Chapter 605: Chapter 605: Yao Xin’s Shrewdness

When Purple Death pulled back, a faint flush colored her cheeks, but her gaze remained perfectly steady.

"...There. Now take your hand out."

Li Feng stared at her.

For several seconds, he could not say a word.

This was not how things were supposed to go.

Purple Death tilted her head slightly and looked at him.

"What?"

Li Feng blinked.

Then he smiled wryly and let out a short sigh.

"...Nothing."

At last, he released her.

His warm hand slipped out from beneath her robe, and Purple Death immediately seized the opportunity.

Her eyes flashed.

Before he could change his mind, or before that shameless smile of his could turn serious again, she pulled her clothes tightly around herself and rushed toward the door.

BANG!

The wooden door slammed open.

Morning light spilled into the room as she disappeared in a flurry of robes and hurried footsteps.

Li Feng remained standing there, completely naked, staring at the empty doorway.

He clicked his tongue, then looked down at his hand and shook it with a helpless smile.

"Tsk. She really ran as if I were some wild beast about to devour her."

Feeling something, he glanced down.

His little brother was still standing there in the morning light, thick and unsatisfied, looking almost wronged after being pressed against her for so long, only to be abandoned at the last moment.

Li Feng scolded it with a helpless smile.

"What’s with that pitiful look? She kissed us and even showed us such a cute side of herself. That’s already a win for us."

It twitched stubbornly.

Li Feng smiled wryly.

"Come on. Don’t droop like that."

He patted it once, as though comforting a loyal beast.

"...But well, it is a little frustrating to be left like this first thing in the morning."

Li Feng sighed, then glanced toward one particular direction.

And a mischievous smile slowly spread across his face.

"Hehe. Time to give my Chief Yang Regulator some work~."

He grabbed his robe, didn’t bother putting it on properly, and only tied it loosely around his waist.

Still bare-chested and still half-hard beneath the cloth, he stepped out of the wooden house.

The area was quiet, and Yao Xin was lying there exactly as he had left her.

She was completely naked as her limbs were limp.

Her body looked weak, spread open on the stone as if she no longer had the strength to close her legs.

Her breathing was uneven, eyes hazy, a thin sheen of sweat still clinging to her skin.

It seemed Shadow had been tickling her for days and had just left with Purple Death.

Li Feng looked at the wrecked state she was in and felt a flicker of pity.

But it passed quickly.

That wreckage was the price of the two days he had just spent with Purple Death, and he was not about to regret it.

He walked over and crouched beside her.

Up close her breasts rose and fell with every thin breath, flushed, still faintly trembling from days of helpless squirming.

He lifted one finger and pressed the soft swell.

The flesh yielded, then bounced back.

"Mm~..."

Yao Xin made a broken little sound.

Her lashes fluttered.

She did not even have the strength to cover herself.

Slowly, her hazy eyes found him at last.

As she realized it was genuinely him, that Shadow had vanished, and that the two days of incessant tickling had truly ceased, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Then, the tears streamed down.

However, she did not cry out.

The sob that came out was weak and wronged, the kind that only appears after a body has already been emptied of strength and nothing is left but feeling.

"M-Master..."

His teasing finger stilled on her breast.

He looked at her wet face, at the way her naked, limp body shook with small sobs, and the shameless curve of his mouth softened a fraction.

"...Alright. It’s over."

He sat properly, pulled her against his chest, and let her collapse there.

She was warm, damp with sweat, almost boneless.

One hand came up and stroked her hair, slow and steady, the way a man soothes a girl who has been bullied past her limit.

"There, there... Don’t worry. There’s no more Shadow and no more tickling."

The moment she was held, she cried harder.

"I-It wouldn’t stop...hic... my feet... my sides... I couldn’t even close my legs... two days, Master...hic... two days, and I was just left there... I thought I was going to lose my mind..."

The complaint came out broken and wet against his skin.

He kept stroking her hair, the other arm locked around her waist, holding that exhausted body close.

"I understand. You must have endured considerable hardship, but you did well."

Pressed to his chest, her sobs sounded pitiful enough to melt stone.

But... inwardly a flash of calculation crossed her teary eyes. If she did not farm favor now, when would she?

She sniffled, rubbed her wet cheek against him, and made her voice even more wronged.

"Master is so biased... I waited so long... and you only come after you’re finished with her..."

Her arms, weak as they were, still found the strength to cling.

Then she saw it: a look of genuine wrongness on his face, as if he had only now understood how badly she had been left behind.

"You suffered enough," he said quietly. "You deserve to rest."

Before she could answer he slid one arm under her knees and the other behind her back and lifted her in a gentle princess carry.

Her naked, limp body settled against his chest as if she weighed nothing.

Yao Xin’s eyes brightened.

This gentleness...

Perhaps she could earn more than his favor; maybe she could earn his fondness.

’Hehe... such a rare opportunity to improve my status... I have to strike while the iron is hot!’

The thought made her even coyer.

She hid her face against his shoulder, voice small and pitiful.

"Master... my legs won’t listen... don’t put me down yet..."

He consoled her as he carried her toward the wooden house.

"I won’t. Just get some rest, and I’ll take care of you."

She clung to him, secretly pleased, already picturing a quiet room, a warm bed, and Li Feng staying beside her while she recovered.

And she did not realize yet what his way of making her relax actually meant.

The wooden door closed behind them.

For a moment there was only silence.

Then Yao Xin’s voice slipped out, startled first and then breaking.

"M-Master...? Wait—ah...! That’s not— hnnn~!"

The sound that followed was no longer pitiful.

It was thrilled, wet, and helpless.

Soon, sweet moans spilled from behind the closed door, rising and falling as Li Feng’s so-called rest turned intense far too quickly.

Outside, the Divine Brick stayed peaceful.

...Inside, Yao Xin learned that being carried so gently did not mean she would be allowed to rest.

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