Chapter 600 Intimate moments with two sisters

Deep in the back mountain of Huazong, clouds and mists entwine the green mountains like a veil. Walking along the winding flower path to the top of the mountain, a courtyard surrounded by flowers comes into view.

The roses hanging on the courtyard wall are dotted with pink and white flowers. There are several rare spiritual plants hidden among the vines. The leaves are emitting strange halos, which contrast beautifully with the glazed wind chimes hanging under the corridor.

The medicinal field in the corner of the courtyard is planted with seven-heart crabapples. The petals are falling, covering the winding path with a soft carpet of flowers, and the air is filled with sweet and refreshing medicinal fragrance.

The lawn in the center of the courtyard is like a green velvet carpet, dotted with tiny and exotic flowers and plants of different styles.

Xiao Ling lay on his side on the soft grass, one leg casually crossed over the other, his hands clasped across his chest, his posture lazy and relaxed.

Han Xue knelt beside him, letting Xiao Ling rest his head on her legs. She reached out her slender hands, and her fingertips gently shuttled through his hair. Her movements were slow and gentle.

The silver bell on her wrist rang slightly as she moved, startling a flock of butterflies resting in the grass. The butterfly wings swept across Xiao Ling's slightly closed eyes, creating a fragment of light and shadow.

In the distance, the mountain breeze swept across the sea of ​​flowers, raising layers of flower waves, and the fragrance of the flowers, accompanied by the fresh breath of the distant waterfall, blew towards you.

Xiao Ling raised his head slightly and looked at Han Xue's falling hair fluttering gently in the wind, glowing softly in the sunlight.

At this moment, I feel my mind is extremely peaceful, far away from trivial matters and disputes. Only tranquility and tenderness flow in this world surrounded by flowers.

Han Xue was concentrating on massaging Xiao Ling's head when she suddenly saw him slowly open his star-like blue eyes and stand up.

She subconsciously stopped her movements, tilted her head, and the pearl tassels in her hair swayed gently. Her clear eyes were full of concern: "Brother Xiao Ling, my strength was too strong. Did it make you feel uncomfortable?"

Facing her clear eyes, Xiao Ling's lips curled up into a gentle smile, stretched out his hand and gently scratched her nose, with a somewhat doting tone: "You, girl, are still as imaginative as before."

His fingertips stroked the falling crabapple petals in her hair. "Xue'er's massage was very comfortable. I didn't feel anything wrong. It was just too relaxing. I almost fell asleep, so I got up for a while."

Han Xue nodded slightly when she heard that. Her fingertips twisted the tassels on the hem of her skirt unconsciously. Her eyes curved into crescents. "It turns out that I was overthinking. If you feel tired, Brother Xiao Ling, just take a nap here. I will take good care of you."

The mist spread over the glazed tiles of the courtyard and wet her hair, making her look even more beautiful and charming.

Xiao Ling looked at the butterfly shadows cast by her eyelashes under her eyes when she lowered her eyes, and his heart suddenly felt itchy, and a slight smile escaped from his throat.

He stretched out his hand to hook the girl's slender wrist, and pulled her forward, his warm breath sweeping over her reddened ears: "Tsk tsk, after not seeing you for so many years, I just realized today that Xue'er has become even more charming."

The tone was gentle but a little bewitching, "Why not... let me take a good look at you. After all these years, I miss Xue'er's care so much."

Han Xue naturally understood the deeper meaning behind Xiao Ling's words.

She was not an inexperienced girl. She had had many intimate contacts with Xiao Ling before. However, they had been separated for many years, and the passionate memories of their skin-to-skin contact had gradually been shrouded by a veil, and they no longer had any deep impressions.

Being brought up so bluntly by Xiao Ling at this moment, two red clouds instantly rose on her fair cheeks, and her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

She turned her head away subconsciously, twisting the folds of her skirt with her fingers, and muttered hesitantly: "Not yet... Not yet..."

As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, as if the tail end of the sound was blown away by the mountain wind.

Han Xue paused, secretly glanced at Xiao Ling's half-smile, and added in a panic:
"It's still early, and... and my sister is still dealing with the sect's affairs. The Hua Sect has just experienced a power transition, and there are still many things to arrange. Brother Xiao Ling, don't you want to wait until my sister comes back to be together? Why don't we wait a little longer... until my sister is done with her work, then the three of us can be together."

By the end of her speech, her voice was almost inaudible, the tips of her ears were red as if blood was dripping, and she was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Hearing Han Xue's meaningful words, Xiao Ling was stunned at first, then he raised his head and laughed, stretched out his hand, and hugged Han Xue's soft body in his arms.

