FE-Chapter 71: Meng Hongchen: I will never admit it.
Meng Hongchen looked innocent and said confidently, "As long as I am mentally strong and don't think about those things, I will be able to remain calm."
She was very confident in her self-control, and her love for Huo Yuhao was rooted in her subjective consciousness.
But Meng Hongchen believed that as long as she stayed awake and consciously controlled her thoughts—refusing to think about the tempting aspects of her affection—she would certainly not be confused by the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue.
Meng Hongchen lowered her head slightly and looked at Huo Yuhao in her arms. His cheeks were rosy, and his breath alternated between cool and hot, indicative of his efforts to suppress the effects with his ice soul power.
"Yuhao, the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue will make people feel hot, but this heat is far from affecting the mind," she said with a smile, radiating confidence.
"Sister's Vermilion Clear Ice Toad Martial Soul has a good ice attribute and can be completely controlled."
She patted her chest with the hand not occupied by Huo Yuhao and showed no fear of the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue: "It just so happens that my soul power cultivation will soon reach level 50, so eating some ten-thousand-year-old whale glue will enhance my physical fitness."
"When I absorb the fifth soul ring later, it can be of a higher age."
Seeing her determination, Huo Yuhao relaxed his grip on Meng Hongchen somewhat and asked gently, "Sister Meng, it's really hard to bear; are you sure you want to eat it?"
Meng Hongchen noticed that Huo Yuhao's spiritual eyes were slightly blurred, and his originally pale cheeks and earlobes were now a little red.
Huo Yuhao in this state gave Meng Hongchen an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Meng Hongchen reflected on herself. How could she experience such emotions when Huo Yuhao was like this?
She didn't believe it, but with determination gleaming in her aqua-blue eyes, she struggled hard with her wrist, wanting to eat the small piece of ten-thousand-year-old whale glue in her hand without letting Huo Yuhao see it.
When Huo Yuhao noticed Meng Hongchen's stubborn demeanor as if she had never suffered any losses, a bit of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
This was the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue softened by the heavenly flame.
However, since Meng Hongchen mentioned it was merely to enhance physical strength, he decided not to stop her.
"Huh..." Huo Yuhao could still distinctly feel the heat from his breathing. He stretched out his arms and took the initiative to leave Meng Hongchen's embrace.
"Hey? Yuhao, what are you doing?"
Meng Hongchen felt her arms lighten and looked at Huo Yuhao, puzzled.
Huo Yuhao thought for a moment: "Didn't Sister Meng say she wanted to eat it for me to see? Then let's both sit on the bed, and no one should move unless we can't help it."
"Don't be so serious."
Meng Hongchen crossed her arms and pulled the "very moist" Huo Yuhao back into her embrace.
"Yuhao, you ate such a big piece. If you feel uncomfortable and want to hug me, I won't stop you."
As she said this, a playful glimmer appeared in her eyes: "If I suppress the effect of the whale glue later, it means you were just using it as an excuse to lust after my body."
Huo Yuhao lifted his eyelids to meet her delicate face close at hand: "Sister Meng, I won't lie to you. If you can't handle it, eating it would be the same as giving it away for free. I need to make it clear to you first."
"Otherwise, you might blame me later for knowing it was potent but not stopping you. It would just be a roundabout way to plot against Sister Meng."
Meng Hongchen blinked. Giving it away for free? Yuhao, you don't seem to understand who the prey was from the beginning...
Meng Hongchen laughed: "It's okay, Yuhao. If I can't handle it, it means you really couldn't do it before. Besides, I'm holding you now."
Huo Yuhao tried to smile: "Since Sister Meng is so reasonable, what else can I say? If you want to eat the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue, then go ahead."
Meng Hongchen was about to put the whale glue into her mouth.
However, just as she raised her hand, Huo Yuhao tugged at the sleeve of her pajamas, holding her down.
Meng Hongchen smiled, her long eyebrows twitching slightly: "What's wrong, Yuhao? Are you afraid of being exposed and reluctant to let your sister eat it?"
Huo Yuhao shook his head slowly: "No, this piece is too large. Sister Meng, you should eat a little less first."
"If you can manage it, it won't be too late to eat more ten-thousand-year-old whale glue to enhance your physical fitness."
Meng Hongchen blinked and nodded slightly.
Anyway, regardless of the outcome, it was very beneficial for her. If she could handle it, it indicated that Yuhao desired her body. If she couldn't handle it, she could deepen her bond with him.
In a sense, she had fallen in love with Huo Yuhao at first sight and had been a pursuer all along; she had nothing to lose.
