Can Gu Yan's Bodily Fluids Help Me Cultivate

Noon, back at the Leng Family after buying groceries.

In the study.

Leng Qingqiu grabbed Gu Yan's collar and sniffed it closely with her little head.

A few seconds later.

She looked up with a frosty expression and said coldly, "You smell like another woman!"

"A mix of perfume and disinfectant... Oh, I get it. You went to visit that woman named Wang Yulan in the hospital, didn't you?"

"I know Wang Yulan."

"But who is this other woman who sprayed herself with peach-scented perfume?"

Leng Qingqiu coldly let go of Gu Yan's collar, then smiled amicably at him.

Who would have thought? Last night, you left saying your family missed you, but it turns out it was that woman in the hospital who was missing you, huh?

Of course, what I care about is just that my servant went to another woman. It's simply that I feel uncomfortable, as if my servant has been snatched away.

Although I know Wang Yulan is in a pitiful situation, for some reason, I just feel extremely displeased.

And what's more, there seems to be another woman besides Wang Yulan!

What should you do when you have a wife who is a tsundere, refuses to admit she likes you, and is jealous?

Gu Yan thinks she is just incredibly cute!

He reached out and pinched Leng Qingqiu's cheeks, gently pulling them to the sides, and teased, "Are you an idiot? Why are you so nervous?"

"My dear husband only loves you, Leng Qingqiu. Wang Yulan's mother is my teacher, so of course, I had to visit her."

"As for that woman who sprayed perfume, honestly, I don't even know her. She's probably a friend of Wang Yulan's."

"As soon as I walked in, she tried to take advantage of me, saying she wanted me to be her boyfriend."

"Oh... by the way, Qingqiu, your cheeks feel really nice to pinch..."

Leng Qingqiu was extremely annoyed, although she felt better after hearing Gu Yan's explanation.

But!

Smack!

"Take your dirty hands off! It hurts!"

Leng Qingqiu slapped Gu Yan's hand away, covering her face with both hands, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Damn it, I hate people who have no sense of boundaries. Do you think the Night King's face is something anyone can touch?

Of course, the main point is...

Leng Qingqiu snorted softly, crossing her arms and said, "So, what did you say after she confessed to you?"

"Were you so happy that you almost jumped up and nodded in agreement on your knees?"

Seeing this, Gu Yan pressed his hands on Leng Qingqiu's shoulders and pushed her back into the chair: "What are you talking about, Qingqiu? Of course, I rejected her immediately."

He spoke while gently massaging Leng Qingqiu's shoulders.

Today, Leng Qingqiu was wearing a black high-necked slim-fitting knitted sweater, which made her already fair complexion even more stunning. Coupled with her great figure, the feel of her shoulders under Gu Yan's hands was fantastic.

Looking down from above, Leng Qingqiu resembled a beautifully crafted doll, light and comfortable to hold.

As he massaged, Gu Yan could feel the slight tremors in her body. He leaned down slightly, taking in the fragrance emanating from Leng Qingqiu.

Her expression slightly changed, her fingers trembling as she deliberately tapped her arm to relieve the tension, pretending to remain calm on the surface: "Mmm... and then?"

"Then, I said I was married."

Married?

To me?

A sense of joy inexplicably surged in Leng Qingqiu's heart. She relaxed her body slightly, leaning back in the chair, and continued to ask, "To whom... are you married?"

"Guess?"

Gu Yan applied a bit more force, and Leng Qingqiu gradually let go of her arms that had been hugging her chest.

Her arms slowly dropped, and she seemed to hear Gu Yan's slightly heated breathing near her ear.

This guy... is he getting this close again while massaging me?

Leng Qingqiu's mind was a bit hazy. Wait, I can't let myself get like this.

"I... um... don't want to guess..."

Leng Qingqiu said haltingly, her breathing slightly hurried.

Due to Gu Yan's technique, his playful tone, and the warm breath on her ear, her heart was racing.

"Of course, it's you, my Qingqiu."

Gu Yan reached out, wrapping his arms around Leng Qingqiu from behind, bending down, and burying his face in the side of her neck.

Leng Qingqiu tried to struggle, but found that her body was powerless.

What's happening to me...

"Pervert... let go of me..."

Leng Qingqiu tried to push Gu Yan away with her powerless words, but inside, she was enjoying the moment.

But the next second.

Gu Yan's actions shattered this dreamlike feeling.

"Ssshh... Ssshh... Ssshh!!! Qingqiu! My Qingqiu!!!"

"Sorry! Let me take a little more! I really can't help it! Qingqiu, you smell so good!! I love you so much!!!"

"You jerk!!! Get out!!!"

Click!

The study door was closed.

Gu Yan, who was kicked out, had a helpless expression on his face.

He regretfully covered his face. Damn it!

I thought the atmosphere in the study had become quite intimate, but! But once I got close to Qingqiu, I just couldn't help it!!

I couldn't help but reveal my true self!!

This can't be helped! Who could resist a beautiful person like that in front of you without reacting?

Not to mention, she's your pure love!

No, no, I must train my self-control!

Gu Yan shook his head and went to cook.

In the study.

Leng Qingqiu, blushing with shame, covered the back of her neck, which had been nibbled on by Gu Yan.

That was too perverted!

Why would someone do that to that part of the body?

Leng Qingqiu couldn't understand.

She spread her hands, helplessly saying, "It's indeed saliva."

That guy is too perverted!

Just as Leng Qingqiu was thinking about it, ready to find some tissue.

Suddenly.

Whoosh!!

A strange black book suddenly flew out from her vision and automatically opened its pages.

"What's going on?!"

Leng Qingqiu was startled. Why did the occult book appear on its own? And it gave her a feeling as if it was strongly craving something.

Whoosh~~

The black book flew to Leng Qingqiu's hand, flipping its pages continuously, as if it was eager but also afraid of making Leng Qingqiu angry.

?

Leng Qingqiu slowly raised an eyebrow, her heart surged with a possibility.

Then, she slowly pressed her palm, which was stained with Gu Yan's saliva, onto the black book.

The next moment.

Buzz!

The black book excitedly trembled all over, emitting a strange black glow, and within moments, it returned to Leng Qingqiu's vision.

And Leng Qingqiu also felt something unusual.

That was...

"My perception... seems to have improved a bit?"

Although very slightly, it had indeed improved!

Leng Qingqiu was shocked. What's going on?

Her perception could be understood as her attack range.

Anything within her perception could have its life essence extracted by her.

The method of improvement was extremely rigorous, and she hadn't found a way to enhance it.

But... Leng Qingqiu's heart surged with a thought that seemed utterly absurd to her.

How could that be possible!! Is Gu Yan that special?

Leng Qingqiu shook her head, laughing at the absurdity of the idea.

The study fell into silence for a moment.

A few minutes later.

A vague murmur came from the study: "What if... it really is possible..."