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After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 95 - "I Want You, I Can’t Wait Any Longer"
“I Want You, I Can’t Wait Any Longer”
Tonight, An Luo Yi wore a shorter dress than usual, paired with black silk stockings.
This was precisely why, as she sat in the An family’s main hall, her legs were covered with a long blanket. Black silk stockings and short skirts weren’t exactly mainstream in this world, and An Luo Yi didn’t want anyone but He Ange to see her like this. For one, it was embarrassing, and for another, she didn’t want to invite idle gossip.
But there was no denying that An Luo Yi knew exactly how to captivate He Ange.
Her legs were already a frequent sight for him, but tonight, she deliberately covered them with a blanket, hiding everything from her thighs to her feet.
Only when He Ange arrived did she lift the blanket, revealing the beauty beneath.
The occasional concealment created a sense of contrast, making her body even more alluring than usual. It was like a well-drawn picture—sometimes, leaving things to the imagination was far more tantalizing than outright exposure.
After all...
Who would have thought that the cold and elegant eldest daughter of the An family would be hiding such a short dress and seductive black silk stockings under her blanket?
Moreover, An Luo Yi’s choice of footwear tonight was particularly striking.
The design was based on traditional women’s cloth shoes, made of silver-white fabric. But at the back of the shoes, two silver cords extended upward. These cords wrapped around her ankles, where they were adorned with small silver bells, and then coiled up her calves like intertwining silver snakes, finally disappearing into the black silk at her knees.
The design was ethereal yet subtly provocative. The silver cords, winding around her legs, had an allure comparable to garters, and their simplicity gave them a purity that high heels couldn’t match.
“Art. Senior Sister, you truly understand art,” He Ange murmured, captivated.
She was stunning.
An Luo Yi was already beautiful, but what made her irresistible was how well she understood He Ange. Every detail of her appearance seemed tailored to his tastes.
“I knew you’d like it...” An Luo Yi said softly, her cheeks tinged with pink as she noticed his unwavering gaze.
She quickly pulled the blanket back over her legs, not letting him look any longer. After all, his eyes kept drifting to a certain spot between her thighs, and even she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.
It almost felt as if his gaze was physically touching her, leaving a tingling sensation wherever it lingered.
“I told you to come home early, and yet it’s already dark. Do you even care about your senior sister?” she said, crossing her legs under her skirt and glaring at him with a hint of annoyance.
An Luo Yi had been sitting alone in the hall for hours, feeling increasingly awkward. The An residence was usually bustling, and she didn’t dare lift the blanket to reveal her outfit to anyone else. She had to sit primly on the long chair, her composure unbroken.
Several times, her father, An Yangsheng, had walked past, and each time, An Luo Yi had tensed up. As his daughter, she couldn’t let him see her wearing such a short skirt.
“I’m sorry, Senior Sister... It’s just that the Liu family patriarch invited me to discuss business. You remember, don’t you? The Liu family runs a fabric business, and Miss Moqing is now managing a shop in Yong’an City. They wanted to buy my clothing designs,” He Ange explained, crouching beside her and placing a hand on her leg.
An Luo Yi listened, her emotions mixed. While she understood the importance of the business deal, her expression still showed her displeasure.
Logically, she knew He Ange’s designs were excellent. With the Liu family’s resources and connections, they could undoubtedly make a fortune.
But emotionally, did she care about money?
As the eldest daughter of the An family and a certified direct disciple of the Shengxu Sect, she could easily support He Ange. Did he really need to chase after business deals?
The truth was, An Luo Yi had spent the afternoon mustering her courage, hoping to share an intimate moment with him, something they rarely had the chance to do.
And yet...
He had left her waiting, choosing work over her.
Perhaps He Ange was simply oblivious, the kind of man who didn’t see such moments as important.
But that afternoon, An Luo Yi had been left yearning, her heart aching with anticipation. She had wanted him to fulfill her desires, to satisfy the longing he had stirred within her.
Now, it was past nine in the evening. The moment had passed, and her emotions had cooled.
Humans weren’t creatures of constant passion. Once the peak of desire faded, even unfulfilled cravings would eventually settle.
That was how An Luo Yi felt now.
She hadn’t been satisfied, yet she had no choice but to calm herself.
And so, she sat there, coldly watching He Ange, her gaze filled with unspoken resentment.
He always seemed to want her. At least once a month, she would help him with his desires, knowing his needs and wanting to keep him from seeking comfort elsewhere.
But what about her?
He had never reciprocated, never taken the initiative to fulfill her needs.
It was a vicious cycle. Each time she found herself wanting, she was left unsatisfied, her patience wearing thinner with each passing moment.
Once, An Luo Yi had been indifferent to such matters, rarely feeling the urge.
But now, thanks to He Ange’s constant teasing and flirtation, she found herself increasingly unable to ignore her desires. Sometimes, she would even feel a strange warmth between her legs, a sign of her growing frustration.
And it was all his fault.
For months, he had been playing with her emotions, leaving her trapped in a cycle of longing and disappointment.
“Senior Sister, can I sleep in your room tonight?” He Ange asked, resting his head on her lap, his eyes filled with hope.
His earnest gaze made her heart race. She had been thinking about this all afternoon.
But now, she was calm, no longer caught up in the heat of the moment.
She didn’t want to make it easy for him.
