I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 399: Chapter 399 This Junior Is Not Practicing the Forbidden Arts, This Is Just a Greeting!

For that brief instant, Li Yihua did not respond and her mind struggling to catch up with what was happening.

It had been too long.

Too many years had passed since she had allowed anyone this close.

But Lin Feng did not pull away.

His presence remained steady, his actions calm yet assured, as if giving her the space to decide yet not allowing her to retreat into hesitation again.

And slowly… she yielded.

The stiffness in her body eased, her initial shock melting into something softer.

The warmth she had long suppressed began to resurface, spreading through her chest and into her limbs.

Her fingers, which had been gripping the edge of the bed, loosened.

She began to respond.

At first, it was hesitant, uncertain… like someone stepping into unfamiliar waters after a long time.

But that hesitation did not last.

Years of restraint, of quiet loneliness and buried longing, began to break free.

What had been suppressed for so long now surfaced naturally, almost instinctively.

Li Yuhua leaned slightly closer, her earlier shyness still present, but no longer holding her back.

Her breathing grew uneven, her composure slowly unraveling as emotions she had long forgotten returned one by one.

It wasn’t just the moment… it was everything behind it.

The years she had endured, the choices she had made, the parts of herself she had set aside.

And now, she was reclaiming them.

In that quiet room, the distance between them vanished completely.

It didn’t take long for Lin Feng to deepen the kiss, his movements growing more assured as he drew Li Yuhua closer into his embrace.

What began as a simple touch of lips quickly turned into something far more consuming, his presence pressing in on her senses until it was hard to think of anything else.

She smells so good… and her body is so soft. Every woman truly has her own charm, Lin Feng mused, his hand sliding behind her neck as he guided her more firmly.

His other arm wrapped around her waist, steady and unyielding, as if afraid she might slip away if he loosened his hold even slightly.

“Mmm!”

Li Yuhua’s eyes fluttered open in surprise, her breath catching as she felt the sudden shift in intensity.

Lin Feng kissed her fiercely, his tongue plunging in with raw, untamed hunger, searching until it claimed hers in a heated tangle.

This was nothing like what she had known before. Her late husband had always been gentle, cautious, treating her like something delicate that might break with the slightest force.

Every touch had been careful, every moment measured.

But Lin Feng…

He was entirely different. Bold. Unrestrained. Powerful.

For a brief moment, she found herself caught off guard, her thoughts scattering under the unfamiliar sensation.

Yet that moment did not last long.

Li Yuhua was not someone who would simply yield without resistance.

There was a quiet strength within her, a pride that refused to be completely overshadowed.

Her initial surprise quickly faded, replaced by determination.

If he was bold, then she would not be timid.

If he was overwhelming, then she would not be drowned.

Steadying herself, she responded.

What had begun as his lead slowly shifted into a shared exchange, a silent contest where neither side was willing to give ground.

“Hmmmmp!” Li Yuhua copied him eagerly, her tongue meeting his with equal hunger.

They dueled wildly in a sloppy, passionate kiss, wet sounds filling the space between them.

Time seemed to stretch, each second blending into the next as the world around them faded into irrelevance.

There were no distractions, no outside voices… only the quiet rhythm of their closeness and the unspoken challenge that passed between them.

Lin Feng’s grip tightened ever so slightly, not in force, but in insistence, as if confirming that this moment belonged to him.

They remained entangled in that charged moment for what felt far longer than it should have been… time stretching, bending under the weight of their closeness until, at last, Lin Feng was the one to pull away.

His breathing remained controlled, his expression calm, as if he had never truly been swept up at all.

Yet the faint intensity in his eyes told a different story.

He could have easily pushed Li Yuhua further, breaking down her composure completely, leaving her weak and unable to resist until she would reach the peak of pleasure.

But he chose restraint. He didn’t want her to lose herself too quickly.

He wanted her aware. Present. Capable of meeting him, not simply being carried by him.

For a moment, he simply looked at her.

Li Yuhua’s face was flushed, her breathing uneven, her usually composed demeanor shaken in a way she could not easily conceal.

There was confusion in her eyes, mixed with something softer… something she had yet to fully understand herself.

Lin Feng’s gaze softened slightly, but only for a brief moment before something more exciting returned.

Slowly, his hands moved, brushing against the fabric of her robe.

The motion was unhurried, almost casual, yet carried a quiet certainty of what would happen next.

With expert hands, Lin Feng untied the sash of her robe with practiced ease.

The soft fabric parted obediently under his fingers, sliding open to reveal the breathtaking sight beneath.

Li Yuhua’s bosom spilled free… huge, heavy, and beautifully full.

They were perfectly rounded and firm, rising and falling with her quickening breaths.

At their peaks sat two delicate pink tips, already stiff and begging for attention.

The mere sight of them made Lin Feng’s mouth water with raw hunger.

Li Yuhua felt a sudden rush of shyness wash over her.

Lin Feng was only the second man who had ever seen her naked like this.

Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she instinctively raised her arms to cover her generous bosom, trying to shield herself from his intense gaze.

But it was already too late.

Lin Feng moved with swift, certain grace.

Before her hands could fully conceal her chest, he leaned down and captured one swollen pink crown between his lips.