Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 49

Qin Wanyuan was truly broken. She admitted that she couldn’t bear to see her Lin Que being ridden by another woman without reacting.

The impact of that scene was too much for her.

Even if… it was just a memory.

Just now, watching the young Lin Que and Jiang Moqing doing those things together, her mind went blank. For a moment, she felt weak and powerless, unable to even make a sound.

An unprecedented sense of suffocation instantly engulfed her.

She stared blankly as they continued their entanglement from the pavilion into the room, loosening their clothes, going all the way to the final step.

It wasn’t until Jiang Moqing’s cry of pain awakened Qin Wanyuan that she fully came to her senses, crying out to end this scene of desire.

With her intrusion, the scene before her suddenly shattered.

However, the dream did not end immediately; it seemed that due to Qin Wanyuan’s forceful interruption, many fragments of memories flickered before her eyes.

What filled her vision were the intimate and affectionate images of Lin Que and Jiang Moqing.

Mouths, feet, sandwiched—various postures that Qin Wanyuan had never seen or even dared to imagine were displayed one by one, every corner of that cave dwelling left with traces belonging to the two of them.

“Don’t!”

Qin Wanyuan jolted awake, her right hand reaching out as if trying to grasp something.

She gasped for breath, tears welling in her eyes, and it took a long time for her to calm down.

Outside the window, the moon hung high, still deep in the night.

【Host, you just wasted a set of shared dream tokens.】 The system reminded her.

‘Shut up!’ Qin Wanyuan gritted her teeth and shouted at the system.

【You are the host; you call the shots.】 The system wisely fell silent.

Once she calmed down a bit, Qin Wanyuan realized she had done something foolish, wasting a rare shared dream token.

But she was not an emotionless machine; how could she remain indifferent witnessing her partner being ridden by someone else?

Turning to the side, Qin Wanyuan saw Lin Que still asleep, his brow furrowed, unsure if it was due to the dream being interrupted or some other reason.

What concerned her more was probably the tent propped up beneath Lin Que.

‘Although I occasionally see Lin Lang like this in the morning, this time… it must be because of Senior Sister Jiang, right?’

Looking at the tent formed by the quilt, Qin Wanyuan felt a pang in her heart, as she couldn’t help but recall the scene in the dream where she saw Jiang Moqing on top of Lin Que.

It was a sour feeling.

She knew very well that this matter was not Lin Que’s fault, yet Qin Wanyuan couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.

Those scenes seemed to be imprinted in her mind, impossible to erase.

‘Really… could it be that pleasurable?’

Qin Wanyuan’s fingertips rested on her red lips as she gazed at the tent, lost in thought.

……..

Lin Que dreamt of events from a few years ago.

However, at the most critical moment, for some reason, he was interrupted.

A spring dream… it’s been a long time since I had one, right? Why am I dreaming of this?

He didn’t quite understand; logically, cultivators could achieve a state of tranquility in their thoughts while sleeping, resting until dawn. If dreams were uncontrollable, they were usually related to legends of receiving dreams from immortals.

It is said that there are immortals who impart skills in dreams, allowing one to achieve sudden enlightenment overnight, and there are also claims of foreseeing the future.

However, Lin Que felt that these had little to do with him; perhaps it was just that he had recently become busy after a long absence, which made him reminisce about the past?

Soon, his thoughts were drawn to another matter.

In a hazy state, he seemed to be wrapped in something soft and warm, a sensation that was quite marvelous, making him feel weak in the waist and legs, as if he were about to sink into it.

‘What’s going on?’

He opened his eyes and looked down, discovering a figure curled up like a kitten, continuously inhaling and exhaling something.

Half-asleep, Lin Que instinctively continued the scene from his dream.

“Master…”

Fortunately, he quickly hit the brakes.

“Is it… Wan Yuan?”

Blinking, he realized that the “kitten” was indeed Qin Wan Yuan.

“Mm mm mm~”

Qin Wan Yuan mumbled something indistinctly, raised her head, and blinked back at him.

“Hmm… this feels nice.”

Although Qin Wan Yuan’s words were muffled, Lin Que understood her meaning. He sat up and reached out to stroke her head, feeling inexplicably as if he were rewarding a well-behaved cat.

“Hehe~”

Seemingly encouraged, Qin Wan Yuan became even more diligent.

It was her first time doing this, and she was quite inexperienced; her little tiger teeth occasionally grazed places they shouldn’t.

Fortunately, Lin Que had practiced the dragon clan’s secret body refinement technique, so his physique was extraordinary, allowing him to overlook such minor issues.

Even so, Qin Wan Yuan found it difficult to succeed, as she had only learned the surface techniques from her dreams and did not understand the skills of using her tongue.

Thus, time naturally stretched on indefinitely.

It wasn’t until the first light of dawn appeared over the eastern hills that Qin Wan Yuan heard Lin Que’s warning.

“Wan Yuan, hurry and pull out.”

At his words, Qin Wan Yuan snorted through her nose, not heeding Lin Que’s advice, but instead pressing forward.

“Ke Wei, I too shall do the same!

What Jiang Mo Qing can do, I can do too!”

Immediately, a surge of fluid rushed out, and Qin Wan Yuan felt her mouth and nasal cavity filled with a fishy taste, her little face puffing up in an instant.

She mimicked Jiang Mo Qing from her dream, swallowing with great difficulty, but ended up choking several times, tears filling her eyes, and finally had to awkwardly catch the thick white porridge with her hands.

“Cough cough cough cough cough…..”

Watching this scene, Lin Que smiled and gently wiped away the remnants clinging to the corner of Qin Wan Yuan’s mouth with a handkerchief.

“Wan Ying, why did you suddenly think of doing this today?”

In her impression, her Daoist partner was a complete conservative, let alone what happened earlier, and even in daily life, he was too shy to touch his fierce beast.

Could it be that she really had a dream granted by an immortal?

“Is it because… I couldn’t satisfy you, so I read a few more books, learned a bit, how’s that?”

Qin Wan Ying blinked and asked Lin Que.

“Hmm, Wan Ying is great,” Lin Que said, stroking Qin Wan Ying’s head and encouraging her.

“This way of encouragement, Lin Lang, aren’t you treating me like a child?”

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Qin Wan Ying hummed, her mouth corners curled up in a smile, “But who made me fall for this?”

After speaking, she cupped her hands and brought them to her mouth, sipping slowly, and finally swallowed everything.

Qin Wan Ying even stuck out her tongue at Lin Que, indicating that she had drunk it all.

“Why do you have to do this…” Lin Que looked at Qin Wan Ying with a mixture of helplessness and amusement.

“After all, these are the essence, can’t waste them.”

Qin Wan Ying smiled mischievously, then was picked up by Lin Que, and the two went to the bath pool to take a mandarin duck bath, before going back to sleep.

…

In another cave, Jiang Mo Qing, who should have been asleep, slowly opened her eyes.

As if she had just woken up, her mind was still immersed in the dream, and her beautiful eyes were full of daze and intoxication.

She pulled out her hand from the quilt, looked at her slender white fingers, and then put her middle and ring fingers in her mouth, sucking gently, as if savoring something.

“Shi Di…”

She said vaguely, and a figure appeared in her mind.

“I miss you.”