Ji Shuang’s body stiffened, her mind racing as her purple eyes fluttered open.


    She had been faking sleep moments earlier, thinking he would quietly leave after ensuring she was comfortable.


    But now, feeling the steady weight of his arm around her and the warmth of his breath on her neck, her heart began to race.


    ’I-I am not your Master, Zhao Tian...’ she thought, biting her lip to suppress the small gasp that threatened to escape.


    Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she lay there, torn between pulling away and staying still.


    ’W-What should I do? Should I wake him up? I think he misunderstood me for Jing’er.’


    The faint tickle of his breath against her neck sent shivers down her spine, her usually composed demeanor crumbling under the intimacy of the moment. ’I am your Sect Master,’


    Gathering her courage, she turned her head slightly, her purple eyes meeting his half-lidded gaze. "Zhao Tian..." she whispered.


    Her lips parted as if to say more, but the words caught in her throat.


    The sight of him so close, his blue eyes softened by a mix of drowsiness and affection, made her chest tighten.


    "Master..."


    Ji Shuang’s body tensed further as Zhao Tian’s arm remained wrapped around her, his warmth seeping through the thin layers of her night robes.


    ’I-I am not your Master... You’re mistaking me for Jing’er, aren’t you?’ she thought, biting her lip as her cheeks grew hotter with each passing moment.


    Her purple eyes flickered with a mix of emotions as she glanced down at him. His face, usually sharp and full of confidence, now seemed soft and unguarded.


    "Master..."


    Her resolve wavered, but she managed to muster her voice. "Zhao Tian,"


    She hoped the sound of her voice would jolt him from whatever dreamlike state he was in. "You’re... mistaken. This isn’t right."


    But instead of pulling away, Zhao Tian’s arm tightened around her waist.


    His head shifted slightly, his face pressing against the curve of her neck.


    The soft brush of his lips against her skin sent another shiver racing down her spine, and she froze, her thoughts scattering.


    "Master..." he repeated, his voice muffled but filled with a quiet affection.


    "Where are you going... you idiot."


    Eh? Idiot?


    "Zhao Tian..." Her hand hovered hesitantly over his shoulder, torn between shaking him awake and allowing the moment to continue.


    "You’ve had too much to drink. You... don’t know what you’re saying."


    As his hot breath hit her ear, she closed her eyes in pleasure ’Master Tian... don’t whisper.. it really tickles...’


    Zhao Tian slowly twisted her body and Ji Shuang glanced at him, who was still drunk with misty eyes.


    With his half-lidded eyes, Zhao Tian glanced at the breast within his palm and he leaned, bringing his face forward.


    H-Huh? Ji Shuang saw him bringing his face close to her breast and her heartbeat quickened, wondering what he is going to do this time.


    Without hesitation, he opened his lips and let out his tongue, licking the sweet nipple that popped out just now.


    ’As I thought...’


    She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, feeling his moist tongue rolling on her perky nipple.


    "Mmngh...." A muffled moan slipped past her lips and her eyelashes trembled as he continued licking her nipple.


    She doesn’t care to stop him anymore, as she was lost in the pleasure of getting sucked by him.


    However, she noticed the suction force behind his tongue and lips is getting slower.


    A few breaths later, she noticed that he had fallen asleep ’E-Eh? What?’


    The blush on her face even deepened when she realized he is sleeping with her nipple inside his mouth.


    Slowly, she moved her breast from his nipple and saw the saliva drooling over her areola.


    Looking at this, she gulped down before she gently raised her massive boob, bringing her own nipple to her lips.


    With slight hesitation, she opened her lips before sucking on her own nipple, tasting the exquisite taste of her nipple along with his saliva.


    Retracting her lips, Ji Shuang covered her face with her palm, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. ’What the hell am I doing?’ she thought, scolding herself internally.


    Her heart was racing as her emotions felt like a tangled mess she couldn’t untangle.


    Taking a shaky breath, she hurriedly straightened her disheveled clothes, smoothing the fabric with trembling hands.


    She glanced back at the bed, where Zhao Tian was now peacefully sleeping, oblivious to the storm of emotions he had stirred within her.


    ’I need to clear my head,’ she decided, as she quickly left the room.


    With the thought of getting some fresh air, she hastily walked down the corridor, reaching the balcony.


    However, at the time she reached there, she saw an unparalleled beauty standing there leaning on the balcony railing, the moonlight casting soft glow over her beautiful face.


    Qian Shi, who has already removed her disguise, turned her golden eyes to look at Ji Shuang.


    "So... did you enjoy it?"


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