Chapter 1136 Reunion after a long absence

Ye Tianming chuckled and moved his palm down, pressing lightly on her leg. His spiritual power moved slowly through the meridians in her legs like teasing fingers.

Jiang Muwan's body tensed slightly, her pale lips gradually returned to their original red, the heat on her face deepened, and there was a hint of panic and confusion in her eyes.

"Tianming...I feel uncomfortable..."

Jiang Muwan's voice was trembling and tempting.

Ye Tianming's method is so unique.

Even though she tried her best to restrain herself, her body couldn't help but go limp.

The spiritual power in her body flowed through her body in waves like electric current.

Ye Tianming looked down at his tempting lover, his eyes full of tenderness and doting, his voice couldn't help but become a little hoarse: "Be good, it will be fine soon."

As he spoke, his palm continued to move upwards and soon pressed on her chest.

Spiritual energy slowly flowed into her heart through a piece of soft skin.

Jiang Muwan's body trembled even more violently, her rapid breathing sprayed on Ye Tianming's neck like a hot stream, her face was flushed like clouds, and her star-like eyes were full of moisture.

"Tianming...I..."

Jiang Muwan's voice was as low as a mosquito's, with a hint of shyness and temptation.

Ye Tianming felt her heartbeat quicken, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He whispered, "Muwan, your heart is beating very fast."

Jiang Muwan's face turned even redder. She gently pushed Ye Tianming's chest and said weakly, "Tianming, stop teasing me..."

Ye Tianming chuckled, feeling the last trace of medicinal power completely absorbed into her meridians.

The damaged meridians closed completely, and a healthy and comfortable feeling surged in her body. Jiang Muwan could no longer hold back and hummed.

“Ah…comfortable…”

The tempting voice seemed to invite him to go one step further and completely broke Ye Tianming's self-restraint.

Jiang Muwan, whose injuries had almost recovered, now had a blush on her face and a hint of confusion and shyness in her eyes, like a budding flower, waiting for him to pick it.

Ye Tianming's eyes gradually became deep and fiery. He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Muwan in his arms, his voice hoarse and low: "Muwan, you are really... so beautiful."

Jiang Muwan's face turned even redder. She bit her lips lightly, and her hands couldn't help but climb up Ye Tianming's neck, with a hint of shyness and anticipation in her eyes.

Her body trembled slightly, as if silently expressing her desire.

Ye Tianming could no longer control his inner impulse. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed Jiang Muwan's lips.

Jiang Muwan's body trembled violently, then she closed her eyes and responded to his passion eagerly.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, as if at this moment, all words became redundant.

Ye Tianming's palm slowly moved down, gently stroking her waist, his fingertips lightly wandering on her smooth skin, causing waves of tremors.

Jiang Muwan's body became softer and her heartbeat became faster.

The tingling sensations were like electric currents, causing her breathing and sanity to completely collapse.

"Tianming...I love you..."

A fiery light flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes, and the two bodies gradually intertwined.

As the night deepened, the temperature in the room gradually rose.

It seemed that at this moment, their souls were also closely connected.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night of reunion after a long separation...

The shadows on the curtains rose and fell, and the bed, the floor, and the table in the bedroom all carried the passion of their reunion.

Before I knew it, the night had passed.

The morning light shines into the living room through the gauze curtains, and the fragrance of tea still lingers on the coffee table.

As Ye Tianming walked down the spiral staircase holding Jiang Muwan's hand, he saw Feng Hui wiping the already spotless rosewood table.

"Mom, why did you get up so early?" Jiang Muwan blushed and pulled out her hand that was held by Ye Tianming. The traces of last night's lovemaking were faintly visible on her collar.

Feng Hui glanced meaningfully at the red mark on her daughter's neck, smiled and pushed the hot tea to the two of them: "Your father and I discussed it all night, and we still want to go back to Longhai City."

She stroked the rim of the blue and white porcelain cup, "Although the provincial capital is good, our roots are in our hometown after all."

There was the sound of a cane tapping on the ground at the corner of the stairs.

Jiang Zhongming walked down slowly in a dark blue Tang suit, the morning light gilding his silver temples: "My old bones can't stand the tossing and turning, the flower beds I planted in Longhai back then should be pruned."

"Grandpa..." Jiang Muwan was about to speak when Ye Tianming gently pinched her palm.

She turned around and saw the golden light flowing in her lover's eyes.

It was obvious that Ye Tianming was checking the injuries of his elders.

"Dad, are you going back with us too?"

Jiang Haibo looked at his father in astonishment, and the chess piece in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Ye Tianming was quick-witted and quick-handed.

The black and white pieces suddenly floated in the air and fell back onto the chessboard.

After a night of recuperation, the injuries of the three were indeed no longer serious.

The spiritual energy remaining on Ye Tianming's fingertips quickly returned to calm like a dragon returning to the sea.

He held Jiang Muwan's slender waist and asked in a deep voice: "Muwan, Grandpa, Dad, and Mom are all going back. What do you think?"

Jiang Muwan's eyes showed reluctance, her fingertips gently stroked the sword cocoon on Ye Tianming's palm, and the morning light cast fine golden rays on her butterfly-like eyelashes.

The feeling of his fingers holding mine last night is still warm on my skin, but now I have to say goodbye.

"Tianming, I'll go back with my parents and grandpa." She looked at the startled bluebird outside the window, and her voice was like petals soaked in morning dew.

She lowered her eyes and said in a voice as light as a mosquito: "Although the provincial capital is good, our cultivation is still shallow. Staying here will only distract you."

The morning light from outside the window shone on her slightly trembling eyelashes, reflecting a fine golden glow.

Ye Tianming could feel the trembling of her fingertips, which was a sign of her reluctance to let go.

Ye Tianming couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in his heart.

They had just reunited and were about to separate again.

Jiang Muwan suddenly raised her head and forced herself to be alert.

"Tianming, there is the wisteria you planted for me in Longhai's old house." Her eyes suddenly sparkled with tears, "I'll wait for you there, okay?"

Ye Tianming's heart suddenly tightened.

He thought of the way Jiang Muwan trembled in his arms last night, the broken meridians in her body, and the hideous greed of Jiang Qiankun's family.

Although his cultivation has improved a lot now.

But the provincial capital was a place full of hidden talents and crouching tigers, and even he couldn't protect them with all his strength.

He closed his eyes, suppressed the struggle in his heart, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear: "Okay, it will be safer to go back to Longhai."

Jiang Muwan's fingertips suddenly tightened, leaving a faint crescent mark on his palm.

She bit her lip and choked up: "You...you must be careful. Go home quickly!"

Ye Tianming held her in his arms and lowered his head to sniff her hair.

"I will come back to pick you up after I finish dealing with the affairs in the provincial capital." His voice was low, "I will take you to the Jinguang Palace now and let the disciples of the Jinguang Palace escort you back."

Jiang Muwan buried her face in his chest, her tears silently soaking his clothes.