Boarding Life

Chapter 760 760`

The entire process: unhooking buttons, bending down, then focusing her full effort, her head bobbing up and down tirelessly.

Throughout it all, her movements seemed completely natural, as if it was the most ordinary thing, without hesitation or doubt.

Qin Qi watched the scene unfold, a smirk creeping onto his face.

A woman, once she treats such deeds as routine—when no matter how she does it, she thinks it perfectly natural—that's when the conquest is complete.

Just like Mu Ning right now.

She had long forgotten that her initial service was meant to help him release tension, spurred by her fear that Qin Qi might suffer a backlash when treating Mu Xianxian.

But now, all of those fears had been cast aside.

She wasn't even aware of it.

Now that Qin Qi's treatment of Mu Xianxian had ended, he no longer needed to feign weakness or exhaustion.

With this thought in mind, Qin Qi couldn't help but tease her, "Aunt Mu!"

Mu Ning's eyelids fluttered up briefly, though her actions didn't falter. "What is it!"

Qin Qi chuckled lightly. "Actually, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. Maybe it's due to the frequency of treatments, but I've begun noticing a pattern. When I transfer True Qi into Xianxian now, I no longer experience disruptions in my cultivation technique or risk losing control."

"Meaning to say, Aunt Mu, even if you don't assist me in venting afterwards... it's no longer necessary!"

Mu Ning's body trembled at his words.

Her chest filled with a subtle ache, an inexplicable grievance.

If Qin Qi had realized this, fine—but why did he have to point it out?

What… what should she do now?

And yet, having finally tasted the long-craved delight, how could she bear to let go?

Mu Ning drew a sharp breath before responding softly yet gracefully, "Better safe than sorry, wouldn't you agree? Aunt Mu wouldn't want you to experience something like last time again."

"So… it's still best to help you, to let you have an outlet."

Qin Qi's grin widened. "Alright then, Aunt Mu's word is final. I'll listen completely. First—Aunt Mu, take off your clothes!"

Mu Ning threw a side-eye glare at him but hardly hesitated before she began removing her garments.

In no time, Qin Qi sucked in sharply through his teeth.

Because the lingerie Mu Ning was wearing today? Absolutely flawless, irresistibly seductive.

But even that barrier—her undergarment—wasn't spared, as Mu Ning swiftly removed it, exposing the pristine, pale skin underneath without reservation.

Qin Qi's smile turned mischievous. "Aunt Mu, lie down and settle yourself properly!"

Mu Ning, who had originally thought of continuing her efforts a bit longer, paused reluctantly at his prompting. She rose, leaving her "work" behind, and obediently reclined on the bed.

If it had been earlier, presenting herself so unabashedly, so exposed to a man, would've left her overcome with shame, entirely unwilling to acquiesce.

But now her mind was singularly occupied by the burning urge to resolve that mounting flame inside.

Her pale legs parted on their own, as if she were a plate of delicacies awaiting Qin Qi's indulgence and savoring.

Inside, Qin Qi couldn't contain his amusement.

He teased further, "Aunt Mu, is it really about helping me release… or have you simply grown addicted to my taste?"

At this, Mu Ning's body quivered visibly.

Qin Qi's words had landed precisely on the vulnerable spot in her heart.

She hurriedly refuted, "N-nonsense! How, how could that be possible!"

Without warning, Qin Qi's fingers skillfully maneuvered into action. "Oh really? But if it's merely to assist me, Aunt Mu, then why are you so utterly drenched?"

Mu Ning had already been straining against her desperate need, and Qin Qi's provocative teasing nearly broke her. Her body twisted involuntarily under his guidance.

"S-stop, don't…"

"Aunt Mu… Aunt Mu is still a woman, after all. Helping you release doesn't mean… it doesn't mean I wouldn't have some reaction of my own. But! Aunt Mu absolutely doesn't have any indecent thoughts!"

Qin Qi chuckled to himself—it was a woman's nature to remain stubbornly reticent.

Even in this situation, with things escalating so far, she persisted in her denial.

But that didn't matter; Qin Qi had plenty of means to make Mu Ning confess the truth.

