In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo was sitting cross-legged in the master bedroom on the fourth floor, immersed in his daily practice, while also looking forward to Zhao Siqi's arrival.

There was a soft and shy knock on the door from Zhao Siqi, followed by her gentle call:

"Sir, Siqi is here."

Li Zimo slowly opened his eyes, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly:

"come in."

Zhao Siqi pushed open the door and walked into the room, with a hint of shyness, nervousness and uneasiness on her face.

Seeing this, Li Zimo immediately stood up and walked to her, gently hugged her in his arms, and then carefully closed the door.

He held Zhao Siqi's slender and soft waist tightly, lowered his head, and gently kissed her small red lips, which made Zhao Siqi even more shy.

After a brief silence, Li Zimo asked softly:

"Siqi, how have you been lately?"

Zhao Siqi raised her head and replied gently, "Very well."

Then, Li Zimo asked again: "Did you miss me?"

Zhao Siqi's cheeks flushed slightly, she lowered her head shyly, and said softly, "I thought about it."

Hearing Zhao Siqi's answer, a smile flashed in Li Zimo's eyes, and he said softly:

"Show me how much you missed me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head again and kissed Zhao Siqi's lips affectionately.

Zhao Siqi also closed her eyes, put her arms around Li Zimo's neck, and responded to the kiss gently.

As time went on, the atmosphere in the room became more and more intense.

After a long time, Zhao Siqi finally gave in. She leaned in Li Zimo's arms, breathing heavily.

Li Zimo gently picked her up, placed her lightly on the bed, and then kissed her small red lips again.

The bed curtains swayed gently in the breeze, and melodious songs echoed in the room, all of which added a touch of romance and fantasy to the scene.

With the completion of the training, Zhao Siqi's cultivation level also reached the fifth level of martial artist.

Li Zimo carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt for the sleeping Zhao Siqi to ensure that she would not catch a cold, then quietly left the master bedroom and gently closed the door.

When he turned around, he noticed Pei Wanying's big eyes full of nervousness and anticipation, like the brightest stars in the night sky, flashing with complex emotions.

He slowly approached Pei Wanying, gently wrapped his warm hands around her waist, and carefully held her in his arms.

Pei Wanying's body trembled slightly in his arms. He felt her uneasiness and nervousness, so he lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, like a spring breeze, bringing a touch of comfort.

"Wanying, don't be afraid."

His voice was low and gentle, like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and bright.

Pei Wanying responded softly with "hmm". Although her voice was small, it was full of trust and dependence.

Li Zimo gently picked up Pei Wanying, walked across the corridor and entered the second bedroom.

Then, he gently held her in his arms and sat down on the edge of the bed. He used his loving hands to gently stroke her cheeks and hair, trying to soothe her nervous emotions in this way.

Time passed slowly in silence. Under Li Zimo's gentle comfort, Pei Wanying gradually relaxed her tense nerves and her breathing became steady.

She looked up at Li Zimo, her eyes flashing with determination and courage, and said softly:

"Sir, I'm ready."

Li Zimo heard this, smiled slightly, and asked:

"Are you really not nervous anymore?"

Pei Wanying nodded, and a smile bloomed on her face. That smile was pure and beautiful, like the most gorgeous flower in spring.

Li Zimo said gently:

"Okay, let's get started."

Pei Wanying gently left Li Zimo's embrace, stood up, and said shyly:

"Sir, let Wanying do it herself."

"Oh?"

Li Zimo was a little surprised, then smiled slightly.

"Okay, then come on."

After Li Zimo finished speaking, he prepared to lie down.

But Pei Wanying had taken off her shoes and climbed onto the bed barefoot. She supported her body with her hands and lay down there.

Pei Wanying turned her head shyly, her big eyes seemed to be able to speak, flashing with expectation and innocence. She seemed to be waiting for some kind of affirmation or praise from Li Zimo.

However, Li Zimo couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter was full of tenderness and pampering.

I thought he was a king, but he turned out to be a bronze.

"Who taught you that? You should do it yourself?"

There was a hint of smile in Li Zimo's words. He didn't expect Pei Wanying to do such a thing. This made him feel both surprised and cute.

Upon hearing this, Pei Wanying looked at Li Zimo in confusion, her big eyes full of doubts.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage and said in a small but firm voice:

"Sister Jingxuan...she...she told me. She said, sir, you...you like this very much."

After saying this, Pei Wanying's cheeks seemed to be dyed red by the setting sun, and she was so shy that she almost bled. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look into Li Zimo's eyes again.

Upon hearing this, Li Zimo was stunned for a moment, then a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Only then did he realize that it was Jingxuan who had "assisted" him from behind.

He shook his head gently, feeling both amused and helpless, but more so, he felt love for Pei Wanying's pure innocence.

He stretched out his hand, gently pinched Pei Wanying's cheek, and said with a smile:

"Wanying, everyone is different. We should let things happen naturally and explore them, rather than deliberately imitate or cater to them."

After hearing what Li Zimo said, Pei Wanying's face flushed slightly. She nodded as if she understood, her eyes flashing with curiosity and anticipation.

Li Zimo looked at her innocent and slightly shy appearance, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He said gently again:

"I'll show you in person what it means to truly 'do it yourself'."

After hearing this, Pei Wanying lowered her head shyly, her voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Well, please teach me well, sir."

Her voice was full of curiosity about the unknown and trust in Li Zimo.

Li Zimo smiled slightly, and that smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel warm and comfortable.

He responded softly:

"No rush, let's try the method your sister Jingxuan taught us first."

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Pei Wanying's eyes. She looked up at Li Zimo and smiled sweetly:

"Young Master really likes this. Sister Jingxuan didn't lie to me."

That smile is like a flower blooming in spring, beautiful and vivid.

Li Zimo smiled gently, reached out to straighten Pei Wanying's hanging skirt, and gently placed it around her waist.

Then, he slowly approached her and gently held her slender and soft waist with both hands, as if he was cherishing a rare treasure.

"Well, your sister Jingxuan really didn't lie to you."

Li Zimo's voice was low and magnetic, and there was a subtle hint of doting in his words.

"I do like that."

As he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became warmer and more ambiguous.

The bed curtains drooped gently, as if building a private world belonging only to the lovers.

Soft singing and humming gradually sounded in the room, a melody belonging to the two of them.

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