The Villain: Claiming The Protagonist's Master

"Hmm?"

Hearing the voice from outside, Su Chen exchanged a glance with Chu Yanran. "It's Qingxue."

He quickly got out of bed and walked to the door.

Creaaak.

As the door swung open, a refreshing fragrance filled the air. Before Su Chen could react, a soft, delicate figure threw herself into his embrace.

Xia Qingxue clung to his neck like a koala, her delicate body trembling as she nuzzled against him. She inhaled deeply, her face flushed as though trying to find relief.

"Qingxue, what's wrong?"

Su Chen's brows furrowed slightly as he felt the alarming heat radiating from her body.

"I…" Qingxue's voice was trembling, her beautiful face burning red. "I'm so hot… I can't take it anymore."

Looking down, Su Chen froze for a moment.

Her long, slender legs clung tightly to him, drawing a graceful curve in the dim light. Her pale, flawless skin shimmered like polished jade, smooth and tender to the touch. Her arms wrapped around his neck as though holding onto her lifeline.

Su Chen's expression shifted, realization dawning on him. So this was caused by earlier... activity.

He didn't push her away. Instead, he let her hang onto him, his hand gently supporting her slender waist.

"Come inside, Qingxue."

Guiding her into the room, Su Chen shut the door behind them.

Inside, Chu Yanran lay sprawled on the bed, her face still flushed with satisfaction. Her soft arm rested against the pillow, while her other hand lightly pressed against her chest. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, her alluring smile making her look even more enchanting.

Qingxue hesitated for a moment but couldn't stop herself from stealing a glance at Chu Yanran.

She was immediately stunned.

Even as a woman, Xia Qingxue couldn't deny Chu Yanran's beauty. Her snow-white skin gleamed like ivory, her features delicate yet striking, as if crafted by the heavens themselves. Especially her well-proportioned figure—her soft, full chest and graceful curves exuded a mesmerizing charm that was hard to look away from.

No wonder her husband was utterly captivated.

Qingxue felt a tinge of jealousy.

"Qingxue, you're here," Chu Yanran greeted her softly, her voice as light as a spring breeze, carrying an undeniable allure.

Qingxue's face turned crimson. She lowered her gaze, trying to avoid making eye contact. "Sister Yanran…"

Chu Yanran chuckled playfully. "Oh, look how shy you are, little sister. We're all family here—there's no need to be embarrassed."

Qingxue's blush deepened. She quickly buried her face in Su Chen's chest, too mortified to respond.

"Qingxue, I'm feeling a little tired. I'll leave the rest to you," Chu Yanran teased, throwing a playful wink in their direction. She pulled the covers over herself and soon drifted off to sleep, her gentle breathing filling the room.

"Wait… Sister Yanran…"

Qingxue's eyes widened in disbelief.

She knew better than anyone just how overwhelming her husband could be. She had come here intending to help share the burden, but now Chu Yanran had left everything to her.

"This… this is too much…"

Qingxue's heart sank. She glanced at Su Chen, who was watching her with an amused glint in his eyes.

"Qingxue, you said you weren't feeling well," Su Chen said, his voice tinged with playful mischief. "Why don't you let me help you?"

She bit her lip, unable to refuse. "I…"

Before she could respond, Su Chen leaned in, brushing his lips against hers in a gentle yet possessive kiss. Her resistance melted away as warmth spread through her entire being.

The room quickly filled with soft murmurs and delicate gasps.

———

In the room next door, Xiao Ruoyu lay wide awake, her expression a mix of frustration and embarrassment.

Just when she thought she could finally get some rest, the noise started again. It was impossible to ignore.

How shameless can they be?

Ruoyu gritted her teeth, pulling her blanket over her head. "Men are all the same—nothing but scoundrels. And Su Chen is the worst of them."

But even as she muttered angrily, her cheeks burned. She tried to block out the sounds, but they seemed to echo endlessly in her ears, disrupting her thoughts.

Meanwhile, in another room, Xia Qingxue's voice mingled with Su Chen's laughter, weaving an intoxicating symphony that lasted until dawn.

———

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windows, painting the world in hues of gold.

Su Chen awoke feeling refreshed, his body brimming with vitality.

The events of the previous night had been nothing short of extraordinary. Not only had he enjoyed himself immensely, but his cultivation had also advanced to the late stage of the Divine Power Realm.

He chuckled to himself. While others spent months or even years painstakingly refining their energy, he had managed it in a single night.

The benefits of his unique physique and bloodline were undeniable.

Whoever said cultivation was supposed to be difficult clearly never experienced this.

Smiling to himself, Su Chen headed toward his study. Meier had mentioned something about an urgent matter requiring his attention.

In the courtyard, Xia Qingxue emerged from her room, her legs trembling slightly as she struggled to walk straight. Her face was pale, with dark circles under her eyes—a testament to the exhausting night she had endured.

Before she could fully catch her breath, Xiao Ruoyu appeared, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her into her room.

"Ruoyu, what's going on?" Qingxue asked, puzzled.

Ruoyu glanced around nervously, ensuring they were alone before shutting the door. Her expression was serious as she turned back to Qingxue.

"Qingxue, you need to leave Su Chen," Ruoyu said firmly. "He's a complete maniac!"

Qingxue blinked in confusion. "What? Ruoyu, what are you talking about?"

Ruoyu crossed her arms, her tone filled with conviction. "Don't try to defend him. Last night, I heard everything from my room. He was beating you and Chu Yanran. I can't believe you're still staying with someone like that!"

"Beating?"

Qingxue froze, her cheeks flushing instantly.

It took her a moment to realize what Ruoyu had misunderstood. Her embarrassment reached a peak as she recalled the previous night's… activities.

"No, Ruoyu, you've got it all wrong!" she stammered, trying to explain.

Ruoyu scoffed. "Wrong? Qingxue, you don't have to make excuses for him. He's clearly a violent, twisted man. You deserve better!"

"No, that's not it at all!" Qingxue buried her face in her hands, forcing herself to muster the courage to clarify. "The sounds you heard… weren't because of pain. They were because… I was… enjoying it."

Ruoyu stared at her, dumbfounded.

"What?"

Qingxue's voice dropped to a whisper, her face bright red. "When you marry him, you'll understand. It's… it's amazing. You'll never want to stop."

Ruoyu was left speechless, her mind racing.

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