Chapter 158: Come into My Arms

"Please, give us the best room available."

In the hotel lobby, Tong Yi spoke to the front desk staff in the Thai language.

The receptionist smiled and nodded, glanced at her computer, and was about to speak when she suddenly caught sight of a strange hand gesture made by a man standing behind Tong Yi and Jiang An. Instantly understanding the situation, she maintained a calm and composed expression. "Certainly, madam. As it happens, we still have one of our finest and most expensive presidential suites available. The rate is 55,000 Thai baht per night. Would you like to reserve it?"

"We'll take it. Can I use a Huaxia bank card here?" Tong Yi asked.

"Yes, you may. I will process your check-in right away. May I please see both of your passports?" With well-trained efficiency, the receptionist handled the registration and instructed a member of the staff to escort them upstairs.

Moments later, they reached the top floor. The attendant unlocked the door for them, bowed with his hands clasped, and said, "This is your room. Please do not hesitate to call us if you need anything."

Tong Yi entered first, followed at a leisurely pace by Jiang An, who then closed the door.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!"

The spacious and elegant room was stunning under the soft lighting. The plush, clean carpet, the uniquely designed crystal chandelier, the gleaming circular bathtub, and the grand floor-to-ceiling windows were all breathtaking. Most importantly, the room was arranged with a honeymoon theme, centered around warmth and sweetness. A luxurious king-size bed was strewn with red rose petals, while ribbons, dolls, and postcards came together to form a wedding motif—enough to make any girl's heart flutter with romantic delight.

She threw herself directly onto the soft mattress, rolling over and over. The white lace nestled between the thighs of her short skirt was vaguely visible. From time to time, she scooped up a handful of petals and blew on them with puffed cheeks, sending them scattering across the floor.

"Hubby, catch me!"

Turning around and seeing Jiang An approaching, Tong Yi hopped off the massive bed and leaped forward like a tiger pouncing on a rabbit. Jiang An reached out and caught her, his hands supporting her rounded, perky buttocks. She instinctively wrapped her long legs around his waist, threw her arms around his neck, and brought her face almost flush against his. Parting her lips, she breathed a sweet fragrance and whispered, "This lady is about to have her first kiss. You are not allowed to move, and you're certainly not allowed to laugh at me!"

Scarcely had her voice trailed off when her fragrant, soft cherry lips clumsily pressed forward. With her eyes tightly shut out of nervousness, she missed his lips entirely and landed a kiss squarely on Jiang An's nose.

Her waist was slender enough to be spanned by a single hand. Smiling, Jiang An set her down on the bed and said, "Don't be in such a hurry, unless you want to give a free show to anyone watching."

Tong Yi opened her eyes, looking puzzled as she asked, "What do you mean?"

"I mean there are hidden cameras in this room," Jiang An murmured softly beside her ear, instantly making Tong Yi leap to her feet.

"What! We need to call the police right now! A presidential suite in a proper star-rated hotel actually installs this kind of obscene garbage!"

Tong Yi instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, speaking with indignant fury.

"It seems this is the influence of the people that fat man mentioned. Calling the police won't do any good—for all we know, the local cops are already in their pockets," Jiang An said calmly.

"Traveling abroad really is fraught with danger at every turn. I've heard stories back home about people coming to Southeast Asia and frequently getting fleeced. High-priced scams are the least of it; some even get framed with gambling or drugs. Hmph, hubby, do you think they're trying to record a video of us and blackmail us?"

"Precisely."

"Then what should we do now?" Tong Yi looked around anxiously, suddenly finding the room far less appealing.

"Simple—we just wait and see. Don't worry. Since I knew something was fishy, how could I let them succeed? I have already used a spell to cut off all the cameras in the room; it's completely safe right now. All we have to do is sit back and wait for the prey to walk into the trap."

Seeing Jiang An's casual and untroubled demeanor, Tong Yi suddenly remembered that he was far from an ordinary person. Anyone attempting to trick him would have to wait ten thousand years! Her playful spirit immediately flared back up, making her feel as though she were living inside a movie plot, only far more thrilling.

"In that case, this young lady is going to take a bath. Are you absolutely certain all the cameras are disabled?"

"Beyond a shadow of a doubt. My wife's magnificent body is for my eyes alone; nobody else is even allowed to dream of it!"

Hearing this, Tong Yi beamed with delight. She suddenly leaned over and planted a quick kiss on Jiang An's lips, her pretty face flushing crimson as she declared, "Not bad at all. I'm going to take a bath now, and you are strictly forbidden from coming in!"

With that, she darted rapidly into the bathroom and pulled the door shut firmly behind her. This girl—one moment cheerful and enthusiastic, the next boundlessly shy.