He looked down at the flushed cheeks of the person in his arms, and the shy yet faintly expectant look in her eyes, and said jokingly, "Tsk tsk, it seems that after so many years, it's not just me who misses you sisters Yue'er and Xue'er, Xue'er misses me too."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling's palm had already naturally slipped into Han Xue's clothes through the gap, and his fingertips gently stroked the delicate and soft skin on her waist.

The sudden intimate contact made Han Xue tremble violently, and a hot current instantly ran through her body.

Her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to push Xiao Ling away, but she couldn't bear to give up this long-awaited intimacy. She could only bite her lips and said in a coquettish and angry voice: "Brother Xiao Ling, you...you are starting to act up again."

But her red ears and slightly hot cheeks had already exposed the throbbing in her heart.

Under Xiao Ling's gentle yet aggressive touch, she felt her breathing become rapid, and her whole body was like a ignited flame, getting hotter under the warm spring sun.

Han Xue was at least someone who had tasted the pleasure of sex. The time she had spent with Xiao Ling in the past had left a deep impression on her heart.

However, during the long years of separation, the two sisters devoted themselves to cultivation, with the goal of catching up with Xiao Ling, which allowed them to put their inner desires on hold.

In order to improve their strength, they all turned their thoughts and longings for their loved ones into motivation for hard training in seclusion. Even if ripples appeared in their hearts in the dead of night, they just restrained themselves silently and buried their feelings deeply.

And now, I meet my lover whom I have been thinking about day and night again, and we can be together in such close proximity.

The moment Xiao Ling held her in his arms, Han Xue felt that the suppressed thoughts of the past were growing wildly like young buds breaking through the soil in spring.

Having not experienced the joy of sex for so many years, how could she not be looking forward to that kind of intimate contact?
However, she was shy and introverted by nature, so even though her heart was full of anticipation, she could only reveal her inner throbbing subtly through drooping brows, flushed cheeks, and slightly angry avoidance.

Xiao Ling looked at Han Xue's watery almond eyes. The blush spread to her neck, making her whole body as delicate and beautiful as a dewy crabapple.

His throat rolled unconsciously, and he could no longer suppress the emotions surging in his heart. He clasped her neck with his big hands, lowered his head and kissed her slightly open lips fiercely.

A familiar sweet scent instantly swept over her. Han Xue's pupils suddenly shrank and she instinctively wanted to struggle.

But the warmth from Xiao Ling's palm, mixed with the breath from deep within her memory, made her stiff body gradually soften.

The moment the tip of his tongue pried open her pearly teeth, those lingering moments that had been sealed by time suddenly revived, and the warm and moist touch seemed to have the power to set the prairie on fire, burning her eyes. As Xiao Ling sucked, Han Xue unconsciously let out soft sobs, and her hands that had been pressed against his chest gradually lost their strength, and instead wrapped around his thin waist.

She actively responded to this passion, her fingertips digging deeply into the fabric of the other's back, as if to make up for the years of separation.

The mountain breeze blew the crabapple petals past the intertwined figures. The glazed wind chimes jingled in the distance, but they could not hide the trembling of the two hearts getting closer and closer amidst the rapid breathing.

Since this was originally the residence of Han Xue and Han Yue in Hua Sect, and now Han Yue has just succeeded to the position of Sect Master, the entire Hua Sect is busy with the affairs of the new Sect Master. In addition, it has always been strictly forbidden to enter the Sect Master's residence without permission.

The two thought that this place was private enough and no one would come to disturb them without permission, so as they were immersed in the intimacy of their reunion, they did not pay much attention to their surroundings.

Even Mu Qingluan, who came to Hua Sect with Xiao Ling, was arranged by him early on. He asked Han Yue to specially instruct a Hua Sect steward to take her around the sect in the name of "visiting the scenery of Hua Sect". She would definitely not be idle in a short time.

But just as they were kissing each other and were lost in passion, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the yard, coming closer and closer, each step clear.

This sudden sound was like a basin of cold water, instantly waking up the two people who were immersed in tenderness.

Xiao Ling paused slightly, and Han Xue was so frightened that her whole body trembled. Her hands that were originally around his waist suddenly loosened, and her pretty face was instantly filled with panic and shyness. She raised her head in panic, and looked nervously in the direction where the footsteps came from.

Compared to Han Xue's slightly flustered appearance at the moment, with the tips of her ears still flushed with red, Xiao Ling looked normal, with only his eyebrows slightly raised, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

As far as the two of them could see, bluestone steps were winding down, and a figure was walking slowly towards them in the fragmented light and shadow.

