Dual Cultivation God Returns

As they entered the little garden house, they first passed through the area with new plants he visited before, and proceeded deeper inside, to the area made for Wei Lan to relax in between her garden work and cultivation.

There was a comfy bed and a small kitchen where she was practicing her culinary skills and experimenting with new recipes, as well as a small bathroom in the back.

“What do you want? Something light like a brunch or more filling?”, she asked as she approached the kitchen island that had two chairs from one side.

“Light, I don’t plan on skipping dinner later”, Wu Long replied while following her into the room, and when she stopped to give a look around the kitchen, deciding what she would make, he seized the moment to wrap his hands around her from behind.

“I won’t be able to cook like this, you know?”, she chuckled, not showing any signs of trying to free herself of even show any kind of movement, rather, leaning back into his embrace.

“I am just getting my warm welcome”, his voice came out muffled as he stuck his face into her hair.

She began laughing, remembering the time not long after they first met, “You’re still not over that? I thought I have you plenty of warm welcomes after”

“That is that, this is this”, he shrugged his shoulders, “It’s a new day, new location, new occasion, so it requires a new warm welcome”

She wryly smiled, shaking her head at how silly it was, but a warm and fuzzy feeling was spreading in her as she once more realized how happy she was.

And then, his next words spoken softly into her ear caused her to widen her eyes, “After all, I am back home”

She turned in his hands, facing him, her light amber-colored eyes looking intently into his.

“You’re right… this time it’s not a warm welcome to a guest but a warm welcome home”, she said, slightly choked up from emotions.

It was a simple concept, something she should’ve known a long time ago. Yet she was so caught up in everything that was happening, that she never realized.

She was part of what he could call home, and he was part of what she called home as well.

Regardless of where they were, home was where the Dao Family was.

A memory flashed through her mind, how after the destruction of the Clear River Pavilion where she was a Grand Elder, Ye Ling, Hua Ziyan, Luo Mingyu and Shen Min visited Wu Long.

Back then, she acutely felt this feeling between them, a sense that they were ‘home’. She still remembered the prick of envy she felt as she watched that scene.

Now, it was just a distant memory, and she was also part of this home, experiencing the happiness that, in that distant memory, she thought was unobtainable.

Their lips met as her eyes closed.

A tender, loving kiss, the sensation of his familiar hands around her, his scent. Her emotions surged, as the kiss deepened, both of them gradually becoming excited.

She felt his hand slide down on her back, sending shivers through her as it reached the curve of her ass, and grabbed it, a light moan breaking out of her chest into his lips.

Her breathing became faster, as her hands also spread out, going up his back to hold him tighter.

But when his other hand started going toward the front to likely sneak under the clothes, a sudden thought flashed through her mind, ‘Wait… what underwear was I…’, and then a realization hit her as she remembered, her eyes opening up, ‘…!!!’

She also realized that she was sweaty from working in the garden, and though she knew he did not mind, it did matter to her.

Backing her head a bit away to end the kiss, she quickly passed her hand to the side, raising it to place her fingers on his lips, speaking in a hurried, still excited whisper while leaning her face against his, “Wait, wait, wait…”

He stopped, the sound of her fast and uneven breathing tickling his hearing, exciting him even more.

“I… I need a moment…”, she continued in the same whisper.

And for a moment after, she froze, ‘Oh no… d-did I ruin it?’, leaning a bit back to look at him.

However, the look in his eyes told her otherwise. She saw that fiery look, full of desire for her and at the same time full of tenderness.

This look sent a lightning through her.

She had confidence in her looks, it was undeniable, and he made sure to remind her all the time as well, but nothing made her feel as gorgeous, as confident and as charming, as this look in his eyes when he looked at her.

Being desired by her beloved, was like an aphrodisiac, instantly igniting a fever inside her once again.

“Careful, Lan’er, you’re playing with fire”, he chuckled, seeing that aroused look appear in her eyes, “You might not get that moment after all…”

“I am guite skilled dealing with fire”, she smiled, suddenly filled with mysterious confidence, feeling like if she wanted, she could be a skilled seductress for him, “I’ll be back in just a minute… or two”

She gave him a quick kiss, which he prolonged, to keep her close even if just a bit longer, reluctantly letting her go to the bathroom, going as far as to hold her arm which gradually slipped away until the tips of her fingers finally parted with his.

“No peeking, not even with Spiritual Sense”, she cheekily noted right before closing the door.

He shook his head with a wry smile, but really did limit his Spiritual Sense.

Now with some free time, his eyes wondered around the room, until they landed on the bed. He walked to it, casually taking off his sash and outer robe, letting them fall to the floor, and sat on the edge of the bed, removing his footwear as well.

In the meantime could hear the water splashing behind the door.

The wait did not really take that long, though for him time was stretching, causing him to sigh with relief when the door started sliding to the side, and then, his pupils dilated with appreciation as she appeared reflecting in them.

She was wearing a white, semi-transparent negligee with a delicate lace design on its edges, but not on the central parts, which allowed him to see the mesmerizing view underneath.

Her large and round breasts were cupped very lightly by the upper section, pink nipples made small tents in the semi-transparent fabric, her thin and delicate waist accentuating both curves above and below, and the white semi-transparent panties with the same lacy design on the sides and in the most sensitive part below.

The negligee only went a bit past her butt, covering it lightly but not enough to do so if she bent down. It was also so lightweight and airy, that it threatened to rise up from the lightest of her movements.

“Definitely worth waiting for”, he chuckled, “I think I really am hungry now, especially after you stirred my appetite with this wait”