s body.

His hand closed around the back of Hazel’s neck and pulled her down to him.

Then he kissed her full on the mouth, firm and unhurried.

My first kiss...

The thought flickered through Hazel’s mind for half a second before it dissolved completely.