Three days passed-


    "Hmmm... Golden Heart Ginseng, Scarlet Vitality Root, Serpent Vine, Spider Lily..."


    Inside the small, warmly lit tent, Yao Jing sat comfortably on Zhao Tian’s lap, her petite body leaning against his broad chest.


    Before them there is a small table lined with carefully arranged medicinal herbs.


    Yao Jing furrowed her brows slightly, her delicate fingers brushing over the paper in her hand.


    She checked and rechecked the list of medicinal ingredients, her lips moving softly as she whispered the names of the herbs, her voice like a gentle melody to Zhao Tian’s ears.


    After finishing her count, she nodded in satisfaction and smiled faintly, her dimples deepening. "Everything seems to be here. Now..."


    She glanced at the paper again, tapping it thoughtfully. "Let’s check the order they should go into the pot."


    Zhao Tian, who was hugging her from behind, sat silently, letting the warmth of her body seep into his skin.


    "You know," he murmured softly, his breath warm against her ear, "watching you work so seriously makes me want to keep you on my lap forever."


    Yao Jing’s hand, which had been pointing at an ingredient on the table, faltered for a moment.


    A faint blush crept up her cheeks, but she ignored him, pretending to stay focused. "Don’t distract me, Tian’er."


    "Yes.. yes... Master."


    A few minutes later, Yao Jing stood up gracefully from his lap, brushing off imaginary dust from her robes.


    She extended her hand to him. "Come on, we still have work to do. The water must be hot enough by now."


    Zhao Tian stretched his arm lazily, allowing her to grab his hand and pull him up.


    Instead of letting go immediately, Yao Jing tightened her grip and pulled him a step closer.


    "Tian’er," she murmured, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to his lips.


    Before he could recover, she smirked. "That’s to motivate you. Now, stop staring like an idiot and move.


    Zhao Tian chuckled, his eyes softening as he followed her. "Motivated already."


    She shot him a look over her shoulder as they stepped out of the tent into the cool night air, where a pot of water was already steaming gently over a controlled fire.


    "Alright, Tian’er," Yao Jing said, turning to face him.


    "You’ll need to strip down."


    With a nod, Zhao Tian began to remove his clothes and Yao Jing turned her back to him, pretending to focus on the herbs, though her ears burned at the sound of fabric rustling behind her.@@@@


    Once his robe fell to the ground, Zhao Tian stood bare-chested under the moonlight, his well-defined muscles gleaming faintly.


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    Yao Jing glanced over her shoulder, her eyes briefly meeting his before darting away.


    She cleared her throat, "Get in the tub."


    Zhao Tian stepped toward the wooden tub, the warmth of the water brushing against his skin as he climbed in.


    "Haa..." He let out a soft sigh as he sank into the steaming bath, the heat soothing his muscles.


    She huffed, her hands steady despite her racing heart as she began to pat his shoulders dry.


    The cloth moved down his arms and chest gently...


    She continued her work, moving the cloth across his back, then down to his abdomen.


    Her fingers brushed against his skin as she dried him...


    Zhao Tian didn’t make it easier for her.


    Every so often, he shifted slightly, deliberately leaning into her touch or tilting his head to watch her reaction.


    She moved lower, drying his legs "Stop fidgeting, or I’ll leave you half-dried."


    When she finally finished drying his legs, she stood up, the cloth clutched tightly in her hands. "There. All done."


    But Zhao Tian didn’t step back.


    Instead, he reached out, his hand catching her wrist. "Not yet," he murmured, his voice softer now.


    "Not yet?" she muttered as he gently pulled her closer.


    "You missed a spot," he whispered, leaning in so his lips were just a breath away from hers.


    Her heart raced, but she refused to let him get the upper hand entirely.


    She raised an eyebrow, her free hand poking his chest. "Is that so? Where?"


    Gently grasping her hand, she guided his hand to his crotch and presseed his dick againt her palm.


    ’As I thought...’ Yao Jing’s lips twitched and to get back at him, she slid her hand inside his underwear, grasping his dick.


    E-Eh? Zhao Tian was surprised, as he didn’t expect her to really go for it.


    With a smirk, she grabbed his dick strongly, making him wince "Jing’er.. be delicate there..."


    She raised her right hand, pinching his cheek "You should be less horny with your Master.."


    Her fingers twisted around his cock and Zhao Tian smiled dryly "Ok, Ok.. let it go... "


    Chuckling, she retracted her hand and licked her palm "Alright, I will let you go..."


    As she turned around to walk to the tent, Zhao Tian gave a sharp spank on her ass, making her twitch in pain.


    "Y-You.. brat!"


    With a grin, he hugged her from behind as his hands went upward, squeezing her breasts over her clothes "Jing’er.. The day I fuck you.. I won’t let you get out of bed for two days."


    Yao Jing squirmed in his arms but hearing his threat made her chuckle "Thereatening me with a good time?"


    "Hahaha..."


    She turned her head, pecking his lips "Enough of the jokes.. let’s go back to the Sect."


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