Wen Yaxin felt like she was going crazy.

She hadn't drunk much of that bottle of cola, and although her body was reacting, she could still maintain some clarity.

But it was precisely because of this that she could clearly feel the changes in her body.

This was no longer just the effect of the drug, it was her own desire to do so.

Someone who always regarded men as playthings was now actively serving a man.

Seducing this man.

This was simply absurd.

It was always men trying to please her.

Before meeting Qin Chuan, she never thought she would ever be so proactive in seducing a man, trying to please a man.

Yet, oddly, she felt not the slightest hint of resistance in her heart.

Throughout the whole process, it was all voluntary, her initiative, and even to conquer Qin Chuan, she had put an aphrodisiac in the cola.

Originally she thought she would see Qin Chuan submitting beneath her seduction.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't stand it first and started to actively serve Qin Chuan.

For a moment, the dispersed shame surged back into her heart.

Additionally, there was an even stronger wave of desire.

And over on Qin Chuan's side, he was evidently not satisfied, subconsciously holding her head.

"Mmm~~~"

The sudden situation startled Wen Yaxin.

Her head instinctively recoiled.

But it was held firmly in place by Qin Chuan's large hand.

Soon, she felt her small mouth suddenly being filled.

Something directly probed into the back of her throat.

However, she didn't show the slightest sign of wanting to gag.

Because she naturally had no gag reflex.

That is to say, when a foreign object touched the back of her throat, she wouldn't react with gagging like most people.

However, although there was no feeling of gagging, after her small mouth was filled, she still felt an impulse to suffocate.

Now she suddenly regretted drugging Qin Chuan a little.

Because at this moment, Qin Chuan was as domineering as a beast, showing no hint of tenderness.

She was somewhat worried if she could handle Qin Chuan in this state.

"Mmm~~~ mmm mmm mmm~~~"

Qin Chuan was still mercilessly pressing her head down.

Gradually, that suffocating feeling intensified.

Wen Yaxin felt that if this continued, she might be played to death.

Finally, her teeth couldn't help but bite down hard.

Tss!

Instantly, a sense of pain rushed to Qin Chuan's head, bringing a moment of clarity to his eyes.

Realizing what had happened, he glanced down at Wen Yaxin beneath him.

At this moment, Wen Yaxin's eyes had rolled back, her state looking quite dire.

Alarmed, Qin Chuan quickly released his hold and withdrew.

"Cough cough cough…"

Wen Yaxin immediately collapsed on the floor, violently coughing while also gasping for air.

A trace of crystalline, sticky fluid hung at the corner of her mouth, making her look incredibly disheveled.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan frowned.

What on earth happened?

How did he become so frenzied?

Soon, Qin Chuan sensed the anomaly in his body.

He immediately began to operate the Nine Dragon Creation Skill.

"You put something in that cola?" Qin Chuan exclaimed.

Wen Yaxin raised her head slightly, looking at him with tearful eyes, her expression helpless and pitiful.

"You're truly a lunatic."

Qin Chuan hurriedly lifted her from the cold floor, wrapped her in a bath towel, and carried her to the bed.

"Damn! Damn it!"

Qin Chuan shook his head, clearly the drug was taking effect again.

Fortunately, these were just ordinary aphrodisiacs, not ones targeted at cultivators.

Otherwise, with his current level, it would have been hard to resolve.

He quickly activated the Nine Dragon Creation Skill, expelling the drug from his body.

Then he began to help Wen Yaxin counter the effects of the aphrodisiac.

Wen Yaxin was unaware of his situation, not knowing just how dangerous things had been.

With Qin Chuan's current physique, had he not regained consciousness in time, the ultimate result could very well have been Wen Yaxin being played to death by him.

"You're playing with fire!"

Qin Chuan angrily chided her.

By this time, Wen Yaxin's gaze slowly regained a bit of clarity.

She looked at Qin Chuan weakly, "Are you done?"

After speaking, she lifted the blanket and glanced down.

"Why doesn't it hurt?"

