Shen Qingyi had just tried to sit up in bed when Su Qiulian pressed down, trapping all of Shen Qingyi’s possible escape routes with her own limbs.
Staring at the flustered look beneath her, Su Qiulian’s gaze grew intense.
Right now, she truly wanted to let go of her divine sense, allow Evil Thought to take over, bully Shen Qingyi, and let her know the consequences of deceiving her beloved.
But in the end, she didn’t do so—she only lowered her head, burying it in the hollow of Shen Qingyi’s neck.
Shen Qingyi had no chance to resist.
Pinned down, she only felt a sharp pain at her neck before Su Qiulian’s action ended.
Still a bit dazed, she felt Su Qiulian’s fingers touch that spot, gently tracing over the teeth marks.
The sensation made Shen Qingyi uncomfortable; she shrank her neck.
“You bit me!”
As soon as Shen Qingyi shouted, Su Qiulian grabbed her hand and placed it on her own neck—right on the spot where Shen Qingyi had bitten her fiercely before, leaving the bite mark untouched.
“Little Shen, this is the mark you left on me before. In return, I’ve left the same mark on you.”
As she spoke, Su Qiulian gently stroked her handiwork on Shen Qingyi’s fair neck, then, without waiting for a response, kissed her there.
“Little Shen, you are mine.”
Something soft pressed against Shen Qingyi’s lips—fragrant and moist.
But at this moment, Shen Qingyi had no interest in savoring it.
Su Qiulian’s aura surged like a raging tide, breaking through her defenses, occupying that small space without hesitation, and even toying with her.
“Mmm… Mmm… Ha…”
After allowing Shen Qingyi to catch her breath for a moment, Su Qiulian launched another fierce assault, giving her no chance to recover.
At the same time, her hands began to move.
She pulled open Shen Qingyi’s sash, slid her fingers inside, and gently explored Shen Qingyi’s taut little abdomen, her actions tinged with a possessive air.
Her fingers continued to explore in all directions, clearly unwilling to stop there.
“Ha… Wait… Mmm…”
Shen Qingyi barely managed to break free from the assault on her mouth, only to be silenced again by Su Qiulian’s softness, the kisses coming even faster.
With Su Qiulian occupying her mouth, even her nostrils were filled with the fox’s scent, making her dizzy and lightheaded.
Strange sensations in her body grew stronger, a flush rising to her cheeks.
As if one hand wasn’t enough for exploration, Su Qiulian simply released her nine Fox Tails, using them in place of her hands to hold Shen Qingyi down, tails coiling around her body.
Each of Shen Qingyi’s arms, her waist and abdomen, and the space between her legs were all bound by a snowy Fox Tail.
With her hands freed up, Su Qiulian was ready to truly begin.
Her mouth let Shen Qingyi go, but her head buried into her chest, while her hand followed the curve of Shen Qingyi’s belly downward…
Shen Qingyi was alarmed, hurriedly saying, “Wa—wait, not now, can you give me a little more time to get used to this?”
At her words, Su Qiulian’s hand paused, but her mouth did not—after licking her, she raised her head and looked at the blushing Shen Qingyi, saying, “But I want you now, Little Shen!”
“No, you can’t!”
Shen Qingyi protested, but her voice seemed weak and lacking force.
Su Qiulian kissed Shen Qingyi’s cheek again, then continued to lower her head to her chest.
Shen Qingyi squirmed, trying to break free, but Su Qiulian wouldn’t allow it—it seemed she truly didn’t intend to let go.
This frightened Shen Qingyi so much that she shouted, “If you don’t let go of me right now, I’ll never acknowledge you again!”
At these words, Su Qiulian finally stopped, not making another move.
Lifting her head to look at the thoroughly flustered Shen Qingyi, Su Qiulian inexplicably felt aggrieved.
She obediently straightened Shen Qingyi’s clothes, released her tails, then lay on top of her, holding her close—not moving, but unwilling to let her go.
Shen Qingyi was stunned by her actions, because she could hear faint sobbing coming from Su Qiulian.
Wait, what? I haven’t even cried yet!
Seriously?
Is she crying just because I wouldn’t let her?
Was I chased by this Demon Emperor in my past life while she cried the whole time?
That’s way too ridiculous!
Helpless, Shen Qingyi could only do as before, patting Su Qiulian’s back in comfort.
“Alright, alright, aren’t you the Demon Emperor? What kind of behavior is it to be sobbing all the time? I already said I just need some time, you’re not being very good like this!”
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Qingyi braced herself against the strange feeling and added, “A Lian…be good, alright?”
To her surprise, as soon as she called her “A Lian,” Su Qiulian cried even harder—before, her voice was faint, but now Shen Qingyi could hear it clearly without straining.
Su Qiulian buried her head against Shen Qingyi’s chest, bouncing from side to side, crying, “Little Shen is mine, Little Shen is mine, Little Shen is mine ×N”
This endless muttering made Shen Qingyi wipe at imaginary sweat on her forehead.
Honestly, how did I handle her in my past life?
How did the Demon Emperor end up crying all over me?
How does that make any sense?
Fortunately, Su Qiulian only cried on top of her for a short while before stopping.
Because someone began knocking on the door.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
“Shen Immortal Doctor, are you still there? We’re Qiu Ziling and Qiu Zimei!”
At the sound of knocking, Su Qiulian quickly wiped away her tears and turned back into her little fox form, clinging to Shen Qingyi’s neck.
“Really? So she does care about appearances,” Shen Qingyi muttered in her heart, then got up to open the door.
Standing outside were, as expected, Qiu Ziling and Qiu Zimei—they had come to bid Shen Qingyi farewell.
The two bowed upon seeing Shen Qingyi, but their respect was mainly directed toward Su Qiulian.
“We were only assigned by the Zongmen to investigate evil cultivators. Since we’ve lost track of them, and something like this happened in Hao Ren Town, we have to return and report to the sect. If Shen Immortal Doctor plans to leave, you’d better go soon, because…”
As he spoke, Qiu Zimei glanced at Su Qiulian, who was hanging from Shen Qingyi’s neck.
“Because, even though this senior saved everyone, she’s still a Fox Demon. The Zongmen may not be lenient. If you don’t leave soon, it could bring more trouble.”
It wasn’t that they could try to lie to the Zongmen, but rather that it sounded absurd for two mere Foundation Establishment cultivators to solve a Demonic Sect formation that nearly destroyed an entire town, and even drive away those Demonic Sect Disciples.
No one would believe it; they could only report the truth.
“Understood.”
Shen Qingyi answered for Su Qiulian.
After all, Su Qiulian didn’t seem in the mood to speak with others right now, only using her tail to tease Shen Qingyi’s face.
“Oh, right!”
As if suddenly recalling something, Shen Qingyi asked Qiu Zimei and Qiu Ziling, “Do you know any way to deal with Evil Thought?”
“Evil Thought…?”
“Yeah! Is there?”
She had asked Su Qiulian this before, but the Demon Emperor had only told her that, for now, there was no perfect solution.
So Shen Qingyi hadn’t expected much—she was just asking on a whim.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Zimei really answered her:
“There is! Yushenzong might have a way to handle it!”