Dual Cultivation God Returns

The two beauties woke up in Wu Long's arms almost at the same time, a satisfied smile touching Cao Mei's lips while Cao Xiang hid her rapidly reddening face in the covers.

As he chuckled, his arms brought the two closer in his embrace. The three of them soon detected a familiar presence closing in and entering the house.

"Haha, it seems we can take our time lying in the bed for some more time, Mother"

Cao Mei snickered while her mother smiled with a nod.

"That seems to be the case... But to be honest I would have done so anyway, after last night..."

As Cao Xiang spoke she suddenly closed her mouth with her hand as her face began to show rosiness once more.

Wu Long smiled and wore a comfortable dark blue silk robe while the room was filled with Cao Mei's giggles. She could easily finish her mother's words in her head since she felt the same way after the intense "exercises" the last night.

As he came out of the room the person they sensed earlier was already in the kitchen, and when he appeared in the doorway he stopped to take in the enchanting scene.

A beautiful woman stood with her back facing him, cutting vegetables on the kitchen counter as a few pots were just moments ago placed over the fire, only now starting to heat up, her long wavy dark brown hair were collected into a high ponytail, revealing her delicate neck.

Her voluptuous figure was wrapped in a simple white apron, and nothing else, resulting in her alluring bare backside being completely in his view as he walked in. Though it did not seem like she was completely neutral to that attire as he could see that her ears were completely red. This somehow made it even more endearing since she was clearly doing it only for him while fighting off embarrassment.

He could more or less guess the scenery he would see since there was quite some time from when she entered the house yet she only just started and he also saw the clothes the three of them haphazardly took off and left on the floor the night before neatly folded on the sofa along with a new set of clothes that belonged to this morning visitor.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

But anticipating it and actually seeing it were still very different experiences, which was partially why he did not peek with his spiritual sense to see what she was doing.

He could hear her breathing that was a bit uneven as he walked toward the kitchen halt right at the moment he appeared in the doorway.

Wu Long did not move for some time, leaning on the door arch with his shoulder as the sound of the water gradually starting to heat up and the evenly spaced sound of the kitchen knife cutting the vegetables on the board filled the room. It was not that he was teasing her, but he was genuinely moved by this scene, torn between the desire to embrace her this instant and the desire to watch her like this indefinitely.

There was no words said in between them as one continued to make preparations for breakfast, and the other was silently watching from behind. But gradually the nervousness in the beauty's movements melted as a smile touched her lips, feeling something very flattering in the gaze she sensed from behind her.

After some time, as the water in the pots reached boiling temperature, he finally straightened his pose and slowly approached her from behind.

"Haaah~"

Wei Lan exhaled with trepidation as she felt his presence right behind her. And then, she felt his hands on her shoulders as the movements of her hands came to a halt.

A soft, careful touch that was both full of desire and tenderness, one she has been longing for the past months. Large, warm and slightly rough hands, with long and slender fingers that would suit someone playing a musical instrument, yet giving off a strong, stable feeling.

She slowly turned her head to the right and caught the look in his eyes, that sent a spark through her as it was filled with passion and gentle care. Her eyes showed him shyness, longing and joy, fueling his desire to hold her in his arms this instant. Their lips met in a kiss and she closed her eyes, feeling like this moment lasted both an instant and an eternity.

His hands went down from her shoulders to her waist and around it to enclose her in his embrace, meeting and locking on her abdomen over the apron, his body sticking closely to her from behind. She lay the knife on the cutting board and raised her right hand to his cheek while her left hand came over his arm. His warmth instantly drove off the coolness of winter morning in such attire, enveloping her in comfort and care.

She has seen him since he returned, but only in passing, with no time for intimacy, so all of her bottled up feelings of longing sprang out now as she lost herself in his embrace.

Their kiss was long, slow and passionate. When their lips parted she opened her eyes with a dazed expression, and saw his smile, closing them once again and leaning her head on him. He softly lowered his chin onto the top of her head, as they stood in this embrace for a few moments while the water boiling in the pots to the side was the only sound in the room.

Her hand that was on his cheek slowly made it's way to his lower jaw and then to his neck, tracing its side. He smiled and changing his position leaned down to her neck, placing a kiss on it near her ear.

"Mm"

She made an almost indistinct, but incredibly sensual moan, which tempted him even more, as his hands moved from her abdomen above the apron to the sides and from there back to the front but this time sliding inside the apron. Her breathing started to become a little rougher as her temperature grew.