Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road novel Chapter 935

Chapter 935: Zhiyi’s Passionate Love, Soft Melody As Floating Cloud

They rented a room in an exquisite inn, decorated with simple yet elegant touches. From ceiling to floor, walls to entrance, even the tables were adorned with flowers and unusual plants.

Elves had a deep love for nature and the forest. Even in a desert, they could cultivate any plant they desired, as their connection with Mother Nature was profound and instinctive.

These plants carried pure, rich spiritual energy. The Twilight Desert town was even more mysterious than she had imagined.

Ignoring the innkeeper’s odd, inquisitive gaze which seemed to silently ask, "There are dozens of you. Is it really convenient for a female to rest in a room with so many males?" everyone eventually chose a spacious room.

The question stuck in the innkeeper’s throat once he realized their relationship went beyond mere companionship. The dark elf innkeeper coughed and pretended not to notice anything.

Once inside, they arranged protective barriers and entered the Ethereal Small World to rest. They had been traveling for hours; it was time to eat and rejuvenate.

[Ethereal Small World]

Shenlian Yingyue and the others washed up and prepared a simple dinner using fresh ingredients, meat, and spiritual energy from the Ethereal Small World. Then, they rested.

For the next few days, no one disturbed her. As she regained her strength, she felt warmth and opened her eyes, catching the gentle, stunning face before her.

"Master, my wife, I love you." Zhiyi breathed softly into her ear. His tall nose bridge brushed her eyelashes, his hot, soft lips grazed her tender cheek, every inch of his touch making her skin tingle.

"A’Zhi, I love you too." Shenlian Yingyue wrapped her arms around his neck, her face flushing like a blooming lotus.

So pure, so otherworldly, so stunning.

Zhiyi’s lips bloomed into a dazzling smile of happiness as he heard her soft response.

"My master, I want you." Zhiyi’s words weren’t a request but a declaration of longing, possession, and love.

A hot, gentle kiss followed. Though tender, she felt as if he was consuming her from the inside out.

Their lips met, his tongue entwined with hers as he held her tightly, as if to imprison her within both body and soul.

Zhiyi’s gentleness on the surface belied his deep, intense affection. His love was soft yet powerful, making her heart flutter like butterflies. His quiet care, his meticulous attention, was like a gentle spring breeze, brushing over her heart whenever they were alone.

In recent days, he had respected her rest, knowing she was tired and busy. He supported her silently, protecting her from behind. Whenever she looked back, he was always there.

Shenlian Yingyue’s eyes softened as she looked at him. He was the first to confess his love to her so bravely, yet he had also silently tended to her every need, like a devoted and reliable lover.

He cooked her meals, warmed water for her baths, learned all her habits, remembered what she loved and hated, and silently supported and protected her. Though he yearned for her, he never made demands or created difficulties. With patient care, he managed every small detail of their home. Every action, no matter how subtle, revealed his nurturing heart and unwavering devotion.

At first, she had only appreciated his quiet attentiveness, but as she opened her heart, she realized she had fallen deeply in love with such a gentle, steadfast, and considerate man.

She closed her eyes and smiled with contentment. To be loved by such a devoted man filled her heart with pure happiness. She returned his fervent affection, letting him feel her love in response to his yearning and devotion.

Zhiyi’s slender, narrow eyes glimmered with warmth and desire, his gaze overflowing with love and charm. Without a word, he drew her close, and together they were lost in a shared paradise of passion and intimacy.

Soon, the room was filled with sounds so intimate and ambiguous that it could make anyone blush.

He had missed her so much. Though she had rescued him from a nightmare, his yearning for her had only grown. He could not express his love fully in words, only through actions of holding her, kissing her, caring for her, showing her the throbbing depth of his affection.

As usual, after their passionate and flushed moments of love, he washed her, tended to her every need, and prepared her meals before letting her go. He treated her as though she were a fragile, precious soul, cherished above all else.

She practiced her spiritual powers, cultivation techniques, and musical instruments, all while keeping an eye on Qing Luan, who was cultivating under the Tree of Life to strengthen her soul.

She felt immense gratitude toward Qing Luan for passing down her legacy of musical instruments to her and her companions.

"Here you are. How are the musical instrument spells coming along? Do you have any questions for me?" Qing Luan opened her eyes and smiled warmly.

"Did I disturb you?" Shenlian Yingyue asked, sitting beside her with a gentle smile.

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