Chapter 670: The Matriarch of the Meng Family
Chapter 670: Chapter 670: The Matriarch of the Meng Family
Meng Wan’s eyes flickered.
Soul-searching was certainly an option.
However, it was an invasive technique that could inflict severe damage on the target’s soul, and depending on the difference in their cultivation, it could even leave the victim mentally crippled.
Still, considering that Elder Jun had conspired to have her killed... she doesn’t had any reason to show him mercy.
Meng Wan remained silent for a long while, the contract still clutched in her hands as she stared blankly at Elder Jun’s unconscious form.
Her thoughts churned, trying and failing to find any reason that could justify decades of trust turning into a contract for her death.
She didn’t notice when Li Feng’s arms shifted.
One hand had already been resting just beneath the heavy swell of her breasts.
Now it moved with slow, deliberate ease, sliding upward until his palm cupped the full, soft weight of her left breast through the thin fabric of her robe.
The sheer size of it made the motion almost languid; there was simply so much of her to gather.
The heavenly soft flesh sank deeply into his palm, overflowing the edges of his hand even as he adjusted his grip to better support it.
Meng Wan’s breath caught.
The unexpected contact pulled her sharply from her thoughts.
She glanced down, her cheeks warming as she watched the way her breast filled and spilled over his fingers, the soft mound deforming under its own weight against his hand.
Li Feng’s thumb slowly shifted higher, brushing once over the stiffened peak that strained against the thin fabric.
Then his fingers closed... pinching the hardened bead between thumb and forefinger through the cloth.
"Hah~"
Meng Wan gasped.
The sharp, sudden pressure sent a jolt of heat straight through her.
Her shoulders slumped, the last of her tension draining away as she melted back into his chest, her body going soft against him.
The contract in her hands nearly slipped from her fingers.
Her free hand rose instinctively, not to push him away, but to rest over his wrist as if to steady herself while the slow, deliberate pinch rolled her sensitive beads beneath the fabric.
"Haa~... Li Feng..." she breathed, voice unsteady.
Meng Wan’s eyes half-lidded, the sharp focus she usually carried softening until they seemed to melt with a quiet mix of affection and desire.
But then Li Feng’s hand suddenly stilled.
Without warning, he released her breast.
The soft weight settled back against her chest, the fabric of her robe still faintly indented where his fingers had been.
Before she could turn or speak, he shifted behind her and rose to his feet in one smooth motion, the warmth of his body leaving her back.
Meng Wan blinked, the haze of desire clearing just enough for confusion to flicker across her face. Li Feng stood in front of her with a teasing smile, looking far too pleased with himself.
"Now, now. You should take care of this fellow first."
Meng Wan blinked.
For a moment, she simply stared at him.
Then her gaze slowly dropped toward the obvious bulge beneath his robes.
Her cheeks immediately flushed.
Seeing her look, Li Feng suddenly coughed into his fist and let out a long, dramatic sigh.
"Ah, well... I suppose I can only endure it."
He shook his head with an expression of deep resignation, as though he were making some tremendous sacrifice.
"It’s not that I don’t want my reward tonight. Believe me, I really do."
He glanced at her, his gaze lingering for a moment before he reluctantly looked away.
"But the Matriarch has more important matters to attend to. We can’t possibly leave this traitor unattended just because I’m feeling a little impatient, can we?"
He sighed again, looking every bit like a man forced to abandon his greatest wish for the sake of justice.
"I’ll just have to bear with it for my... mother’s sake."
Meng Wan stared at him in silence.
At first, she had thought he was simply teasing her again.
But seeing him put on such a pitiful expression, she couldn’t help but feel warmth spreading through her chest.
She already knew just how strong Li Feng’s desires could be, yet here he was, willingly holding himself back for her sake.
Her eyes softened with a hint of emotion.
His consideration touched her heart.
Li Feng looked at Meng Wan’s tender gaze, and his heart nearly gave out.
The mature beauty was looking at him with such warmth and affection that he felt as though he might melt right there under her gaze.
’Damn it...’
He gritted his teeth, struggling to suppress the desire surging within him.
He had only meant to tease her a little, but who could have expected her to look at him like that?
If she kept looking at him with those eyes, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold himself back.
’No. I have to stay strong!’
Li Feng took a deep breath.
’If I start now, I won’t be finished until tomorrow!’
And with that thought firmly in mind, he made a swift decision.
He turned around and strode toward the door.
"Li Feng?" Meng Wan called out, blinking in surprise at his sudden movement.
"I’m leaving the traitor to you," he said, waving a hand over his shoulder. "I’ve already sealed his cultivation. He won’t be waking up and causing trouble anytime soon, so you can take your time dealing with him."
Before Meng Wan could ask anything else, Li Feng had already reached the doorway.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
"To take care of something important!"
He answered without turning around.
Then, as though afraid he might change his mind if he stayed another second, Li Feng hurried out and disappeared from sight.
Meng Wan stared at the empty doorway.
A moment later, she covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh.
"Honestly... what a shameless man."
Meng Wan watched the doorway for a few more seconds before her smile slowly faded.
The warmth and affection in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a chilling coldness.