Clearly, she didn't remember what transpired during the time the medication took effect.

"Done, my ass! If I had been any later, I'd have played you to death." Qin Chuan said angrily.

Relationships between men and women are about mutual consent.

What does drugging imply?

There's no sense of experience at all.

Moreover, given what just happened, he simply wouldn't operate the "Nine Dragon Creation Skill," missing an opportunity for dual cultivation.

Almost lost big time.

"You mean, you restrained yourself?"

Wen Yaxin widened her eyes, pouted her lips in grievance: "At that point, you could hold back, aren't you a man?"

"No, I just saved you from the brink of death, and instead of thanking me, you blame me?"

Qin Chuan was furious, turned around, and left Wen Yaxin's room.

Then, he went to the bathroom, picked up his wet clothes, and directly used spiritual power to evaporate the moisture.

In no time, the clothes were completely dry.

After putting on the clothes, he left Wen Yaxin's house without turning back.

Wen Yaxin wanted to chase after him but found her whole body weak.

Even though they didn't do anything, it felt as if they did.

Her legs were somewhat weak, and her mind was a bit hazy.

What's more, between her legs, it was a mess.

"Am I really so unattractive?"

Wen Yaxin puffed her cheeks, but found them feeling very soft.

Memories began to flood her mind.

"I actually helped Qin Chuan with my mouth just now..."

Woken up, Wen Yaxin was taken aback, and immediately, her cheeks turned red uncontrollably.

"Unexpectedly, he still has principles."

Wen Yaxin's lips curled into a beautiful arc as she spoke to herself: "He's really quite different."

On the other side, after going downstairs, Qin Chuan hailed a cab and went home.

It was nine o'clock at night by the time he got home.

Qin Chuan didn't dare waste time, quickly washed his hands in the bathroom, and prepared to help his stepmother with a massage.

But, as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, Ye Wenxi blocked his way.

"Brother Chuan, I want to watch you massage Mom." Ye Wenxi said earnestly.

"Uh, what...?"

Qin Chuan froze, his face visibly betraying his anxiety.

"Mom, I'm going downstairs to buy something."

Before he could respond, Ye Wenxi shouted towards the stepmother's room, then put on a show by going to the door, opening it and closing it again, pretending as if she had already left.

"Hurry, otherwise Mom will get anxious waiting." Ye Wenxi urged quietly.

Qin Chuan reluctantly braced himself and entered his stepmother's room, leaving the door ajar.

Upon seeing him come in, the stepmother voluntarily lifted the blanket off herself, presenting her perfect figure stark naked in front of Qin Chuan.

Meanwhile, a pair of eyes peered through the crack in the door.

Ye Wenxi's face flushed red, feeling the heat.

When she saw her mother naked, thoughts erupted in her mind.

"Mom's figure is actually so good?"

"Just like me, she has no hair."

"How can Brother Chuan keep his thoughts pure?"

Ye Wenxi was very curious and soon saw Qin Chuan's hand start to massage her mother's body.

As Qin Chuan's actions progressed, her mother's expression visibly became dazed, her rosy lips occasionally emitting faint moans.

As a woman, Ye Wenxi knew clearly her mother's current state.

Mother was moved!

She regarded Brother Chuan's massage as repeated caresses.

She suppressed, she endured.

She is her own mother, but she is also a woman!

Ye Wenxi's eyes widened, and the words that Luo Yi had said to her became tangible.

She gained a more direct understanding of the phrase "Mother is also a woman."

Over the years, the mother must have endured hard times.

Besides, Brother Chuan now helps her with massages every day, which must be increasingly unbearable for her.

Thinking about how her mother is aroused every day but has no way to release those feelings, Ye Wenxi felt a tinge of guilt.

She felt ashamed of her rebelliousness from a while ago.

This is her mother.

Though not her biological mother, she surpasses one.

How could she stifle the natural physiological reactions her mother deserved as a woman?

Thinking of this, Ye Wenxi subconsciously stretched out her hand.

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