A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World

Chapter 595: Chapter 595: Purple Death’s Strange Feeling (4)

Inside the small, simple room, the sounds of slow and unhurried wet slurping could be heard.

Li Feng could be seen sitting on the edge of the bed.

His robe hung open, sash already discarded somewhere on the floor.

And right now, a lewd smile curved his lips, lazy and satisfied, as if the world outside the closed door no longer existed.

Beneath him, Purple Death remained on her knees.

Her short dark hair spilled over one shoulder.

That long, snake-like tongue was still wrapped around his little brother, moving with slow, punishing control.

Her purple eyes stayed lowered, refusing to look up, even as her cheeks carried a faint heat she would never admit to.

Slurp...

Slurp...

Slurp...

Li Feng’s fingers brushed through her hair as his smile deepened.

”Good,” he murmured, voice low and rough.

”Just like that... You’re doing so great...”

His fingers slid through her hair, not forcing her, only lingering as if savoring the sight.

”I’m so happy as a man to have you...”

Hearing all of those shameless words, Purple Death appeared cold outwardly as her expression did not soften.

Her purple eyes stayed lowered, as if none of his words reached he

But her ear betrayed her as it reddened.r.

And she increased the way her long tongue wrapped around the thick length, coiling tighter, sliding with a wet, deliberate pressure that made Li Feng’s breath hitch.

Then she leaned in and swallowed it whole.

Squelch!

”Ohhh~!”

The sudden heat and tightness drew a low sound from Li Feng’s throat.

His lewd smile faltered for a moment, breaking into something rawer as Purple Death took him down, almost like a snake devouring its prey.

At this sight, Li Feng admired it inwardly.

’Damn!’

He had not known a long tongue could feel so good and so different.

It was nothing like a human mouth.

Purple Death’s tongue didn’t just press or slide; it actually coiled and wrapped.

It tightened around him in slow, wet rings, cool at first, then warming as it moved.

The forked tip flicked along the underside with cruel precision, finding places a normal tongue would never reach, while the rest of that slick length squeezed and dragged in a rhythm that felt almost intelligent.

When she swallowed him whole, the sensation deepened even further.

Strange wet slick closed around his little brother from every direction.

That snake-like tongue kept working even inside her mouth, twisting, pulsing, stroking him in layers instead of a single motion.

It was a tight, slippery, and relentless experience.

Gluck...

Slurp...

Gluck...

”Ahh... Uhh...”

Li Feng’s hand suddenly touched her head as his fingers tightened in her hair.

’This... this is actually dangerous.’

The thought came with a rough breath and the incredible new sensation from below.

Because it did not just feel good.

It felt like she was devouring him on purpose.

Purple Death remained focused on her tongue, neither looking up nor responding to his praise.

She only focused on working and coiling around the thick and veiny length with cold, precise control, wrapping, tightening, then drawing him deeper as if this were a task she had already decided to finish properly.

Then she heard it.

Li Feng’s groan of pleasure.

His waist twitched again, unable to stay still under her mouth.

Her purple eyes brightened as a faint sense of pride rose in her chest.

She would never say it aloud, but the sound strangely pleased her.

That insatiable beast who always looked so calm and shameless was now breathing roughly because of her.

Then a thought quietly slipped through her mind.

’More.’

Strangely, she wanted to hear Li Feng groan more from her and see his face twisted in pleasure by her work.

With that goal in mind, she increased the intensity.

That long tongue coiled tighter around his thick length, squeezing and dragging in wet, relentless rings.

She took him deeper, swallowing him down until the heat of her mouth closed around him completely, then pulled back just enough for the forked tip to flick against the most sensitive spot before she swallowed him again.

Gluck...!

Gluck...!

Gluck...!

”Ugh... Damn..!”

Li Feng’s waist twitched harder as he groaned from the intensity.

His waist twitched again and again, the pleasure sharp enough that his body tried to escape it without thinking.

He leaned back, subconsciously trying to climb onto the bed, as if putting even a little distance between himself and that relentless mouth might give him room to breathe.

”Mhmm...!”

Purple Death did not allow it.

Her hands locked tight around his waist and kept him in place.

Then her head began to bob up and down.

That long tongue never stopped working.

It coiled, squeezed, and dragged along his thick length even as she took him deeper, swallowing him down and pulling back in a wet, steady rhythm.

Each time Li Feng tried to shift away, her grip tightened, forcing him to stay right where she wanted him.

”Hah... Purple Death—”

Li Feng’s breath broke.

The intensity finally pushed him past the edge.

His waist tightened under her hands.

Then a raw groan tore from his throat as he climaxed, spilling into her mouth in hot, uncontrollable pulses.

SPURT!

SPURT!

SPURT!

”Mmmm....?”

Hot spurt spilled into Purple Death’s mouth, thick and sudden, more than she had expected.

His waist jerked hard against her grip, twitching again and again as Purple Death’s face remained stuck to his groin, feeling that thick viscous thing with her tongue that was more sensitive than most.

’Disgusting...’

Purple Death’s eyes twisted slightly at that slimy taste, and yet... even though the taste was heavy and... unmistakably his.

At that thought, her disgust strangely lessened considerably as she even used her long tongue that was still wrapped around his pulsing length to coax out more.

Only after the last twitch finally stopped did Purple Death move.

Smack!

She smacked away the hand holding her head.

Then she leaned back.

The thick, wet length slipped from her mouth, still tightly wrapped by that long, snake-blooded tongue.

Squelch...

A thin, glistening string stretched between them before breaking.

She stayed like that for a moment, breathing lightly through her nose, purple eyes lowered as if even now she refused to meet his gaze.

Then, slowly, she released her tongue.

Squelch...

Squelch...

The slick coils loosened one by one, peeling away from him with deliberate control until that grotesque thing was left standing there, wet and twitching faintly in the cool air of the room.

Purple Death wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

”...Hmph.”

Feeling the thick taste linger persistently on her tongue, she was about to call him out.

But then Li Feng suddenly moved.

Before she could speak, his hands caught her wrists and pulled her up from the floor.

In the next breath she was no longer kneeling in front of him.

The world tilted, and her back hit the bed.

Li Feng leaned over her, dark eyes still hazy with leftover pleasure, that familiar lewd smile already returning to his face.

”My turn.”