Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 186 The day of marriage
"I finally waited until this day, but you didn't let me have my fun. You don't know how fast my heart beat when I saw you that day. You tortured me for more than ten days. You were all I dreamed about." Song Xian kept saying sweet words.

Su Zhirou finally stopped struggling and said in a soft voice, "You said earlier that you couldn't sleep because you missed it so much. Now you say it's just a dream. Who knows which one is true and which one is false?"

"It's all true. I've been thinking about you so much that I can't sleep. But there are always times when I need a nap. Otherwise, I would be exhausted after not sleeping for more than ten days."

Su Zhirou leaned into his arms: "You said you've never had a woman, so how would you know those weird things?"

"You've never eaten pork, but you've never seen a pig run! These things are known to any normal man. They're all depicted in any pornographic book. If you don't believe me, I swear, if I lie to you even once, I'll die a miserable death."

"I don't want you to die. Just don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you. I've never lied to you. From the first time I saw you until now, I haven't told you a single lie. I promise I won't in the future."

Su Zhirou's anger turned into joy, and she couldn't hide the sweet smile on her face.

"Good Zhirou, don't be angry anymore! Then I want to discuss something with you." Seeing her happy expression, Song Xian took the opportunity to speak.

"Don't do what you just did in the future, and I won't be angry anymore."

"That won't work."

When Su Zhirou heard this, she immediately twisted her body again, trying to struggle out of his arms: "Then don't touch me anymore."

"No, we are already married. It's too late for you to run away. From now on, don't even think about being separated from me." Song Xian kissed her lips again, and Su Zhirou symbolically dodged.

After a long time, the two separated. Su Zhirou rested her head on his shoulder, panting and complaining in a delicate voice, "Why are you never-ending?"

"Who told you to be so beautiful and seduce me?"

"I didn't seduce."

"You haven't seduced me yet. The day I went to propose marriage, you were wearing that black corset. What else could that be if not seduction? You knew I was crazy about you, but you deliberately changed your clothes and wore that outfit for me to see. It made me unable to sleep for more than ten days. Every day felt like a year, and I was thinking about you all the time."

"I was wearing that outfit originally." Su Zhirou was still stubborn and refused to admit it.

"Don't wear that anymore. It's too eye-catching. I don't know how many rivals it will bring me! What will I do if someone else snatches you away?"

Su Zhirou said sweetly, "Other people may not like it."

"Who wouldn't like it? Didn't you see yesterday that many of our disciples were secretly looking at you? If you wear that, it would be even more terrible. I'm afraid everyone's eyes would pop out."

"You're the only one staring blankly, who would be like you?"

"I'm a man, I don't understand! How could I not know what those people's secret glances at you mean?"

Su Zhirou said nothing, but just kept squeezing her body into his arms, sticking close to him.

"Please, please stop wearing that dress."

"Well, I won't wear it anymore." Su Zhirou raised the corners of her mouth and said softly.

"When you go out in the future, change into loose-fitting disciple uniforms. I'll have someone make a few sets for you that will cover you up more."

"Oh!"

"Try the moves I just mentioned later, okay?"

"No, don't try. Don't even think about it."

"How do you know if it works if you don't try? Let's try it tonight. If it doesn't work, we can just stop. It's so boring to always use the same position. There's no novelty at all."

"If you don't like me, don't touch me." Su Zhirou refused to give in.

The two of them were together, flirting and saying sweet words to each other.

Before they knew it, it was already past noon. It was their wedding day last night, so no one would be so ignorant as to disturb them today.

The two of them were cuddling together in a loving and affectionate manner.

Song Xian used all kinds of sweet words, half coaxing, half deceiving, and half soft and half hard methods to implement the postures and tricks that he had been dreaming of.

Under his constant coaxing, Su Zhirou could only cooperate reluctantly.

The man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft moans, along with the creaking and shaking of the wooden bed, filled the room.

Gradually, the man's heavy breathing turned into a beast-like roar, and the woman's low moaning also became high-pitched. After a futile outburst at a certain critical point, it briefly returned to calm and entered the next cycle.

"Yes. I seduced my husband. I seduced my husband on purpose."

