Chapter 232 Two Women Under the Bed
A glass of wine.

Tang Wulin swayed slightly, with an unnatural blush on his face.

He tried hard to control the heat surging in his body, but the heat seemed to be everywhere, spreading to his limbs and bones.

"Huh..." He exhaled lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and smiled: "This alcohol is really strong. It even makes me feel a little dizzy."

At this moment, he did not notice anything unusual, but subconsciously began to circulate his blood and soul power, trying to dispel the drunkenness in his body as soon as possible.

Ning Tian, ​​who was standing in front of him, had a twinkling gaze and a faint smile on his face: "Of course, this is our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's treasured wine. Even an Ultimate Douluo would feel tipsy after drinking one glass."

Her voice was soft, but with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness, and her eyes would occasionally linger on Tang Wulin's face.

The heart in her chest beat faster and faster, and the thumping sound seemed to overflow from her eardrums.

A slight blush appeared on her face, and the emotions in her eyes gradually became complicated.

Tang Wulin didn't notice Ning Tian's abnormality and was about to get up and go back to his room.

The moment he stood up, a strong heat rushed up from his dantian, instantly making his body go limp and he almost fell.

"what happened……"

He frowned, and the clarity in his eyes was gradually replaced by haziness.

The drunkenness that should have been easily resolved by circulating soul power was now burning like a fire.

This is the effect of scientific research. The more Tang Wulin wants to get rid of his drunkenness, the more the primitive impulse hidden under the alcohol will penetrate deeper into his bones.

When Ning Tian saw this, his eyes flashed and the smile on his face deepened a little.

She slowly approached Tang Wulin and said in a low and soft voice, "Wulin, are you okay? Do you feel a little hot? If you feel uncomfortable, I can help you go back to your room to rest."

Although Tang Wulin's mind was somewhat confused, he still had some clarity in his heart.

He subconsciously shook his head, wanting to refuse, but an even stronger heat came over him, making his throat dry and his skin all over his body become more sensitive.

Ning Tian felt a sense of stealing when he saw Tang Wulin like this.

Although she knew that Wang Dong'er and the other girls had already been drunk and gone back to rest, she still couldn't help but glance around.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that no one was paying attention to them.

Ning Tian's gaze became deeper and deeper, with a hint of determination hidden in his eyes.

She slowly approached Tang Wulin, her voice as gentle as a faint breeze: "Wulin, let me help you go back, you don't look well."

Tang Wulin felt the heat in his body getting more and more intense, as if the blood in his body was boiling. The world in his eyes began to blur, and his consciousness was gradually lost in this strong desire.

But the moment Ning Tian approached, Tang Wulin suddenly felt alarmed.

His strong instinct made him feel something was wrong, as if something was pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Calm down...Calm down..."

He warned himself secretly and bit the tip of his tongue forcefully. A sharp pain came over him, instantly clearing his mind.

The pain was like a basin of ice water, suppressing the hazy heat a little bit.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, managed to steady himself, and a bit of clarity flashed in his eyes again.

He subconsciously took a step back, distanced himself from Ning Tian, ​​and although his tone was still a little weak, it was still firm: "No need, Ning Tian, ​​I can go back to my room by myself."

Ning Tian was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Tang Wulin to remain calm in such a situation.

The emotions in her eyes suddenly became complicated, even a little anxious: "Wulin, you're not in good condition, let me help you, so that you don't..."

"No need." Tang Wulin's tone was still gentle, but it left no room for doubt.

He staggered to his feet, turned around and walked towards his room.

Although his steps were a little unsteady, he still stubbornly kept his distance, not allowing himself to rely too much on Ning Tian.

Ning Tian stood there, looking at Tang Wulin's back, his eyes filled with disappointment and unwillingness, his fingers slightly clenched.

Don't you want to do this?
Ning Tian stood alone in the wind, her long platinum hair flying.

she muttered.

"I won't let you escape from my grasp."

The guest room of the Baoliuli Sect.

The moonlight shines through the window, illuminating every corner of the room, making it look quiet and peaceful.

"Buzz!"

Along with the slight sound of the window, a slender figure climbed in silently from the window.