He had kept her waiting until nine o’clock. Surely, he deserved some form of punishment? She couldn’t just let him off the hook.
If she gave in too easily, he wouldn’t value her.
“No. If you’d listened to me and come home earlier, I might have said yes...” she said, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms.
She turned her head away with a huff, determined to make him work for it.
“Fine. Tonight, you’re not getting into my bed.”
“But... Senior Sister went to all this trouble to wear such beautiful black silk stockings. Isn’t it a shame for me to only look at them?” He Ange said, his hand gently massaging her leg through the blanket.
“You’re just looking for an excuse to touch me,” An Luo Yi retorted, seeing through him immediately.
Caught, He Ange smiled awkwardly but didn’t deny it.
“Then... how about a shoulder massage?”
“Do you really think a few sweet words will get you into my bed?”
Her voice was cold yet elegant, her tone sharp and discerning.
She wasn’t just upset about him being late. She was also frustrated by his months of teasing, building up her feelings only to leave her wanting.
This was her long-overdue revenge.
He Ange’s expression stiffened slightly. Tonight, his senior sister wasn’t going to be easy to handle.
But he wasn’t discouraged.
“Senior Sister, I’m exhausted from today. I just want to hold you while I sleep, to ease my weariness... That’s all.”
“...”
This time, An Luo Yi couldn’t argue.
She tried to remain firm, staying silent as she resisted the urge to give in.
But then, He Ange stood up and moved behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders and beginning to massage her.
His touch was skilled.
When he had first become a rogue cultivator, He Ange had studied various techniques for manipulating energy points in the body, partly to aid in dual cultivation. Over time, he had become quite adept.
With just a few presses on her shoulders, he eased the tension in her meridians, allowing her spiritual energy to flow freely. The sensation was deeply relaxing.
As his fingers worked their magic, a trace of his spiritual energy seeped into her, gently unlocking the emotional barriers she had tried to maintain.
An Luo Yi’s cheeks flushed. Closing her eyes, she let herself be carried away by the comfort of his touch, her thoughts drifting back to the events of the day.
When Li Zijing had slandered her...
When the ice phoenix had gone out of control...
When the crowd had turned against her...
Each time, it was He Ange who had stepped forward to defend her, reliable and unwavering.
Especially when the ice phoenix had gone berserk.
She vividly remembered how he had helped her regain control, his presence as comforting as it was dependable.
The memory brought a warmth to her chest, and as her thoughts deepened, she found herself recalling the strange, intimate sensation of their shared energy flow. It had felt almost like dual cultivation, a connection that left her breathless.
Unconsciously, she tightened her legs under the blanket, a faint dampness forming between them.
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Lost in her thoughts, An Luo Yi didn’t notice the subtle changes in her body. The desires she had suppressed earlier began to stir once more, reignited by the boy behind her.
“Senior Sister.”
At some point, He Ange leaned down, his voice low and magnetic as he spoke into her ear.
The sound sent a shiver down her spine, her ears tingling.
“Senior Sister, I want you...”
“Can I sleep with you tonight? If you hate me, I won’t touch you. I just want to be near you, to watch over you.”
“!?!”
An Luo Yi’s face turned crimson—not just a faint blush, but a deep, unmistakable red.
She had never been so easily flustered before.
He knew exactly what she liked, just as she knew what he liked. He understood her preferences, knew how to push her buttons.
“You... You win,” she muttered, her voice tinged with reluctant acceptance.
If he persisted, she might actually give in tonight.
After all, she had been holding back for so long...
She couldn’t wait any longer. If this continued, with He Ange’s constant teasing and flirtation, she would lose her mind.
“Senior Sister, does that mean you’re letting me?” He Ange asked, his eyes wide with innocent anticipation.
“Just... for tonight. You can hold me while we sleep,” she said hesitantly.
But before she could say more, He Ange scooped her up in a princess carry, heading straight for her bedroom.
“Wh-what are you doing?!” she exclaimed, startled.
She had always been his senior sister, his elder by two years. Yet here he was, carrying her like a child.
“Didn’t you say I could hold you?” he replied nonchalantly.
An Luo Yi, now cradled in his arms, couldn’t meet his gaze. Her face burned with embarrassment.
“I meant... hold me while we sleep.”
“Same thing. I’m just carrying you to bed,” he said, his tone casual.
“...?”
Unable to argue, she buried her face in his chest, letting him carry her.
Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She had planned to take the lead tonight, but his sudden move had caught her off guard.
When they reached her room, He Ange gently placed her on the bed.
As he began unbuttoning his shirt, she reached out, pushing him down onto the mattress.
Straddling him, her flushed face framed by her silver hair, she looked down at him with a mix of determination and vulnerability.
“You’re mine, aren’t you?” she asked, her voice soft.
“Always,” he replied without hesitation.
“Then... if I want you, you’ll give yourself to me, right?”
Her voice was barely a whisper, but the intensity in her eyes spoke volumes.
For a moment, she reached for her outer robe, ready to shed it.
But He Ange stopped her, his hand gently holding hers.
“?”
She looked at him, confused.
He said nothing, simply pulling the blanket over her and lying down beside her.
“Senior Sister, be careful. Walls have ears,” he said seriously.
“?”
Her blush faded as she closed her eyes, extending her spiritual senses.
Outside the courtyard, she detected the presence of several Core Formation cultivators.