Chapter 1524 - 782: Make Him Hate Me Forever
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The inside of the courtyard was very clean and tidy. Weeds grew everywhere, and Shi Qingzhuang was all over the place. The manor was made up of two floors, with two rooms on each floor. The moment he saw Qing Shui, he made up his mind and rushed to the second floor. He entered the room near the stairs, then walked over to a window covered in snow-white curtains.
Looking at Shi Qingzhuang, who had already started mopping the floor, an uncertain light flickered in Qing Shui’s eyes. He knew that if he missed this chance, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"I’m afraid he’ll hate me from now on, but even so, if I can’t obtain his love, then I might as well make him hate me forever."
"Hatred only starts from love. If I can’t make him fall in love with me, then I’ll make him hate me. Hate me so much he gnashes his teeth in fury, so that every night before he sleeps he’ll think of me!" Qing Shui decided resolutely.
Without the slightest hesitation, Qing Shui gently pressed Shi Qingzhuang against the window. The fragrance of flowers filled the entire room, but Qing Shui didn’t notice it at all, because all his attention was focused on Shi Qingzhuang’s scent.
From the very beginning, the lustful fire he’d invited had never been extinguished, and his manly desire had already swelled to the point that he worried it would explode. Under the effect of the aphrodisiac, Shi Qingzhuang had completely lost control, frantically caressing Qing Shui, frantically exploring his Divine Body.
That scorching-hot touch made Qing Shui’s blood surge, and very soon the two of them were pressed naked against the window. Only now did Qing Shui understand the power of that raging blaze. As his blood rushed, he couldn’t even see straight. Lying on top of Shi Qingzhuang, he began to pant and thrust his hips with all his might. That feeling... it felt so natural. When Qing Shui and Shi Qingzhuang were joined together and wildly rushed toward the peak, the sound of crashing waves resounded through everything.
Now, Qing Shui finally understood a girl’s taste in men... Qing Shui glanced at Shi Qingzhuang, who was deeply, soundly asleep. Only when he was asleep did that icy face become so warm and gentle. Qing Shui frowned; he knew the pain he had left behind was immense. However, when he recalled the numbness in his lower body, he did not regret it, thinking that girls were just that alluring.
Qing Shui wrapped his arms around the sleeping Shi Qingzhuang, feeling the smoothness of his skin, and as he gently caressed his cheek, he enjoyed that silky softness.
Now, Qing Shui carefully looked around the room he was in. The room faced south, and it seemed to be noon now. Winter sunlight seeped in through the window, creating a pleasant atmosphere.
Qing Shui gently covered Shi Qingzhuang with a blanket, hiding the secret, sacred lines of his body. He sighed inwardly. If only he were his chess piece... he would be so fortunate to possess such a gorgeous piece.
Qing Shui looked at the deeply sleeping Shi Qingzhuang and estimated that he wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon. He slowly put on his armor, then walked to the window, casting his gaze toward the horizon, letting his thoughts drift.
He had just popped a cherry. At this moment, Qing Shui’s emotions were extremely complicated. He simply couldn’t put them into words. After all, his previous life had greatly influenced his way of thinking, and this was a kind of joy. Compared to all the great movie stars and actors of his past life, Shi Qingzhuang’s performance was even more unforgettable. Of course, after "tightening" him, there was also a sense of achievement. Yet there was also a lingering longing, born from his feelings for him, as well as a faint sense of loss...
For a girl, nothing is more precious than her first time. Don’t be surprised, but it’s the same for a man. Even if a man’s first time is taken by the female owner of a strip club, that man will remember that woman for the rest of his life!
Qing Shui turned his head, glanced at the sleeping Shi Qingzhuang, and then sighed. Did I do the right thing? Will the relationship between us ever be the same again?
After that, he went to a secluded corner and entered the Purple Jade Fairyland.
The scene that appeared left Qing Shui stunned.
Because the current area of the Space Domain he was in had expanded by twice, compared to the previous space it was now one and a half times larger. Qing Shui stood in the center, staring blankly at the surroundings.
"Right, I must have somehow increased the range of the space!" Qing Shui happily rushed toward the Stone Stead. Before reaching the inscription stone, Qing Shui noticed that even the Crystal Pool had doubled in size, and its depth had increased as well. The originally dense schools of fish and turtles in the Crystal Pool were now spread far apart instead of clustering together.
During this period, the black fish had been breeding rapidly. From fry to adult, in just three days their scales would radiate a brilliant luster. As for the turtles, they were still only palm-sized, and no one had moved in yet. Qing Shui couldn’t help hoping the turtles would grow as fast as the fish, but he knew that couldn’t be forced. A turtle’s normal lifespan is measured in centuries, even thousands of years.
Watching more than two hundred turtles swim back and forth in the pond, Qing Shui couldn’t help longing to taste turtle soup again. Turtles weren’t just highly nutritious; they were also considered a symbol of good fortune in this world. He recalled the first time he ate turtle soup at the Yuhe Inn. That heavenly taste and its effects: promoting blood circulation and improving vitality, the collagen that made the skin smooth, lowering cholesterol and increasing calcium. Only a fool would refuse to eat it. Besides these benefits, there were many Cooking methods: boiling, steaming, and stir-frying with vegetables.
Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that Shi Qingzhuang hadn’t eaten anything yet. After detoxifying the poison, he needed to nourish his Divine Body and enjoy the pleasures of s*x. Why not prepare some turtle soup for him to drink?