In the faint moonlight, one could see a woman in tight black clothes. Her short red hair was as bright as flames, and the hair on the side of her ears was gently lifted, making her delicate face even more beautiful.

A pair of blood-red eyes flashed with anxiety and alertness, and the skin was as white as jade, smooth and flawless as carved porcelain.

She was wrapped tightly in a black leather jumpsuit, the leather was close to her body, outlining her slim and powerful figure.

There wasn't much decoration in the room. In the middle was a large bed covered with white sheets, which took up almost half of the space.

Wu Feng looked at the simple interior of the house and her body froze.

Thinking about what was about to happen, her mind was in a state of confusion and she didn't know what to do.

That was the conversation he overheard between Ning Tian and the sect leader.

"Tian'er, I'm going to ask you one last time, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course, father, I want Tang Wulin to stay, even if he doesn't like me."

"Oh, forget it. Your uncle Mu's special dream-intoxicating wine is ready. I will make arrangements to get everyone around Tang Wulin drunk in the evening. That will be your chance."

"..."

"Tang Wulin has already drunk that glass of wine. So."

Wu Feng was in a state of confusion.

Of course she admired Sect Master Ning and also liked Ning Tian.

But she still couldn't control herself and secretly ran into this guest room.

Deep down in Wu Feng's heart, he was actually looking forward to having some relationship with Tang Wulin.

But as soon as he entered the door, Wu Feng regretted it.

What if her willful behavior caused the plan to fail and the sect was brought into disgrace?!

'What on earth am I doing!'

After the brain overheated, reason took over.

Wu Feng persuaded himself and turned to leave the room.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.

"Oops!"

Her heart suddenly contracted, her mind went blank, and she looked around for a place to hide in panic.

She quickly glanced around and finally had no choice but to crawl under the bed, trying to keep herself close to the ground without making any noise.

"crunch-"

The door was pushed open.

Tang Wulin staggered in. His breathing was obviously unstable, his steps were disorderly, and the clarity in his eyes had almost been replaced by dimness and haziness.

Dragon nature is inherently licentious.

If someone else had the same ability, it certainly wouldn't be like this.

But Tang Wulin is the incarnation of the Golden Dragon King.

That glass of wine was like a fuse, forcing all the emotions that shouldn't exist into the brain.

It was difficult to maintain his mental strength. Even Wu Feng, who was only a Soul King and hiding under the bed, could not detect it.

Fortunately, Tang Wulin's enemies did not know about this.

Wu Feng held her breath, her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her chest, and she could clearly hear her own rapid breathing.

Tang Wulin's footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if every step was stepping on her heart.

Tang Wulin walked to the bedside. He had reached his limit. The heat in his body made him dizzy.

He no longer suppressed the soul power in his body, allowing the heat to run rampant throughout his body.

My throat was dry and my consciousness was blurry. Even standing still became difficult.

He struggled to hold on to the edge of the bed and fell directly onto it with a dull sound.

When Tang Wulin and Jiang Nannan were in the Abyss Plane, they had already raised their mental powers to the extreme, infinitely close to the Divine Origin Realm.

Therefore, I can still maintain the last bit of rationality.

Sit cross-legged and concentrate.

He tried to use his soul power and blood to dissolve this terrible drunkenness.

But the more the meridians circulate, the stronger the primitive animal desire becomes.

Drops of cold sweat ran down his forehead.

Tang Wulin had never been so nervous when facing the Sage Lord of the Abyss.

"I was ambushed, Ning Tian"

Tang Wulin was no fool. After some discussion, he understood the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's plan.

Unfortunately, his sanity is also about to die.

After a full stick of incense had passed, Tang Wulin could no longer hold on.

Wu Feng only heard a plop and Tang Wulin lay on the big bed. His whole body was like a red shrimp, spasming in pain.

Wu Feng's heart beat faster and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

She had no way out and could only force herself to remain quiet.

"This Ning Tian succeeded!"

"But where is she? According to common sense, shouldn't she show up now?!"

Wu Feng was thinking.

suddenly--

A faint silver light shone from beside her, flickering faintly, and the space seemed to begin to distort.

Wu Feng was shocked, and her heart suddenly tightened. She stared at the silver light, not daring to blink, and fear instantly filled her whole body.

