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Chapter 233 - 49.3

"Oh~" But just as his breathing became heavy, Wuming let out a muffled groan. Just moments before, Qing Tan's leg had clamped around his lower body, slightly lifting it. Then, Qing Tan's right leg, which had been still until now, moved. Without any extra movement, it simply moved closer to his lower body, and then the tip of one toe directly touched the point where his scrotum and penis met. This gentle touch made Wuming tense slightly, his whole body shudder, his head involuntarily tilting back, and a sound involuntarily escaped his lips.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the Grand Elder's grand-disciple to be such a pervert! He made a sound after I just lightly touched him a few times. Are you interested in my feet?"

Qing Tan smiled slightly upon hearing the sound Wuming made. She looked at Wuming lying in front of her with amusement, licking her lips. However, she quickly felt the penis she was holding between her toes slowly become hot. Then she saw Wuming's lower body visibly grow larger, and soon her small toes could no longer hold the enlarged penis, which quickly slipped out. She freed herself from her restraints, and after a few swaying motions, stood erect beneath Wuming. Qing Tan laughed even louder, her mockery intensifying: "Hmph~ Looks like you're not just a pervert, but a complete pervert! Just a few touches of your feet, and it feels that good?"

Wuming blushed at Qing Tan's words. He never imagined that someone as experienced with women as himself would be laughed at by a girl much younger than him. He'd never been particularly interested in women's feet; at most, he liked women's long... She only had long, slender legs, but now he hadn't expected to be so aroused by this girl's feet, especially with just a few touches. This made Wuming a little embarrassed, but even though it was the truth, he couldn't just admit it. So after Qing Tan finished speaking, he vehemently denied it, saying, "How could that be? I, I didn't! It was just an accident!"

"Hmm? Is that so?"

Qing Tan didn't show any surprise at Wuming's reaction; her face remained playful. However, her playfulness quickly faded. She stood up, her face now a calm, poker-faced expression. She said to Wuming with a nonchalant air, "Fine, if it's not true, then forget it. Get up, you can leave now."

Then, Qing Tan's simple, indifferent words startled Wuming. He hadn't expected that simply denying it would end the night so quickly. His face flushed and paled in turns. He desperately wanted to pounce on Qing Tan and teach her a lesson, but he couldn't, and he wasn't capable of doing so. They had only just reached their peak; his penis had only just become erect. How could it end like this?

So Wuming didn't get up. He lay motionless on the ground, and after a moment's hesitation, he stammered, then pleaded, "Um, Qing Tan, just now, it was my fault. I'm a pervert. Please don't send me away, okay?"

"What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you," Qing Tan said, her expression unchanged.

Wuming's face flushed again, and after a pause, he said, "Qing Tan, I was wrong. I'm a pervert. I like your feet."

"Louder! And not just a pervert, but a complete pervert!" Qing Tan said again, adding another point.

Hearing Qing Tan say that, Wuming's face turned even redder. He, a grand-disciple of the Grand Elder of the Dark Temple, had never been insulted like this before!

Everyone treated him with utmost respect!

If anyone else dared to treat him like this, they'd be lucky to escape with their lives. But Qing Tan was different. Not only was she the woman he hoped to marry, but she was also the next Lord of the Dark Temple. Both her status and strength surpassed his. So, if he could become the next Lord of the Dark Temple, lowering his stance a little wouldn't be out of the question. Therefore, Wuming could only loudly proclaim, "Fine, fine, I'm a big pervert! I like Qing Tan's feet on me!"

After Wuming finished speaking, Qing Tan didn't react for a long time, just sitting there watching him. However, soon, Qing Tan's expression returned, looking at him with a wicked smile, before saying, "You should have said so earlier! Wouldn't it have been better if you had just said this sooner?"

Wuming didn't dare to argue, only able to chuckle awkwardly. How could he be happy to be forced to say such things by a girl younger than himself?

However, this was just wishful thinking, because soon he felt Qing Tan's feet touch his penis again, which excited him slightly. He thought to himself that his words hadn't been in vain. Qing Tan's left foot did indeed move again, pressing the sole of her foot against the tip of Wuming's erect penis. She felt a tingling sensation in her sole. Qing Tan didn't move further, but instead looked towards Ying Huanhuan. When she saw Ying Huanhuan's pretty face flushed as she looked in her direction, Qing Tan once again revealed a teasing expression. However, this time she wasn't looking at Wuming, but at Ying Huanhuan. She knew that Ying Huanhuan had only ever seen Qing Ye's penis in this world, so seeing this scene inevitably made her a little shy. Her teasing expression was merely to tease her older sister.

Seeing Qing Tan looking at her teasingly, Ying Huanhuan knew what Qing Tan was thinking, so she immediately rolled her eyes and then disappeared. This time, she wanted Qing Tan to be unable to see her either. While this was partly out of shyness, Ying Huanhuan felt that if Qing Tan kept staring, it would affect the time they were having. Although Qing Tan's teasing look seemed like mockery, Ying Huanhuan knew Qing Tan was trying to ease the awkwardness. After all, if Qing Tan were having sex with Lin Dong, she wouldn't mind being there; they'd been lovers for decades, so it wouldn't be so bad. But now, it was another man, and her sister was watching. It wouldn't be as relaxed as it seemed; there would be some awkwardness and shyness. Therefore, Ying Huanhuan chose to disappear from Qing Tan's sight. As she disappeared, she also transmitted her voice to Qing Tan: "Qing Tan, don't keep worrying about me. Just pretend I don't exist." "It'll be fine once you get down there."

Qing Tan heard Ying Huanhuan's telepathic message and pouted slightly. She thought to herself, "Hmph, Huanhuan, you make it sound so easy. When the time comes, I'll definitely see you being played with by another man."

Although she was still a little shy, Qing Tan didn't show it. She shifted her attention back to Wuming. She looked at the penis pressed under her little foot, and only then did she examine it closely. A slight sneer appeared on her lips, and she uttered a sound only she could hear. Indeed, in Qing Tan's eyes, Wuming's penis wasn't anything special. Compared to her brother Lin Dong, it was far inferior—small and short, even shorter than Lin Langtian's. At best, it was comparable to Lin Hong's. But there was nothing she could do about it; after all, until now, she hadn't seen any penis that could compare to her brother Lin Dong's, not even in terms of length or girth.

Even though the penis wasn't ideal, Qing Tan continued. She pressed down slightly on the penis beneath her foot, a ticklish sensation making her pout slightly. Although its length and girth were lacking, Qing Tan thought it was still decent, at least passable.

"Hmph~ Looks like your penis is pretty hard," Qing Tan said, her head lowered, a slight smile playing on her lips. While her words sounded like a compliment, her expression betrayed a hint of disdain as she looked at Wuming.

"Of course! My treasure is amazing. You'll see its power when you let me in," Wuming said, oblivious to Qing Tan's disdain, assuming she liked it, and continued to boast.

"Hehe," Qing Tan chuckled, her left hand leaving her skirt between her legs, covering her mouth with a soft laugh. The laughter was mostly sarcastic, but she didn't say anything more, simply raising her left foot.

Seeing Qing Tan raise her left hand, he once again fixed his gaze on the space between her legs. As long as Qing Tan stopped pressing down on her skirt, he would have a chance to see what was underneath!

Hearing Qing Tan laugh, Wuming was even more delighted; he thought Qing Tan was very satisfied with him.

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