Meng Hongchen glanced at the remainder of the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue in Huo Yuhao's hand. She picked up a small piece, twisted it with her slender fingers, and licked her fingertips with her tongue.
The flavor was decent, smooth and mellow. How could it make Yuhao blush like this?
After hesitating for a moment, Meng Hongchen opened her rosy lips and tossed a handful of the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue into her mouth.
She gulped it down with a slight movement of her throat at her white, flawless neck.
A few seconds after taking it, Meng Hongchen felt good. Her strength had yet to kick in, and there was nothing unusual happening.
Huo Yuhao's eyes shifted slightly: "Sister Meng, are you serious?"
Meng Hongchen couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth. It was apparent that Yuhao did not perceive himself as a prey… or a pursued person.
What could he mean by serious? It was evident she wanted to shorten the time to achieve her goal. There was no pretense here. Did you not understand, Xiao Yuhao?
She didn't voice these thoughts; instead, she lowered her eyes to look at Huo Yuhao in her arms and said with total confidence, "Yuhao, I can keep my composure. Just think about how to explain to Sister Chan later—"
Before she finished speaking, the power of the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue surged forth, and Meng Hongchen felt a warmth blooming in her chest.
Her pupils widened quietly as she began to feel stronger. Meng Hongchen's pretty cheeks began to flush, her gentle breathing becoming warm and a little heavier.
She quickly used the ice soul power of her Vermilion Clear Ice Toad martial soul to suppress it.
However, even Huo Yuhao's original ice martial soul, a higher quality than ultimate ice, could hardly manage it, so how could Meng Hongchen easily resolve it?
"Sister Meng, your face is a little red. Are you okay?" Huo Yuhao asked with concern.
Meng Hongchen bit her lips lightly, not responding. Instead, she pulled out a soul guide device and pressed it, locking the door to the house.
Huo Yuhao was stunned. What did this mean? Was she going along with the flow, sensing that she couldn't handle it any longer?
Meng Hongchen's eyes flickered, and she asked casually, "Yuhao, I heard from Grandpa and Teacher Xuan that you had a tough life when you were a child, and you had enemies in your previous country, right?"
Huo Yuhao didn't understand why she suddenly asked this, so he focused on using his ice soul power to suppress the heat and stay calm.
A different emotion flickered in his eyes, and he retrieved some items from his storage soul guidance device, including a simulated and slightly modified White Tiger Dagger.
Huo Yuhao couldn't resist gently wiping the blade of the White Tiger Dagger with his soul power.
"Well, life was hard. My mother and I were persecuted. I want to avenge my mother."
Meng Hongchen's breathing quickened. She didn't know why she was suddenly asking about Yuhao's childhood. The sensations within her body were indescribable. Her slender, white legs rubbed against each other.
This force is really strong...
You have to understand that she was on the verge of becoming a quasi-Soul King, yet her body reacted so strongly after consuming just a small amount of ten-thousand-year-old whale glue.
Huo Yuhao hadn't even reached the third ring yet, and he ate so many mouthfuls at once. No wonder he couldn't help but hold her.
Fortunately, she had only taken a small dose. Although her body reacted, her mind wasn't confused, and some abnormalities were suppressed.
Meng Hongchen took out the drawing Huo Yuhao had created earlier, spread it out on the bed, and stared down at it absentmindedly, her tone noticeably softer.
"Yuhao, you, your sister, and I... and Xiao should live and practice well in Illustrious Virtue Hall."
"When you grow up and have enough strength, you can avenge your mother yourself, and I believe it won't take you too long."
Meng Hongchen's eyes softened as she gazed at the drawings for a while, then turned her focus to Huo Yuhao's profile.
"Even if your enemy is of a special status, Yuhao, you should know that... Xiao and I, as well as Grandpa's Illustrious Virtue Hall, will support you."
Meng Hongchen felt a little uncomfortable saying this, and she looked at Huo Yuhao, whose expression was gradually returning to normal.
"Yuhao, are you feeling bad?"
Although Huo Yuhao's face remained slightly flushed, his eyes were clear: "Not as bad as before; my mind is still clear."
Meng Hongchen murmured, "This ten-thousand-year-old whale glue is really strong; sister understands you."
Huo Yuhao smiled: "Sister Meng is right. As long as you have a firm mind and don't let your thoughts wander, it will help suppress it."
"And Sister Meng set an example for me. I learned a lot. Now I feel much better than before. I believe I'll be fine after a while."
"...That's good," Meng Hongchen responded softly. Her gentle breathing revealed a more pronounced fluctuation. She pursed her lips and quietly gazed at the drawing spread across the bed.
