Free Web NovelChapter 380: Chapter 213: Su Liyan Was Hung from the Beam
With a pained look on his face, Xiaotian glanced at the sun high in the sky, sighed, and said, "Honestly, in broad daylight, too. You really couldn’t wait. Now you’ve got me wanting to suck on a spicy strip."
"Hehehe, what’s going on?" Xiaotian found himself floating into the air uncontrollably, slowly drifting over to a spot right above the pond.
Xiaotian hadn’t expected that Lu Yuan and Su Liyan would be able to hear him talking from outside the room.
Inside the room, Lu Yuan had his right arm wrapped around his darling’s snake tail, his mouth pressed against it, sucking away contentedly. With his left hand, he was using his Inner Strength to hold Xiaotian aloft from afar.
Lu Yuan only wanted to punish Xiaotian a little, not really intending to drop him into the pond.
Xiaotian hovered above the pond, suspended in mid-air. No matter how much he yelled, Lu Yuan refused to let him down.
By now, Xiaotian must have been regretting his big mouth more than anything.
「About ten minutes later.」
Suddenly, the invisible force holding Xiaotian up vanished. A loud "SPLASH" was heard.
Xiaotian had fallen into the pond again. For a good while after, he’d be getting his fill of water.
The moment Xiaotian dropped into the pond was the exact same moment Lu Yuan’s "precious treasure" plunged into Su Liyan.
Xiaotian and Lu Yuan were in two completely different predicaments, and the "water" temperature each of them felt was worlds apart.
Xiaotian was enveloped by ice-cold water, feeling utterly miserable.
Lu Yuan’s "precious treasure," on the other hand, was enveloped in warm water. Within that tightness was a slick, wriggling sensation that sent waves of incredible comfort through his entire body.
Xiaotian flailed in the water for a long time before finally clambering onto the edge of the pond in the courtyard, whimpering and trying to appeal to Lu Yuan’s conscience.
What Xiaotian didn’t know, however, was that Lu Yuan was quite busy.
「After a long while.」
The muscles in Lu Yuan’s legs trembled uncontrollably. It seemed he was finished.
Seeing that her brother was finished, Su Liyan’s snake tail transformed back into a pair of legs. "Brother," she said, "can you let me down from the rafters now?"
Su Liyan was hanging from the rafters!
What on earth was going on?
Was this the death of conscience, the decay of morals, or the twisting of human nature?
Author’s Observation: We will now present the preceding events in the form of a flashback.
Thirty-odd minutes earlier—that’s right, not ten-odd minutes, not a few minutes, and certainly not a few seconds earlier.
You must understand, Lu Yuan, who cultivates the Holy Body, is incredibly potent! He would never suffer from physical exhaustion!
Forget just having Su Liyan. Even if you added Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin to the mix, Lu Yuan could handle all three of them at once with ease.
Ahem, ahem. Getting back on topic.
Thirty-odd minutes earlier, Lu Yuan had first bound Su Liyan’s outstretched arms with two separate silk ribbons. The other end of each ribbon was looped over a ceiling beam and then fastened, suspending her.
At the same time, to prevent her arms from dislocating, he tied another ribbon around her waist, looping it over the beam in the same manner.
In this way, the three ribbons were enough to suspend her upper body at a suitable height above the kang bed.
Right now, Su Liyan looked just like a trapeze artist from an acrobatic troupe.
Regarding Lu Yuan’s actions and ideas, Su Liyan had refused at first, but she couldn’t resist his wheedling and pestering.
Su Liyan said resignedly, "Alright, Brother. What can I do? I just adore you so much."
Su Liyan was truly compliant with Lu Yuan’s wishes. Without her tacit approval, no one could have ever managed to hang her from the rafters.
Lu Yuan adored the sight of a bound Su Liyan. He stripped away every last obstructive item from her body.
Su Liyan cooperated fully with her brother. Her thick, jade-white snake tail struck the surface of the kang bed in a steady rhythm, letting out a dull "THUMP, THUMP, THUMP."
"Brother, do you like my snake tail?"
"I love it! I love it to death!"
The sound of her tail striking the bed, the glint of light off her body—it all intoxicated Lu Yuan. The sensations rushed straight to the crown of his head, leaving him dizzy with desire.
Thoroughly aroused, Lu Yuan wrapped his legs around Su Liyan’s thrashing snake tail and used his "third leg" to launch a fierce assault.
Under his bombardment, Su Liyan cried out in pain again and again.
"Brother, how long have you been saving up all this ammunition!" Su Liyan cried out.
"Darling, you know better than anyone. It’s not like I’d ever fool around outside," Lu Yuan said, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he held onto her snake tail with both his arms and legs.
Afterward, Su Liyan said gently, "Brother, you’re finished now. You can let me down."
Lu Yuan rubbed Su Liyan’s small, size 36 feet, which had just transformed back. "Let me get you dressed first," he said. "If I keep looking at you all naked like this, I’m going to get worked up again."
Still suspended, Su Liyan glanced down at her own body and instantly blushed from head to heel.
Su Liyan couldn’t bear to see herself in this state. "Brother, hurry and get me dressed!" she urged.
Lu Yuan straightened out a pair of trousers. "Alright, alright, I’ll get my darling dressed right now."
Lu Yuan, still shirtless himself, first helped Su Liyan into her underwear, then pulled on her trousers.
"Brother, slow down! The zipper is catching my... fine hairs," said the restrained Su Liyan, unable to move an inch.
Why would trousers and zippers appear in the Divine Ling Empire?
This wasn’t strange at all. Lu Yuan had developed both the trousers and the zipper himself.
Lu Yuan loved it when Su Liyan and the other two ladies occasionally wore modern clothes. It gave him an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
After pulling the trousers onto Su Liyan, Lu Yuan began to untie the silk ribbons from her arms, followed by the one at her waist.