The silver light became stronger and stronger, and layers of silver ripples like mist began to spread under the bed, as if the space itself was trembling slightly.

"what's the situation?!"

Wu Feng's heart beat faster and he looked at the strange changes in front of him anxiously.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the silver light.

"Ning Tian?!"

Wu Feng opened her eyes wide and couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw the scene in front of her—the silver mist actually brought Ning Tian to appear in front of her in an instant.

But Ning Tian at this moment is a little different from the past.

The long hair, which was originally as smooth as platinum, was now stained with a layer of silver luster, as if woven by moonlight, and the slightly fluttering hair occasionally flashed with a little purple light. The pupils were no longer the gentle light color of the past, but turned into a strange purple, deep like a whirlpool, which seemed to be able to attract people's souls.

Ning Tian was only wearing a layer of nearly transparent gauze, which was soft and clung to her skin, as if it would be blown away by the breeze at any time, revealing her skin as white as jade.

The thinness of the gauze dress left her body almost completely uncovered, her exquisite curves looming and trembling slightly with every breath she took. Her posture was still elegant, with a strong sense of charm and danger.

If Wu Feng were a man, he would probably lose control and pounce on her the next moment.

Dressed like Gu Yuena, it was obvious that the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was the one who took charge of the attack in this plan.

Tang Wulin has thoroughly researched all the types he likes the most.

He stood under the bed, his face full of surprise. As soon as he reacted, he and Wu Feng stared at each other under the narrow bed.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the air seemed to freeze; no one spoke first.

Ning Tian was stunned at first, "Feng Mei."

Wu Feng reacted instantly, quickly covering Ning Tian's mouth, and made a "silence" gesture with her other hand, her eyes nervous and flustered. She pointed at the bed, indicating that Tang Wulin was not completely unconscious.

After the two looked at each other for a while.

Ning Tian had a complicated expression as he looked at Wu Feng. His purple eyes seemed to be able to speak.

And Wu Feng could only bite the bullet and communicate with his eyes.

'Feng Mei, why are you here?'

'I just wanted to come and see.'

'Well, never mind, you're just helping out.'

In the end, Ning Tian felt relieved.

Wu Feng grew up with him and even had feelings for her that shouldn't have existed.

But that’s all in the past.

She still has a good impression of her younger sister Wu Feng.

As I said, it’s already now, one more or one less won’t make much.

Even if Wu Feng didn’t show up today.

After Ning Tian succeeds tonight, he will also choose to call Wu Feng.

'You little trotter, wrapped up so tightly, no one can seduce you.'

Ning Tian's eyes were dim as he spoke while following the mouth movements.

At this moment, Wu Feng's face had already turned red, and water was almost dripping out of it.

Ning Tian's eyes were full of teasing. She slowly approached Wu Feng, stretched out her slender jade hand, and gently slid across Wu Feng's cheek. Wu Feng shrank back reflexively, but the space was narrow and there was nowhere to escape.

"Feng Mei, don't be afraid."

Wu Feng bit his lips tightly, his heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but Ning Tian's hand had already touched her shoulder, and with a gentle pull, Wu Feng was brought closer to Ning Tian.

Ning Tian's fingers gently slid across Wu Feng's neck, finally stopping at her collarbone.

Wu Feng's breathing became more and more rapid, and her mind went blank. The next moment, she felt Ning Tian's fingers quietly sliding towards her collar.

She slowly began to unbutton Wu Feng's black tights, and her fingers slid lightly, and the clothes gradually slipped off.

Wu Feng's face was as red as a ripe apple, but she was unable to refuse. Her whole body seemed to be imprisoned.

Ning Tian's movements were skillful and gentle. Pieces of clothing were untied one by one and finally fell to the ground.

At this time Wu Feng was completely naked. She closed her eyes tightly, her body trembling slightly, and her heart was filled with shame and helplessness.

It's just like a big white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered.

If anyone saw Wu Feng, the arrogant and domineering person in Shrek Academy, showing such an expression, their jaw would probably drop in shock.

But Ning Tian did not stop and took Wu Feng's little hand.

Together, they tiptoed out from under the bed and looked at Tang Wulin, who was panting heavily.

(End of this chapter)