In the moonlight, Meng sat on the bed, her beautiful cheeks faintly flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
The white bow on the collar of her pajamas loosened as she kept fidgeting with it.
Meng Hongchen pointed to the chest armor sketch that Huo Yuhao had practiced before and looked down at him, asking, "Yuhao, how are you going to draw this in the future?"
Huo Yuhao thought for a moment and replied, "First, I'll draw the other parts skillfully, and then we'll see. If the two of us…"
Before he could finish, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt a tightness around his waist as he was embraced by a soft, white arm.
"Yuhao, you feel warm and cool; it's so comfortable."
Meng Hongchen said something else, twisting her body and embracing Huo Yuhao tighter.
Their martial souls had already reacted, and the aura of his original ice soul power was superior to her Vermilion Clear Ice Toad. Therefore, she found herself enveloped in his warmth.
Meng Hongchen's eyes drifted, and she glanced at the simulated, slightly modified White Tiger Dagger among the items Huo Yuhao had just taken out.
"Yuhao, your dagger looks beautiful."
"Yeah, it's the only thing my mother left me."
"Why do your glasses only have one lens? Is there any explanation for that?"
"No explanation. When I fought against the Ten-Year Wind Baboon, my glasses fell to the ground, and I ended up with a pair of one-lens glasses."
The two of them chatted...
Meng Hongchen listened to Huo Yuhao recount his past stories, and her eyes gradually blurred, lost in thought.
The ten-thousand-year-old whale glue and the atmosphere of being alone stirred her emotions. She strived to restrain herself using the ice soul power from her Vermilion Clear Ice Toad but struggled to suppress her feelings.
It seemed that nothing was as effective as holding Yuhao tightly.
Meng Hongchen rested her chin on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, rubbing her cheek against him, and listened to the girl's gentle breathing in his ears…
Huo Yuhao tilted his head to look at her delicate and rosy face: "Sister Meng?"
Meng Hongchen blinked at him: "Yuhao, I felt it; the power of the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue is indeed overbearing. No wonder you couldn't handle it just now and have been hugging me for so long…"
As she spoke, she pushed Huo Yuhao down, placing him on the bed.
Huo Yuhao was stunned and said tentatively, "Sister Meng, I can hold it back."
"You can't hold it back!"
Meng Hongchen blushed and glared at him in irritation.
Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted. Did Miss Meng have this planned all along and was simply taking advantage of the situation?
"Well, Sister Meng, I think I can hold it in for a little longer… woo——" Huo Yuhao fell onto the bed, and before he could finish, the noble Miss Meng grabbed him by the collar, blocking his mouth.
Meng Hongchen's rosy and delicate face loomed closer in his vision.
Huo Yuhao raised his hand to grasp Miss Meng's shoulder, but she held his wrist firmly and pinned it next to the pillow.
He was held tightly by Miss Meng, so it looked like someone was forcefully kissing him.
Feeling the hot, soft body in his arms, Huo Yuhao's breathing involuntarily became heavier...
Meng Hongchen, having no prior experience in kissing, started to lose strength in her arms, finally pressing her upper body against Huo Yuhao's chest.
Huo Yuhao understood she had no experience, so he pulled his hand away and embraced Meng Hongchen instead, gently stroking her back and shoulders.
Meng Hongchen felt the gentle comfort; the touch was indescribable and caused her delicate body to tremble involuntarily.
She couldn't help but hum in her throat.
"Woo woo——"
The inexperienced Meng Hongchen finally opened her mouth. Her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, and her cheek rested against the pillow beside Huo Yuhao's face.
It seemed to be the shyness of kissing for the first time, or the embarrassment of taking the initiative to kiss but not being able to follow through.
Meng Hongchen buried her face and didn't move, only her panting could be heard.
Huo Yuhao gently stroked Meng Hongchen's soft waist and back, whispering in her ear, "Sister Meng, I didn't lie to you, did I? Does the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue taste very uncomfortable?"
"Hmmm…" Meng Hongchen's muffled voice came from beneath the pillow.
"My martial soul's ice attribute is higher than the ultimate ice, and it can't be suppressed for a while. I advised you not to eat it, but now it's gone for nothing."
"…How can it be gone for nothing? I—I'm very happy," Meng Hongchen replied softly.
Though Meng Hongchen's face was obscured, her cheeks and ears were flushed red.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao obediently hugged her slender waist and asked softly, "Sister Meng, tell me the truth: did you have any plans before eating the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue?"
"No way…"
Meng Hongchen revealed one eye and glanced at Huo Yuhao quietly. She would never admit it.
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