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Caught by Aunt Clara

“Young Master, it’s my time to attack now.”

Lane giggled as a faint evil glint flashed in her eyes.

Before Victor could reply, her body became blurry.

The next second, she appeared right in front of him.

She pushed him onto the ground.

Then moved on top of him.

Straddling his waist with her legs on both sides.

In just a second, Victor was immobilized on the ground by her.

Her soft thighs pressed against his hips.

Her warm body was on top of his.

Her E cup breasts hovered just above his chest.

“Hehe, Young Master, you know, you beat me many times in the past. I’m going to take my revenge while I have the chance,” Lane said with a sweet smile, sitting comfortably on his waist.

Her black hair fell around her face like a curtain.

Her black eyes sparkled with mischief.

Victor looked at her with a puzzled expression.

And replied with a sly smile.

“So how are you going to do that?”

Lane bent her upper body down.

Bringing her face closer to his.

She lightly kissed his lips.

But before he could respond, she moved away.

Then she kissed his left cheek.

Then his right cheek.

She started teasing him with her soft lips.

Kissing his forehead.

His lips.

His nose.

His ears.

His cheeks.

His neck.

Each kiss was light and playful.

Sending shivers through his body.

Her soft lips were warm against his skin.

Her breath was sweet and intoxicating.

Victor felt his heart race.

His body responded to her touch.

“Lane, you’re playing with fire,” Victor warned, his voice low and husky.

“Oh? And what will you do about it, Young Master?” Lane whispered against his ear, her breath warm and teasing. “You’re the one pinned down right now.”

Her fingers traced along his jaw.

Her lips brushed against his neck again.

Victor’s hands moved to her waist.

Gripping her firmly.

“Just wait until I get free,” Victor said with a grin. “Then you’ll see who’s playing with fire.”

“Mmm, I’m so scared,” she mocked playfully, kissing his neck again. “What will my Young Master do to me?”

Her hips shifted slightly against his.

Her soft curves pressed down on him.

Victor felt his control slipping.

His hands tightened on her waist.

“I’ll show you exactly what happens to naughty maids who tease their Young Masters.”

Lane’s eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Promise?”

Suddenly, a soft voice came from the side.

“Uhm, Uhm… You two little birds should find a private place to do that kind of thing. This garden is an open place, you know?”

Victor and Lane were completely immersed in their kissing when the woman’s voice interrupted them.

Victor’s aunt had come to check on his progress.

She had arrived to see their martial skill practice.

But they were doing something entirely different.

Victor’s heart skipped a beat.

While Lane jumped off him like a frightened rabbit.

Her face turned crimson with shame.

She didn’t have the courage to lift her face and look toward Clara.

Her black hair covered her red face.

“Hi, Aunt!” Victor’s face flushed a little, but he was much more thick-skinned than Lane.

He looked at his aunt and greeted her casually.

Clara looked at the couple and chuckled lightly.

Her purple hair swayed with each step.

Her red eyes sparkled with amusement.

She was really surprised by Victor’s transformation.

His cold-hearted personality had changed entirely.

She walked closer to them.

“Well, well, well. It seems my nephew has been busy with more than just cultivation.”

She leaned down and gently pinched his cheek, teasing him.

“Look at you, blushing like a little boy caught stealing sweets. How cute.”

Her fingers were soft against his skin.

Victor’s face grew even redder.

“Aunt! Please…”

Clara laughed softly.

Her E cup breasts jiggled with her laughter.

Then she turned to Lane.

Who was still hiding her face.

“And you, little one. So bold to pin down your Young Master. I’m impressed.”

Lane let out a small squeak and buried her face in her hands.

Clara didn’t embarrass them further.

After checking up on Victor’s progress.

And confirming his cultivation was advancing well.

She left them alone with a knowing smile.

Her purple robe swayed as she walked away.

“Young Master, it’s your fault,” Lane pouted aggressively, her cheeks still bright red.

Her black eyes were filled with embarrassment.

Her lips formed a cute pout.

Victor’s expression turned strange as he glanced at her.

“Are you sure about that? That this is all my fault?”

He raised an eyebrow.

“If you don’t believe me, I can go ask Aunt who pinned who.”

After saying that, Victor took a few steps forward.

“Ahh, Young Master, you’re a meanie!” Lane screamed and immediately stopped him, grabbing his hands.

Her fingers wrapped around his.

She pulled him back.

He stopped with a smile.

She looked at him with a pout.

But then she leaned in.

And kissed his lips one more time before he could react.

Then, like a gust of wind.

She rushed into the house.

Her black hair flew behind her.

Victor smiled lightly.

Watching her running figure.

He laughed, “Ha ha ha!”

And also walked forward into the house.

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At the dining table.

Lane kept her face down with a crimson hue on her face.

Her black hair covered her eyes.

She didn’t look up at anyone.

Other than Clara and Victor.

Everyone looked at her curiously.

Lane’s cheerful character had suddenly vanished.

Anna looked confused by Lane’s unusual behavior.

Her red eyes studied the young maid.

Clara, understanding her sister’s confusion.

Leaned in and whispered something in Anna’s ear.

Anna’s eyes widened a little.

As she glanced at Victor and Lane with a meaningful smile.

Lane’s face flushed even more.

Turning completely red like a tomato.

After being glanced at by Anna.

“Something interesting happened today, it seems,” Anna said, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

Her black hair fell across her shoulder.

Her red eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Victor coughed awkwardly and focused on his food.

While Lane wished the ground would swallow her whole.