Qin Qi grinned and unfurled his techniques, laughing lightly as he spoke: "Oh? I was thinking of helping Aunt Mu release some tension, but it seems Aunt Mu doesn't need it after all. Guess I'll hold back."

Mu Ning instantly panicked.

Under Qin Qi's teasing, she was already consumed by fiery desire, her beautiful face flushed with a deep red.

Her voice trembled, "No, no... You helping Aunt Mu would surely make... you feel even better, wouldn't it?"

"Oh?"

Qin Qi looked over at her, his expression half-amused, half-mocking.

Mu Ning's embarrassment made her quickly avert her gaze; she dared not meet Qin Qi's eyes.

Without wasting words, Qin Qi suddenly spread apart her long, elegant legs and lowered his head.

There was no denying that someone like Mu Ning, a mature enchantress of her age, carried a unique allure.

It wasn't just her mature body that captivated—it was her unrestrained desire, visible with just one glance.

It took only a brief moment. Under Qin Qi's masterful touch, Mu Ning's breath grew rapid, her eyes turned hazy.

Her body began to gently tremble, unable to contain the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

But it was precisely then—

Qin Qi suddenly raised his head and stopped completely.

He revealed his intent brazenly, taunting her as he positioned himself mere inches from her deepest vulnerability.

"Aunt Mu, if we're talking about tension relief, I think the most suitable person... is you, don't you agree?" Qin Qi spoke, his smirk drenched in mischief.

All the while, his gaze remained fixed on Mu Ning, carefully watching her every flicker of emotion.

This time, Mu Ning didn't reject him. Instead, longing flooded her expression as she stared back at Qin Qi.

But Qin Qi did not rush to invade her; instead, he took his time, prolonging the teasing with unbearable deliberation.

Mu Ning trembled uncontrollably, her body slackened, consumed by frustration and desire ignited to unbearable heights.

Her voice quivered, "Qin Qi, please—stop playing with Aunt Mu... Quickly, just... do it, please…"

She could endure no more!

Qin Qi, of course, could sense her desperate need.

After all, the bedsheets underneath her were already soaked in proof of her submission.

Yet he did not relent. Instead, he drawled slowly, playfully, "Aunt Mu, wasn't it you who said earlier that there was no proper relationship between us for things like this to happen?"

"The more I think about it, the more I realize you were right. Even though I want it deeply, I couldn't possibly go against your wishes, don't you agree?"

Mu Ning clenched her pearly teeth.

Her mind cursed him bitterly in frustration.

Why, as a man, did he choose to fixate on trivial things like 'proper relationships'?

Why couldn't he just embrace her entirely, without hesitation?

She wasn't naïve; she understood Qin Qi was toying with her.

Yet even with full awareness of his games and manipulation, her raging desire refused to yield. Her heart willingly offered itself to his torment, yearning for his mastery, hungry for his cruelty.

Her eyes, heavy-lidded, smoldered with seduction, and her slightly parted lips gleamed moist and tempting. "Xiaoqi, I'm begging you... Aunt Mu is begging you, alright?"

Qin Qi chuckled faintly. "Aunt Mu, wouldn't it make more sense to properly define our relationship first? Otherwise, how could I possibly disregard your principles? Shall I offer you a suggestion instead?"

"A suggestion? What suggestion?" Mu Ning, unable to suppress her eagerness, responded hurriedly.

Clicking his tongue, Qin Qi smirked. "A lover. Aunt Mu, why don't you become my lover? This way, whenever you feel the urge, you can look for me."

Mu Ning had never imagined herself engaging in a 'lover's' relationship with anyone.

But as she considered his proposal, a realization struck. If they established this layer of connection, all her desires would transform from forbidden to natural indulgence.

She put aside all hesitation.

Raising her arms, she adopted a gesture of embrace. Her voice trembled with acceptance, "Then it's settled... Xiaoqi, Aunt Mu will become your lover…"

No longer prolonging the moment, Qin Qi launched himself forward in a single, fierce thrust, initiating the most primal and savage of advances toward Mu Ning.