The man was wearing a plain white brocade robe embroidered with silver crabapple flowers. The faint golden patterns between his wide sleeves flowed with his steps. The Huazong jade pendant on his waist reflected a warm halo in the sunlight.

Her snow-white long hair was loosely tied up, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her temples, making her pretty face look even softer. It was Han Yue, who had just succeeded to the position of the leader of the Shanghua Sect.

She was holding a scroll of documents, and the white jade hairpin in her hair trembled with her steps, making a subtle sound that blended with the sound of footsteps on the stone steps and gradually became clearer.

Seeing that it was her sister, Han Xue's nervous expression instantly relaxed, but there was still a trace of doubt between her eyebrows. She asked softly, "Sister, you just succeeded the position of the leader of the Hua Sect today. I guess you must have a lot of complicated affairs to deal with. Why did you come back so soon?"

As she spoke, she subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up her messy hair, her eyes full of confusion.

Han Yuelian took light steps and gently placed the document in her hand on the stone table. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Her wide sleeves fluttered slightly, and a few crabapple petals slowly fell.

"It's not as busy as you think. The elders are helping out wholeheartedly. Many things are handled smoothly and don't take much thought. Besides, there's no rush for the sect's affairs."

Her tone was gentle and her expression was indifferent, as if she was really relaxed.

But in fact, she had just taken the position of the clan leader, and there were still many things she had to deal with, so it was definitely not something that could be completed in this short time.

However, when he thought of Xiao Ling, his longing for his beloved whom he had met again after a long separation, the longing in his heart grew like a vine, and he wished he could be by his side right now.

So Han Yue asked for leave from the elders on the pretext of entertaining the distinguished guest Xiao Ling.

The elders of Hua Zong also understood that getting closer to a person like Xiao Ling would be of great benefit to Hua Zong. Moreover, they also hoped that the relationship between Hua Zong and Xiao Ling could go further, so they tacitly took on most of the affairs, allowing her to get away, and they hurried back here.

However, Han Yue had just returned when she saw her sister and Xiao Ling behaving intimately. This intimacy made her both angry and amused for a moment.

What made him angry was that the two of them were so carried away that it would be bad if they were seen by others; what made him laugh was that his sister, who was usually shy, was so bold in front of Xiao Ling.

In fact, she knew in her heart that she and her sister had already fallen in love with Xiao Ling. As for the other women around Xiao Ling, the two sisters did have a competitive mentality in their hearts, wanting to occupy a more important position in Xiao Ling's heart.

But the two sisters have a deep relationship, and this little comparison will not affect their friendship, nor will it cause internal strife. After all, in their hearts, Xiao Ling is very important, and sisterhood is equally important.

However, Han Yue had no intention of pretending not to see it and started the performance immediately.

Glancing at the two people's intimate appearance, Han Yue deliberately sighed heavily, shook his head helplessly and drooped his eyes, pretending to be heartbroken: "Tsk tsk, it turns out that I, the sect leader, rushed back non-stop after the handover, and became an uninvited guest who annoys others. I should have spent more time in the meeting room earlier, so as not to spoil the mood of some people."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed his chest, as if he was really heartbroken by the scene before him.

Xiao Ling saw through her "acting skills" at a glance and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and chuckle.

Although Han Xue's cheeks were flushed, she couldn't help but scolded: "Sister is teasing me again."

The two people who knew Han Yue's personality very well could naturally see that her exaggerated movements and tone clearly hid a smile that she couldn't hold back, and there was no real disappointment at all.

And Xiao Ling directly loosened the hand that was around Han Xue's waist, stretched out his long arms, and half of his arms were exposed in the direction of Han Yue, and his eyebrows raised with a hint of teasing: "No, you came at the right time."

There was a smile in his eyes, and at this moment it seemed as if he was deliberately inviting her to join in the fun.

Han Xue, who was originally embarrassed because she was caught being intimate, burst out laughing when she saw this.

Han Yue rolled her eyes in annoyance, the jade hairpin in her hair swaying slightly as she moved: "You're so unruly." She said with disdain, but her feet moved forward involuntarily.

She gently brushed away her falling hair and leaned into Xiao Lingkong's arms. The moment she was enveloped by the familiar breath, the smile in her eyes could no longer be hidden.

Xiao Ling looked at the two figures leaning against each other in his arms, and the surging thoughts in his chest turned into hearty laughter. Then he put his arms around the waists of the two women and strode into the bedroom behind him.

The door closed slowly, sealing the affection and longing of the three people after their long separation in this private world. Inexhaustible tenderness and love also flowed quietly in this quiet space.

(End of this chapter)