Chapter 401: Daytime Is Perfect

They chatted idly in the living room for a few minutes. When it was about time, they went to the kitchen and brought the food out.

A simple dish of pork stir-fried with garlic scapes, its colors vibrant and its aroma filling the air. After being so busy, Chen Erbao was actually getting hungry. He eagerly picked up his chopsticks, snagged a piece of pork, and popped it into his mouth.

"Mm, not bad. Looks like my skills haven't gotten rusty!"

Chen Erbao was very satisfied. He nodded and picked up a piece for Zhao Ruoying.

Zhao Ruoying took a bite, her expression neutral.

"It's alright..."

Though she said it was just "alright," her actions betrayed her. She began to eat with gusto, taking large bites.

Half an hour of cooking, ten minutes of eating.

Before long, the two of them had devoured the entire plate. Zhao Ruoying even poured the last of the savory sauce into her bowl.

After dinner, Chen Erbao flopped comfortably onto the sofa and pulled out a cigarette.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ruoying was in the kitchen, washing the dishes.

The afternoon sun, warm and bright, shone on Zhao Ruoying as she stood there in her apron, casting a golden halo around her.

Watching the graceful figure of Zhao Ruoying bustling about, Chen Erbao suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

It was as if this was how the two of them were always meant to be.

He cooked, and she washed the dishes. It was such a simple life, yet it allowed Chen Erbao to feel a genuine, ordinary happiness.

'But people are always greedy... I can't help but wonder what it would be like if Lin Zhiqing could be here with us too...'

"Smoking is bad for you!"

Having finished her chores, Zhao Ruoying walked out of the kitchen. Seeing Chen Erbao smoking in the living room, she chided him out of habit.

Chen Erbao just smiled, took a deep drag, and flicked the cigarette butt out the window into the yard.

"I'm a Cultivator now. You think a little thing like this is going to affect me?"

Seeing that Chen Erbao had listened to her, Zhao Ruoying couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. She walked over to sit beside him, resting her head on his shoulder as they enjoyed the cozy afternoon together.

Chen Erbao wrapped an arm around Zhao Ruoying's waist, his passions stirring once more.

"You'll be able to rest at home for a while this time, won't you?"

Zhao Ruoying pressed his hand down, stopping it from wandering, and asked softly.

Chen Erbao gave a wry smile.

"I was supposed to be done with everything, but something unexpected happened on this last trip..."

He told her everything that had happened with the Huang Family and the Giant Whale Gang.

Zhao Ruoying stared at Chen Erbao, stunned. She never imagined he would encounter so many things on just one trip out.

"Are you going to go after the Huang Family next?"

Zhao Ruoying asked with concern.

Chen Erbao shook his head.

"Not the whole Huang Family, just Huang Baiwen. As for how to deal with him specifically, I'll have to make a trip to Binhai to figure it out... Don't worry, I'll be fine. If it really comes down to it, I'll just hire someone to take out Huang Baiwen. As long as it's a clean job, the Huang Family will never be able to trace it back to me."

Zhao Ruoying's expression turned grave as she said:

"I'm afraid it won't be that simple... My own father has Ancient Martial Artists as bodyguards, to say nothing of the future Patriarch of the Huang Family. A run-of-the-mill assassin wouldn't even be able to get near him."

Chen Erbao knew that, of course. Unless he did it himself, hiring an assassin was hardly a sure thing. In fact, it might just tip them off.

But he couldn't do it himself. If he were exposed, the Huang Family would destroy all of his companies and assets. As he was now, he stood no chance against a behemoth like that.

Chen Erbao pushed his worries aside for the moment. He lowered his head and nuzzled Zhao Ruoying's neck, inhaling her sweet scent. Gradually, his Stabilizing Needle began to react.

He began to kiss his way down her fair neck, his lips traveling lower and lower until they stopped just below her collarbone, savoring the soft, slightly raised flesh there.

A light blush crept onto Zhao Ruoying's cheeks. Her hands rested on Chen Erbao's head as her body began to heat up involuntarily.

"Don't... It's still daytime..."

"Daytime is the perfect time!"

Chen Erbao chuckled, pushing Zhao Ruoying down onto the sofa and straddling her.

Her soft lips were captured by his. Zhao Ruoying let out a few unwilling moans before her resistance melted away, allowing Chen Erbao to do as he pleased.

His mischievous hands began kneading her breasts through her clothes, and he soon felt her nipples harden into two distinct points.

He swiftly unbuttoned her white shirt and expertly unhooked her white bra, his palms finally covering her magnificent breasts.

"Ah... don't..."

Her skin was as smooth and delicate as pudding. Chen Erbao savored the feeling, kneading her breasts again and again, watching them change shape in his palms.

The deep, snowy-white valley of her cleavage was intoxicating. Chen Erbao eagerly lowered his head and buried his face between them.

As the tip of his tongue brushed against a pink nipple, Zhao Ruoying's body shuddered as if struck by lightning. She writhed, arching her chest high to meet his suckling lips.

While he savored her breasts, Chen Erbao's hand slid down over her flat stomach, finally slipping beneath the waistband of her pants.

Fragrant and lush, a garden of fallen petals... the delicate Peach Blossom Spring was invaded once more.

Chen Erbao's rough fingers slid across her tightly closed folds, then began to gently rub back and forth.

An overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her. Zhao Ruoying's lips parted slightly as she panted, her two long, slender legs spreading wide to hook around his body.

"Ah..."

As Zhao Ruoying let out another muffled cry, Chen Erbao's fingers successfully slipped inside.

Her tight entrance contracted, trying to expel the intruder, but this only made her feel the heat and shape of his fingertip more clearly, bringing an even more intense stimulation.

"Slow down!"

While nibbling on her breast, Chen Erbao began to pump his fingers quickly in and out of her wet passage. He pushed his middle finger all the way in, pressing against the small opening deep inside her.

"Ah, ah... No..."

Zhao Ruoying's warm channel contracted suddenly, the tender flesh clenching around his fingertip like a small mouth.

Chen Erbao chuckled. He pressed his thumb against the sensitive bud at her entrance while pulling his middle finger back to the opening before thrusting deep once more.

A river began to flow, soaking the grassy plains and running into the canyon below. The room was instantly filled with a decadent, musky scent.

Chen Erbao withdrew his fingers. He took hold of Zhao Ruoying's thighs, gently unfastened her pants, and pulled them all the way off.

He hoisted her long legs onto his shoulders and lowered his head to get a closer look at the pink slit between them.

"Ruoying, you're so wet..."

Zhao Ruoying's face flushed scarlet. She squirmed, trying to escape the vulnerable position, but her hips were pinned down. Unable to move, she covered her eyes with her hands. Her voice, no longer cool and aloof, was now soft and pleading:

"Er Bao... don't look... Not here!"

'The light in here is perfect, just right for some exploring!' Chen Erbao thought, paying her no mind.

He brought his face close to the dark thicket, his nose brushing against the fragrant secret place. Then, he extended his tongue, its tip flicking across the engorged bud.

"Ah... Don't you... Oh!"

Chen Erbao's tongue was like a drill, thrusting straight into the slit!