That night, in the courtyard of the Gu Family, two shadows quietly snuck in... An hour later, the two shadows each carried a sack out of the Gu Family, then headed north all the way to a relatively secluded inn. They quietly sneaked into the upper room previously booked by Huang Ke, and after putting down the people they carried, they silently left again.
It wasnât long after the dark figures left when suggestive sounds began emerging from that room, with an increasingly intense trend.
"Despite Gu Kunâs age, his stamina is quite impressive." On the rooftop, Yang Ruxin couldnât help but poke the dark figure beside her.
"What do you mean?" Gu Qingheng leaned in close to Yang Ruxinâs ear.
"Nothing, just a little amazed." Yang Ruxin chuckled softly.
"Seems like I havenât been satisfying my wife enough." Gu Qingheng said as he suddenly lifted her up, "Come on, letâs go back and get some practice too."
Yang Ruxin wanted to gasp in surprise, but was silenced by the kiss on her lips.
Meanwhile, in another inn not far from this one,
When Gu Qingheng carried his wife into the room he had previously booked, he almost felt like killing someone, because everyone was gathered here.
Yang Ruxin tried to suppress her laughter, her face flushing red.
"How did it go?" Shu Luo, completely oblivious to Gu Qinghengâs grim expression, excitedly approached Yang Ruxin. He couldnât help it; although his skills werenât bad, compared to his cousin and Master Ming Guang, his Qinggong was lackluster, so he didnât partake in the nightâs events and could only wait here.
"Donât worry, everything went smoothly." Gu Qingheng glanced coolly at Shu Luo.
Shu Luo felt a chill down his spine and instinctively shifted a bit further away.
"Hungry." Ming Guang, who had been nearby, removed the black cloth from his head, looking rather resentful.
"Food is prepared." Yang Ruxin pointed next door, "Go to the next room and eat."
Before she had even finished speaking, Ming Guang was already gone.
"Iâm hungry too." Dao Xuzi got up and strolled out.
"Alright, youâd better go to your room and sleep now." Gu Qingheng casually threw Shu Luo out, then pulled his wife along, "Letâs continue."
Yang Ruxinâs face suddenly turned red again, and her legs felt a bit weak. That guy was full of vigor and, despite having good stamina herself, she couldnât compare to him. This nightly cultivation was starting to wear her out.
"If my wife is shy, itâs surely because she wants it, and I naturally need to do my best to satisfy her." Gu Qingheng said, scooping her up and tossing her onto the bed, eagerly following after, "Seems like I havenât done enough before. Weâll have to double it from now on..."
"Iâm not..." Yang Ruxin wanted to deny it, but unfortunately, no one wanted to hear it. In fact, they didnât want to hear her say much at all, sealing her lips with a kiss.
That night, the room at the inn was filled with comforting intimacy.
And in another room at a nearby inn, there was similarly a whirlwind of passion, complete with a womanâs unabashed cries.
The innkeeper was woken up by the noise but didnât mind. After all, itâs an inn, and itâs not unusual for couples to come arriving. Considering their inn was secluded, these wild lovebirds indeed werenât few.
That sound continued until dawn.