"Hmm???"

Qin Chuan was taken aback, a vague suspicion forming in his mind.

Could it be that the Nine Dragon Creation Skill has aphrodisiac effects?

To be honest, he hadn't considered this possibility before.

If it weren't for Su Qian's sudden surge in desire, he wouldn't have realized.

"No wonder Aunt Mei always reacts so strongly when I massage her at night," Qin Chuan thought, suddenly enlightened.

Initially surprised, but upon further reflection, it seemed normal.

He had previously guessed that whoever created this cultivation technique was definitely a lecherous old man.

Being a lecher, having such an effect in the technique seemed explainable.

Perhaps this effect was intentionally added by that old lecher during the creation of the technique.

Otherwise, where would a serious cultivator find so many women for a cultivation technique that requires dual cultivation to continue?

The more Qin Chuan thought, the more it made sense.

"Brother Xiaochuan, there's a storage room over there, usually no one goes in."

Su Qian's desire was completely stirred up, as if she couldn't wait to devour Qin Chuan.

Half willingly, he followed her into the storage room.

This room was a temporary rest area for the school's cleaning staff, only used at lunchtime.

Now, close to the end of school, the workers were still busy, making this place seem quiet.

The storage room contained some discarded desks and a heap of cleaning materials.

Overall, it was relatively clean.

Once inside, Su Qian locked the door and pulled Qin Chuan's neck, passionately demanding kisses.

"Brother Xiaochuan, help me, I want to forget those unpleasant experiences..."

While demanding kisses, Su Qian spoke emotionally, tears rolling from the corners of her eyes.

The desire stirred by Qin Chuan was part of it; her emotions yearning to be released were also dominating her.

Sun Feng's appearance undoubtedly evoked memories of those dark experiences.

She didn't want to care about anything right now.

Only wanted to be cherished by Qin Chuan.

After a while of kissing, the sensible Su Qian knelt down, affectionately unbuckling Qin Chuan's belt, opening her mouth, and starting to indulge him.

With Qin Chuan's repeated deep thrusts, Su Qian's inner unhappiness gradually faded.

Soon, the secluded storage room echoed with cheerful, crisp sounds.

Along with the ringing of the class dismissal bell, a delicate girl collapsed into Qin Chuan's arms, her snow-white, slender legs trembling slightly, unable to stand.

Qin Chuan supported her, and they slowly walked out: "I told you not to be so intense, but you wouldn't listen."

Throughout the entire process, Qin Chuan was the one in control.

Yet, Su Qian occasionally seized control.

As expected, Su Qian underestimated her own capability, demanding excessively in her passionate moment, ultimately leading to this result.

"It was just too comfortable."

Su Qian whined: "I can't even remember how many times I climaxed, I felt like I already climaxed when you first came in."

Qin Chuan heard this, his face flushed, nervously glancing back at the storage room.

He wondered if the cleaning workers would be suspicious when they returned and saw the puddles of water.

Su Qian truly seemed endowed with a remarkable gift.

Although she wasn't a famed beauty, she could squirt.

He had no idea where all the water within her came from that kept spraying out, nearly dampening his trousers.

"Brother Xiaochuan, was it comfortable?"

Su Qian playfully gazed at Qin Chuan, full of curiosity.

Qin Chuan nodded.

Su Qian flashed a satisfied smile.

"What are you two doing here?"

Ye Wenxi arrived leisurely, seeing the two together; she couldn't resist wrinkling her nose, faintly jealous.

"I sprained my foot; luckily, brother Xiaochuan was here."

Before Qin Chuan could respond, Su Qian sensibly provided an explanation.

"Oh."

Ye Wenxi seemed to understand but still sensed something amiss.

Suddenly, she recalled Su Qian leaving mid-class and couldn't help but inquire about it: "Your ex-boyfriend didn't trouble you, did he?"

"No, he left."

Su Qian shook her head, unwilling to explain further.

She hadn't even told Ye Wenxi Sun Feng's identity.

Thus, Ye Wenxi only knew it was her ex-boyfriend causing trouble.

"I saw that guy earlier, he looked aggressive, like no good person, breaking up with him was the right choice," Ye Wenxi stood by her friend's side to vent.

"I don't want to talk about him."

Su Qian shook her head, then smiled at Qin Chuan.

In her heart, Sun Feng couldn't compare to Qin Chuan.

Thinking of Sun Feng made her want to vomit.

Moreover, she didn't want Sun Feng's issue to leave any rift with Qin Chuan, so she did her best to avoid it.

Since then, Qin Chuan and Ye Wenxi helped escort Su Qian back to her apartment.

"By the way, don't come here to find me anymore, I'm planning to sell this apartment," Su Qian said.

This apartment was compensation from her father after her mother passed away.

But now, Su Qian only wished to bid farewell to her past self, so she planned to sell it.

"If you sell it, where will you live? In the dormitory?" Ye Wenxi asked.

"I absolutely don't want to live in the dormitory; it's not convenient at all."

Su Qian sat on the sofa, smiling at Ye Wenxi: "If I live in the dormitory, what if I want to do it? I can't just deal with it in the dormitory."

"Shoo, shoo..."

Ye Wenxi blushed fiercely, disdainfully snapping at Su Qian: "Brother Xiaochuan is still here, you little vixen, shameless."

"I'm the vixen? You're the vixen, thinking about breakfast every day."

As Su Qian teased, she complained to Qin Chuan: "Brother Xiaochuan, you don't know, Xixi brags every morning in the classroom about her... mmm mmm mmm..."

Ye Wenxi anxiously covered her mouth with her hand, and they began to play fight on the sofa.

Since it was still summer, both were dressed quite lightly.

Within moments, their clothes became disheveled.

"Eh?"

Su Qian suddenly expressed surprise, her gaze fixating on Ye Wenxi's chest: "It seems like yours got bigger, almost catching up to mine."

"Nonsense!"

Ye Wenxi's competitive spirit flared up: "Mine has always been bigger than yours."

"Ye Wenxi, are you not blushing saying that?"

With that, Su Qian puffed out her chest proudly.

Ye Wenxi refused to be outdone and did the same.

Neither backed down.

At that moment, Su Qian suddenly curved her lips into a sly smile, casting a meaningful glance toward Qin Chuan: "There's no point in us comparing; Brother Xiaochuan is right here, he has the final say. Brother Xiaochuan, whose is bigger, mine or Xixi's?"

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