Late at night, in the stillness of the mansion's inner courtyard, only the croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects filled the air. Suddenly, from within the house, a woman's weeping, plaintive cry echoed, accompanied by a man's bestial roar. In an instant, the croaking of frogs and insects in the courtyard seemed to cease, as if they were listening to the noises from within the room.

But the next moment, there was no more sound in the room, as if the sound just now was just an illusion.

The frogs and insects continued their cheerful singing.

After a night of lovemaking, both of them were exhausted. Su Zhirou collapsed in his arms like mud, and Song Xian finally fell asleep contentedly with the person in his arms.

As he was tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, he certainly wouldn't be completely satisfied with just one night of pleasure.

He thoroughly enjoyed the tenderness of the beauty and also completely understood why some kings did not attend the court early in the morning. He had to repent and apologize to those kings and ask for forgiveness. He used to question these kings and thought that if it were him, he would never do that.

But now he not only understood, but had become one of these kings.

He had long forgotten all about sect affairs and cultivation. Intoxicated by the gentleness of life, he only wanted to be affectionate with the beauty, holding her in his arms all the time and refusing to let her go.

He does whatever he wants day and night, tirelessly pursuing what he wants, and always strives to have a thorough and satisfying experience until he is exhausted.

This went on until the fifth day, when the lovemaking on the wedding night finally ended.

It wasn't that Song Xian wanted to end it on his own initiative, but because someone broke the peace in the room.

The two bodies were tightly entangled together, and when they were being affectionate, footsteps were heard outside.

When Su Zhirou heard this, she was like a frightened rabbit and tried to break free from his arms.

Song Xian held her tightly, not letting her move.

"Someone is coming." Su Zhirou whispered in his ear.

"What are you afraid of? The door is locked. Let's see what's going on first. If nothing goes wrong, we can send them away."

"It's time to go out and meet people. It's been so many days, others must be laughing at me." Su Zhirou calmed down and twisted her body to squeeze into his arms.

"We are married in a formal ceremony, who dares to laugh at us?" Song Xian just wrapped the red quilt around them tightly, unwilling to separate from the person in his arms even a little.

"You'd tell someone to their face if they were making fun of you! You'd definitely tell them in secret."

"People say all sorts of things in secret, but who cares? If someone does say it in secret, it's out of jealousy. It's their fault they can't find a wife, so if they have the guts, they can find one too."

Su Zhirou shyly nudged his head.

As the two were whispering, footsteps were heard outside reaching the front of the room, followed by a knock on the door.

"Who is it? What's the matter?" Song Xian asked.

"It's me, Xiaohong, reporting to the son-in-law. Your housekeeper reported that someone from the Qingyuan Sect has arrived, and Master Zhong Wenyuan wants you to come over." A young woman's voice came from outside.

Xiaohong was the woman who had brought him noodles that day. She was Su Zhirou's maid. On the wedding day, six maids had come with her. These were all from Su Zhirou's family and had always served her. Now, the entire inner courtyard of the mansion was being served by these six maids.

Song Xian's original housekeeper had to go through these people if he wanted to report anything.

"Go tell him I know."

"Yes."

"Wait a minute, Xiaohong, bring me the green Taoist robe you usually wear."

"Okay, girl." The woman responded and left.

"It's so annoying." Song Xian just wanted to stay with the beauty and was reluctant to separate from her. Naturally, he was annoyed by the sect's affairs.

Su Zhirou raised her head and kissed his left cheek, her eyes tender and affectionate: "It's the fifth day, it's time to meet someone else. If others don't know, they might think I'm keeping my husband here and won't let him leave!"

The two of them whispered sweet nothings to each other for a while, and then Song Xian changed into the attire of the leader of Hunyuan Sect.

There were no clothes in Su Zhirou's storage bag, so she only wore a tight red bellyband and waited for the maid to bring her clothes.

Just after getting out of bed and taking a few steps, Song Xian's legs went weak and he almost stumbled. In an instant, he felt sore in his back, weak all over, and his limbs were limp.

I'm going to die.

He cursed inwardly, put his hands on his waist and slowly sat down.

(End of this chapter)