Su Qiulian gripped her blind staff tightly with one hand, then followed along the shaft to seize Shen Qingyi’s hand, pulling her directly into her arms.
Her fingers teasingly lifted Shen Qingyi’s chin as she spoke in an especially seductive voice, “I heard Little Shen already reported me to the authorities to have me arrested? How heartbreaking!”
Hearing this, Shen Qingyi struggled in her embrace.
“Isn’t it only right that a pervert like you gets caught? I advise you to surrender yourself!”
“Surrender myself? But I’m not actually a pervert, so why should I?”
Su Qiulian shamelessly replied.
“You! You’re absolutely shameless!”
As Shen Qingyi spoke, she moved to slap Su Qiulian, but of course, her hand was instantly caught.
Squeezing Shen Qingyi’s petite hand, Su Qiulian said helplessly, “Then what would it take for Little Shen to believe I’m not a pervert?”
“No matter what, I’d never think you aren’t a pervert!”
Shen Qingyi struggled, regretful that she hadn’t agreed to Qiu Ziling’s suggestion earlier—she hadn’t expected this damn pervert to break in even after she’d shut the door!
Anxious beyond words, she was now truly beginning to suspect that Su Qiulian might actually be some sort of Evil Cultivator.
Otherwise, who hides out in someone else’s home like this?
Pervert!
Rotten woman!
Wicked Evil Cultivator!
She cursed inwardly, all the while hoping Dog Lian could act like a proper dog and at least give this pervert a good bite!
But instead of Dog Lian biting the pervert, it was Su Qiulian who let her go on her own.
Shen Qingyi was stunned, momentarily forgetting to move away.
Then she felt Su Qiulian gently pull her hand and place it on her own chest, saying, “Since Little Shen feels I took advantage of you before, why not let you take advantage of me in return? You can touch however you want!”
Touch…
How?
Hearing this, Shen Qingyi unconsciously squeezed the hand Su Qiulian had placed on her chest.
So soft…
She squeezed again.
So big…
And so springy…
Just as she wanted to squeeze again, she heard a faint, alluring sound of discomfort from Su Qiulian, like a soft moan.
Shen Qingyi snapped back to herself.
Her face flushed instantly and she quickly pulled her hand away, scolding, “Wh-who wants to take advantage of you?! I’m not a pervert!”
“Then how does Little Shen want me to make it up to you?”
“Make it up?”
“Yes, how should I make it up to you, so you’ll stop thinking I’m a pervert?”
“T-then first, get on your knees and kowtow to me!”
Shen Qingyi didn’t believe a word she said, so she said this on purpose.
Yet, right after, a heavy “thud” sounded by her ear, and with her spiritual sense, she sensed Su Qiulian really kneeling down to her!
And she was just about to kowtow, which gave Shen Qingyi a fright.
She hurriedly stopped her:
“Enough, enough! I was just joking! No need to actually kowtow!”
She added, “But you might as well stay kneeling for now!”
Then she sat aside, pondering what compensation to demand from Su Qiulian.
This woman not only groped her all over, she’d stolen her first kiss—she definitely had to pay a price!
Su Qiulian knelt obediently, watching Little Shen pace back and forth, deep in thought with a hand to her chin.
Kneeling to my wife, huh?
Not embarrassing at all!
Besides, in her previous life, she’d knelt plenty of times, though only after doing something bad—this was the first time kneeling before she’d done anything!
Thinking this, Su Qiulian felt a tickle in her heart, her gaze drawn to Shen Qingyi’s feet as she paced.
Unconsciously, she swallowed.
No!
She had to hold back!
She couldn’t let Little Shen start to hate her again!
What if, like earlier today, she was lured away by another woman?
After all, in this life, their feelings were starting from scratch.
They’d have to build them anew—she’d just rushed things earlier.
Though she could try to help Shen Qingyi recall memories of their past life to deepen their bond quickly, that didn’t seem likely at the moment.
It would have to proceed slowly, as before.
Still, armed with the First Run Experience, Su Qiulian was confident—they’d be together much sooner this life.
How could a dignified Demon Emperor possibly fail?
As she mused, Shen Qingyi finished thinking.
Shen Qingyi sat on the bed with her arms crossed and said, “I’ve decided. I won’t ask for much. I want you to unconditionally agree to three conditions of mine! Can you do that?”
“I can!”
Su Qiulian answered without hesitation.
What a joke, she’d agree to three thousand, let alone three!
Her Little Shen, she’d pamper herself!
Shen Qingyi hadn’t expected Su Qiulian to agree so easily, and asked doubtfully, “Are you sure? You have to agree to three conditions unconditionally, and they could be pretty over-the-top!”
“I’m sure!”
Su Qiulian replied without a hint of hesitation.
“Emmm…”
Seeing Su Qiulian so certain, Shen Qingyi didn’t bother to warn her further.
In fact, since that’s the case, don’t blame the Shen Immortal Doctor!
Shen Qingyi crossed one leg over the other, her toes curling at Su Qiulian as she said mischievously, “Then my first condition is to punish your lying, first-kiss-stealing mouth! Crawl over here and lick my shoe!”
Su Qiulian froze.
Should she say, as expected from a woman she once shared a bed with?
How did Little Shen know what she was thinking right now?
How is this a punishment?
This is clearly a reward!
“As you command, Little Shen!”
Su Qiulian said solemnly.
She was about to get up, but this immediately displeased Shen Qingyi.
“Hey, hey! I said crawl over! Who told you to walk?”
Su Qiulian paused, then obediently got down on all fours, crawling over to Shen Qingyi.
Once she reached her, she took Shen Qingyi’s raised foot in her hands and was about to take off her shoe, but this annoyed Shen Qingyi even more.
“Hey! Why are you taking off my shoe?”
“Huh? Isn’t that what you meant?”
Su Qiulian feigned innocence.
“You! I told you to lick it over the shoe!”
Shen Qingyi huffed.
Seeing this, Su Qiulian stopped playing dumb.
She lowered her head, and with a look of deep reverence, kissed Shen Qingyi’s little foot.
She didn’t even bother brushing off the dust—her rosy lips simply touched the dirty cloth shoe.
The time dragged on until Shen Qingyi felt something was wrong.
She quickly withdrew her foot from Su Qiulian’s hands, her face full of disgust.
“Ugh—do you have some kind of special fetish or something?”
Su Qiulian shrugged.
“I’m just fulfilling Little Shen’s condition!”
“Ugh…”
The more serious Su Qiulian was, the more Shen Qingyi felt there was something off about her.
Her look of disgust deepened.
She stomped on Su Qiulian’s face, pushing her away.
“I take it back! That condition doesn’t count! I want to think of a new one!”
“All right…”
Su Qiulian didn’t refuse, though her face looked a little disappointed.
She soon brightened again, standing up to say, “Why not replace that condition with me teaching you a Spell?”
“How about it? That’s reasonable, right? And not some strange hobby!”