The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 666: Old Tricks Repeated_1

"What the hell are you looking at?" Zi Ling suddenly glared, shouting nervously.

"I’m just really curious, what’s the deal with your skin? How can it be so white and luminous?" Li Qing asked.

He was genuinely curious.

This level of whiteness and pure tenderness, one could say, had their own unique charm—he liked them both, so he wanted to know what the secret was.

Zi Ling’s mouth curved slightly upward, quite pleased with herself, "Of course, it’s because of Body Refinement, you idiot. We’ve been bathing in all kinds of medicinal baths since we were young, and after Body Refinement, Essence Cleansing Marrow Refining, this skin naturally became so white. It’s normal for a bumpkin like you to not understand."

"And moreover, after reaching Foundation Establishment, the skin can even step up to the next level. It can become translucent white."

Li Qing clicked his tongue, "I can’t even imagine what other parts of you look like."

Following Zi Ling’s explanation, her other parts must be even more beautiful, probably tender to the point of dripping water.

Zi Ling’s face turned red all of a sudden, "You bastard, don’t you even think about it!"

"You want to see my other parts? Keep dreaming, you bastard! Can’t you at least pretend to be modest, you damn pervert."

Li Qing: ...

I feel like I just remarked in passing, not that I said I wanted to see anything, right?

"When you’re already this white, there’s no need for body lotion, right?" Li Qing changed the subject and asked with a smile.

Let the misunderstanding be. After all, there were already plenty between them, what’s one more.

Zi Ling gave Li Qing a wary glance, then squeezed some body lotion into her hand and bent down to apply it to her legs, muttering, "None of your business, it’s not superfluous."

Li Qing quietly stood up, blatantly tiptoeing to peer inside Zi Ling’s slightly open neckline.

She was wearing a bathrobe she brought with her, which looked a lot like a short dress. The length just reached the middle of her thighs, fastened loosely at the waist with a belt. That kind of crossed neckline would reveal a large expanse of beautiful scenery with just a slight bend.

As soon as Li Qing peeked, his eyes went wide.

My goodness, white to the point of radiance, pink to the point of crystal-clear translucence.

Truly tender to the degree of dripping water.

At this level, one could hardly imagine what it would feel like to knead it in hand, to taste it in the mouth.

Although Zi Ling had a weird temperament and a playful personality, her physique and skin were truly top-notch.

There was a world of difference between Cultivators and ordinary women; not at all on the same level.

Li Qing stared, feeling a fire quietly kindling in his abdomen.

The scale and the tenderness made him parched, flames seemingly roiling within him.

Just then, Zi Ling seemed to realize she might have revealed too much, and suddenly covered her neckline with a grab, looking up in the process.

Their eyes met squarely.

And Li Qing was still in a posture slightly leaning forward.

"You bastard, I’ll kill you!" Zi Ling charged at him in a rage like a fierce dragon, hurling her fist toward Li Qing’s face.

Li Qing sidestepped, dodging with a laugh, "Heaven gave me the opportunity, and I’d be foolish to pass it. I thought you were doing it on purpose to let me see. Sorry, I may have misunderstood. I actually didn’t see much—just about half."

"Shut up, will you!" Zi Ling roared, raining down punches on Li Qing like a dense shower.

In this regard, Li Qing was indeed at a disadvantage compared to Zi Ling. Caught off guard, he was knocked over onto the bed by one of her punches.

So hard his nose was nearly broken, the pain was so acute that Li Qing almost burst into tears.

This woman really was fantastic in every way, except her temper was too explosive, and her blows too painful.

Zi Ling pounced on him, straddling Li Qing, and with both hands, she choked him fiercely, "I’m going to kill you!"

Her grip was very strong, and she nearly choked Li Qing to the point of passing out.

"If you kill me, it might be more troublesome for you. Maybe you should reconsider, cough cough cough..." Li Qing struggled to speak with a constrained throat, because Zi Ling’s grip was too forceful, making it difficult for him to talk.

"I don’t need to consider it!" Zi Ling said, her face full of anger and with absolute certainty.

"Since I’m about to die anyway, could you let me die under a peony blossom and give me a complete view?" Li Qing said.

"You scoundrel, you really are despicable!" Zi Ling suddenly increased her grip, pressing Li Qing’s head down and thumping it on the bed.

Although her movements were broad and her grip was certainly not gentle, Li Qing’s head actually didn’t suffer any harm.

The mattress was too soft to cause any real damage.

It was just that Li Qing almost had his breath pinched off; this woman really seemed intent on going for the kill.

In his desperation, he reached back with both hands and delivered Zi Ling a classic, thousand-year killer move.

"Ah!"

The sudden attack on her vital spot made Zi Ling cry out, her face instantly flushing red.

"Let go of me!" Zi Ling commanded through gritted teeth.

Li Qing shook his head with firm conviction, "You let go first, or else, believe it or not, I’ll go for a double strike."

"You dare!" Zi Ling shouted furiously, her grip intensifying suddenly.

Overwhelmed by shame and annoyance, she used nearly all of her strength.

In an instant, Li Qing felt intensely dizzy and nearly suffocated.

This woman was really prepared to kill him this time.

A sudden strong sense of crisis enveloped Li Qing, and he didn’t care anymore; he flipped up Zi Ling’s bathrobe and went straight for her weak spots with both hands.

"Quick... let go, or I’ll really poke through," Li Qing yelled.

Last time with Qin Wenjun, it was this kind of situation. He didn’t expect to encounter Zi Ling and have to pull the same trick.

But today was different; he was the one at a disadvantage, completely in her grasp.

Just then, Zi Ling’s body made a nimble maneuver, and all of a sudden, she was grasping Li Qing’s neck with both hands, suspended upside down in the air.

Li Qing: ...

Damn it, I didn’t know you could play like that!

Zi Ling’s loosely fitting bathrobe fell down, covering both of their heads.

Already strong, she now used all her strength, and Li Qing truly felt like he was about to meet the King of Hell.

"Come on, I want to see how you’ll poke now. Go on, poke!" Zi Ling taunted with a cold laugh.

Li Qing’s hands trembled as they fumbled upward.

The intense dizziness made his hands almost disobedient.

But luck was on his side; after a bit of groping, he successfully grabbed those two soft life-saving straws, "Let... let go."

"Ah..."

Zi Ling cried out indignantly, "You let go first, or I’ll really kill you."

"Let... let go." Li Qing called out with effort, his consciousness blurring.

Blocked by the bathrobe, Zi Ling couldn’t see Li Qing’s expression clearly. Feeling an odd and uncomfortable sensation on her body, she begrudgingly jumped down, her body shifting agilely, and in an instant, she moved to the other side of the bed.