"Haa ah... Haa ah..."
After the storm of passion, Ling Shuo held the limp, boneless beauty in his arms, breathing heavily in satisfied exhaustion.
"Madam, do you blame me?"
With the fire subsided, the youth—who'd come to rescue her only to pin the Moon Fairy against a tree and fuck her senseless—felt deeply embarrassed.
"Mm oh～ How could I... It was this one who seduced you first. And... moreover... This one felt..."
Xichan's milky-white eyes cleared of thick lust, replaced by sacred maternal tenderness and girlish shyness.
"Making love with young master... Felt so good..."
Her snowy rabbit ears quivered slightly. Xichan clenched her thighs against the overflowing sticky cum, too shy to meet his affectionate gaze.
The aphrodisiac had worn off—this soft beauty in Ling Shuo's arms was the true Moon Fairy Xichan.
"I... I'll take responsibility for Madam!"
Gazing at the enchanting goddess in his embrace, Ling Shuo's heart pounded—he desperately wanted to continue like this with her.
"Hehe～ Just having young master's heart is this one's fortune across three lifetimes..."
Xichan's sweet smile held a trace of melancholy. She knew it was impossible. Nearly twenty years apart in age—though immortal-lived, she was a widowed mother in mourning, with a daughter the youth's age. How could she hold back such a promising young man?
Their sects would never allow it. The moon had set; dawn lightened the sky. With strength recovered, Xichan saw his immortal third-realm initial cultivation—edging toward mid-stage. So young yet powerful—he must be a once-in-millennia genius treasured by a major sect, perhaps even young sect master.
"Then... Can we meet again?"
Ling Shuo ached with reluctance. It sounded playboy-ish, but he'd truly fallen for Xichan! What man could resist such a gentle, considerate fairy?
"..."
Xichan blushed silently. Ling Shuo's heart raced—ready to soar or plummet on her words.
"Every full moon night, young master may come to these woods. Then Xichan... No—this mother-rabbit Chan-slave belonging only to you... Will wait here... For your loving favor～"
Her full cherry lips murmured seduction at his ear. Ling Shuo's joy exploded—he seized her serpentine waist, kissing fiercely once more!
"Xichan, I'm not some scoundrel only after your beauty. Keep this—when I personally ascend Moon Hua Sect, I'll marry you properly!"
Amid kisses, Ling Shuo rummaged his storage space—pressing a jade ring into her soft hand.
"This is..."
Feeling the warm jade, tears welled in Xichan's eyes—but she couldn't continue. It would ruin the talented youth.
"No... Just treat this one as a tool for venting desires. Young Master Ling, you..."
Panicked and trapped, she couldn't escape his embrace.
"No! I want to cherish Xichan forever! Chan'er... Will you?"
Ling Shuo refused to stop—he needed her true feelings!
"Will... you..."
But mid-sentence, Xichan blew warm breath in his ear. His body went limp—vision blurring, hearing fading. The world spun; he collapsed into the fairy's arms.
"So... rry... This one can't answer you."
Tears streamed down Xichan's face as she apologized in sobs.
Yet after such intense lovemaking—with this handsome youth confessing—how long could the mother-rabbit suppress her long-dormant spring heart?
Gazing at the moon-etched jade ring, sorrow and joy mingled on her tear-streaked face. Young Master Ling—if we'd met twenty years earlier, Xichan would moth-to-flame without regret.
But she was a mother now—with family ties. She couldn't be so bold.
The Moon Fairy's soft fingers caressed his cheek—then the fox mask's tie.
"But at least now... Let this one etch your face and warmth into memory..."
Hooking the tie, the fairy gently kissed the sleeping youth once more.
...
Early next morning
"Xichan!!"
The naked youth bolted upright, gasping for air.
"I..."
Ling Shuo felt worlds away—was it an erotic dream?
He scrambled up—relief at the sight before him.
A fox-patterned mask lay by his pillow—proof he'd gone out last night.
But what thrilled him most: neatly folded beige panties beside it. Could these be...
He lifted the thin fabric—still holding the Moon Fairy's lingering warmth.
"Xichan... Wish you were here."
Ling Shuo murmured. Last night's ecstasy lingered on his cock—he'd tasted every charm of the Moon Fairy.
"This is..."
Throwing off the covers, he found his overnight-warrior morning wood marked with a pink heart-shaped lipstick kiss—her parting gift and farewell.
"This naughty big-titted mother-rabbit..."
Ling Shuo smiled warmly—his cock hardening further.
"Forcing Master to handle it myself again."
Without Lian-mama's daily morning relief, Ling Shuo felt listless all day. Luckily, the fairy left perfect "ingredients."
Grinning, the youth grabbed the panties and slipped back under the covers.
Yet... The grand young sect master of Lingjue—reduced to morning solo sessions in bed. Anyone hearing would laugh themselves sick.
Thinking this, Ling Shuo's excitement turned tearful.
Sigh—whatever. Better find a beauty to cultivate with daily soon.
But how fastest? Like Lian-mama and Xichan—stunning, obedient, proactive in bed... His standards were sky-high.
Lost in thought, Ling Shuo pondered deeply...
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