Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 184: Demoness, do not tempt my Dao heart!

The next morning, Song Youwei woke up groggy and subconsciously said, “Oh no, the market has already opened.”

Lin Fengmian, with a mixture of laughter and exasperation, grabbed her and said, “Sister Youwei, your tofu is mine. Give me a bowl of soy milk first.”

Song Youwei let out a small cry and came to her senses, scolding him, “I don’t have any soy milk.”

Lin Fengmian leaned in and grinned mischievously, “You do, I can take it myself.”

Song Youwei was taken by surprise and couldn’t help but exclaim, blushing and nervous.

When she saw the baby crawling and sucking on her chest, she said embarrassedly, “It’s daylight, stop playing. I don’t have a child, you won’t get anything.”

Without lifting his head, Lin Fengmian replied, “A day’s work begins in the morning, Sister Youwei, you should get up with the rooster!”

Song Youwei shouted, “No, I have to help Auntie prepare breakfast.”

“Mother can handle it. Just make sure I’m well fed,” Lin Fengmian muttered.

Song Youwei was scared and said, “Again?”

Is this guy an animal? No, he’s even more animalistic than an animal!

The donkey she used to pull the millstone was exhausted for days after being used for breeding.

She quickly turned around, not wanting to let him have his way, but soon her legs were gently lifted and she found herself in a different position.

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Lin Fengmian smiled wickedly, “Sister Youwei, haven’t you heard that you should never turn your back on an enemy? You’ll be betrayed.”

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Song Youwei, caught off guard, was betrayed and couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. She was still too young.

But thinking about their impending separation, she let him do as he pleased.

The bed creaked again, and a heavenly, sad melody drifted out.

An hour later, Lin Fengmian finally helped the weak and wobbly Song Youwei out of the room.

Song Youwei was not a cultivator, just an ordinary woman, and her physical strength couldn’t match that of Liu Mei and others.

She was a novice in such matters, and she had been completely exhausted by Lin Fengmian. The fact that she could even stand up was impressive.

But now, she felt as if her entire body was falling apart, as if she had been hit by a carriage.

Li Zhuxuan had already prepared breakfast and when she saw Song Youwei’s awkward movements, she couldn’t help but grin broadly, causing her to blush deeply.

The four of them ate breakfast quietly, with Lin Wencheng and Li Zhuxuan repeatedly reminding Lin Fengmian to be careful.

Lin Fengmian listened in silence and ate his breakfast diligently, occasionally responding with a soft “hmm.”

After eating, Lin Wencheng and the others escorted him to the door.

Lin Fengmian reluctantly said, “Father, Mother, Sister Youwei, I’m leaving.”

“All right, be careful in everything you do and put your safety first,” Lin Wencheng said.

“If you ever decide not to cultivate, come back. We’ll be waiting for you,” Li Zhuxuan added.

Song Youwei held his hand and reluctantly let go, “I will always be here waiting for you.”

Lin Fengmian replied with a soft “hmm” as he looked at Song Youwei, who was fighting back tears, and his parents, who were also reluctant to let him go. Then he hugged them tightly.

Stepping out of the gate, he saw Zhao Ningzhi and the women from the Joyful Union Sect waiting outside. He walked over to them.

“Master Zhao, let’s go!”

Zhao Ningzhi looked at Song Youwei and Li Zhuxuan who were crying behind the gate and asked with a complex expression, “Aren’t you going to look back?”

“No, I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave if I do,” Lin Fengmian said dejectedly.

“Alright, let’s go.”

The group walked out of town, and Lin Fengmian didn’t even look back for fear of seeing their tearful eyes.

Since he had chosen the path of cultivation, there was no turning back.

A familiar scent wafted by, and he turned his head to see Liu Mei looking radiant and provocatively dressed.

The vixen was wearing only a bright red halter top that barely contained her ample breasts, making Lin Fengmian worry that the fabric might not hold. 

Her lower half was clad in a red asymmetrical chiffon skirt, revealing her long, smooth legs with every step she took, captivating anyone who looked.

Her swan-like neck, enticing collarbones, round shoulders, snake-like waist, and sleek legs were a feast for the eyes, leaving one unsure where to look.

Large swaths of her skin were exposed, so fair it was almost enviable, and her every step exuded charm and allure.

While bright red is not a color easily managed by most women, it suited her perfectly, making her look stunning.

Even among a group of beauties, Liu Mei stood out the most, attracting the attention of everyone who saw her.

If she so desired, she could easily steal the gaze of everyone around her, and at that moment, even Chen Qingyan and Xia Yunxi were overshadowed.

Numerous passersby couldn’t take their eyes off her, and some even ran into the walls, causing a commotion.

Lin Fengmian, watching the vixen who was giggling, couldn’t help but feel annoyed, “Why are you dressed so scantily?”

Liu Mei’s plump red lips curled into a smile, “I like it. Why would you care what I wear?”

Lin Fengmian was incredibly frustrated. He wanted to say something, but he had no right to do so.

Seeing his displeasure, Liu Mei seemed rather pleased, her brows and eyes slightly curved in a smile.

She leaned close to his ear and chuckled, “Why are you walking so unsteadily? Was the little widow so exciting?”

Lin Fengmian replied irritably, “Who is walking unsteadily? Even if she was that exciting, could she be as exciting as you, you little demoness?”

He wasn’t joking; when he was with Liu Mei, he almost needed to lean on the wall to keep himself upright.

“Really?”

Liu Mei giggled, her ample chest trembling, the fabric looking like it might tear at any moment.

Lin Fengmian quickly reached out to adjust it, scowling, “Next time, I won’t let you wear it.”

“It won’t fall off, really.”

Despite her words, Liu Mei obediently stood still and let him adjust her clothes, a sweet smile playing on her lips.

“I have some clothes that I’m a little embarrassed to wear. How about I wear them for you when we get back?”

Lin Fengmian could hardly imagine what kind of clothes could make even this “demoness” feel embarrassed.

“Hmph, you temptress, am I that kind of person? Don’t you dare corrupt my resolve.”

“Aren’t you?”

Liu Mei said with a hint of regret, “That’s too bad. They were specially brought from a faraway land by my elder sister.”

“They can even make you look like a demon, it’s quite interesting. There are also black stockings and white stockings…”

Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but stiffen slightly at her words, coughing to cover it up, “I can take a look and criticize them!”

Liu Mei suddenly reached down and grabbed him, giggling, “Still pretty spirited, that widow doesn’t measure up.”

After that, she ran off, and Lin Fengmian wanted to chase after her, but he was restrained by his physical reaction, so he stood there and bent down slightly to hide his embarrassment.

He fumed, “Liu Mei, are you bored or what?”

Liu Mei turned around, bent over and made a funny face, “Not at all, what can you do about it?”

“Don’t let me catch you, or I’ll make your butt bloom.” Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth.

“Come and catch me, if you catch me, you can make me bloom front and back.”

Liu Mei giggled and ran off, occasionally turning back to jump a few times, her ample chest jiggling.

It was then that Lin Fengmian realized that the clothes really weren’t going to fall off, he could only attribute it to the size of what was holding them up.