Jiang An, however, felt a mild headache coming on. It looked like Tong Yi had already prepared herself to surrender completely tonight. Yet Jiang An's resolve was equally firm: he could not take her virginity just yet. The primordial yin of her water-affinity spiritual roots would be immensely beneficial to his future cultivation; he could not sacrifice a massive long-term gain for a temporary indulgence. He would have to make things clear to her later.

After a full forty minutes, the bathroom door swung open, and Tong Yi stepped out, looking as fresh and tender as a lotus emerging from the water. She was wrapped snugly in a white bathrobe, and the moment she caught sight of Jiang An, she said, "You should go wash up too. I've already drawn the bath for you."

"There's no need. My body is naturally dust-free; casting a simple cleansing spell is far cleaner than taking a bath," Jiang An laughed.

"Oh," Tong Yi nodded in acknowledgment. Then, seeming to remember something, she ran over and began pushing Jiang An toward the bathroom. "I don't care, you have to go inside and stay for a little while. You can only come out when I tell you to!"

What sort of trick was she playing now?

Before he could ask, he was shoved into the bathroom by Tong Yi, and the door was firmly shut.

"Remember, you aren't allowed to come out until I call you, and absolutely no peeking!"

Tong Yi added an extra warning from outside before falling silent.

However, she had forgotten what kind of person Jiang An was. His hearing alone surpassed ordinary people by countless folds. Tuning in slightly, he heard the rustling sound of Tong Yi rifling through her backpack, followed by his own spiritual sense expanding to perceive the surrounding environment in a way that was even more multidimensional than using his eyes.

Jiang An couldn't help but smile knowingly. Oh, what a silly girl.

As it turned out, when they set off for Thailand this time, they had traveled light. If Jiang An had been traveling alone, he wouldn't have needed to carry anything at all, or he could have stored everything in his storage pouch. But Tong Yi had insisted on bringing a few things of her own. In the end, they brought two bags: a small women's backpack for Tong Yi and a large black duffel bag carried by Jiang An, which was filled almost entirely with Tong Yi's clothes. She had argued that a vacation had to feel like a proper vacation, stubbornly refusing to let Jiang An put them in his storage pouch.

And what was Tong Yi doing outside right now?

He watched through his spiritual sense as she gently unzipped the large backpack, retrieved a neatly packaged set of pink lingerie and a nightgown as thin as gossamer from the very bottom, and then untied the sash around her waist...

Jiang An instantly withdrew his spiritual sense. Even though Tong Yi was his woman, and even though he would get to see everything in a little while, he preferred to respect this lovely girl from the bottom of his heart. Besides, back in the immortal realm, personal privacy was of the utmost importance; even cultivation partners rarely used their spiritual senses to scan each other's bodies or storage pouches.

"You can come out now!"

After a short while, Tong Yi called out from outside, her voice trembling slightly.

Jiang An stepped out to find that Tong Yi was already lying in bed, wrapped tightly from head to toe in the quilt, leaving only her flower-like face and jet-black hair exposed. Her autumn-water-clear eyes were blinking at him without pause.

Jiang An smiled, stripped off his upper garments, and revealed his perfectly proportioned, powerful physique. Tong Yi's eyes instantly filled with little stars; a great figure exerted the exact same attraction across both genders.

Next, Jiang An rapidly kicked off his trousers and dived beneath the covers with lightning speed. Stretching out a strong arm, he asked, "Would you like to come into my embrace?"

"Or move right into your heart!"

Tong Yi supplied the second half of the sentence, then actively wriggled closer, pressing herself against Jiang An's broad chest. As she listened to his steady, powerful heartbeat, her entire body grew feverish, and her own pulse began to race in response.

Snap!

Jiang An suddenly reached out and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness. Afterward, he patted Tong Yi's slender shoulder and said, "It's time to rest, unless you want those bastards to ruin your sleep and leave you sleep-deprived."

"Mmm," Tong Yi murmured, her voice no louder than a mosquito's.

And so, the room grew quiet once more, save for the sound of Tong Yi's increasingly heavy breathing.

Yet, a full minute passed, and the movements from Jiang An that she had anticipated never materialized. He merely held her just as before, unmoving.

She felt a deep wave of disappointment, and suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I want to possess you just as much as you want it, but your primordial yin cannot be broken yet. If it is, your future cultivation speed will plummet, and the gap in our cultivation levels will only grow wider over time. Remember what I told you? The higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan. Surely you don't want to die before me, do you?" Jiang An offered a timely explanation.

Only then did Tong Yi's mind settle. Jiang An wasn't rejecting her after all. However, the restlessness burning in her heart couldn't be quelled so easily. Suppressing her shyness, she asked, "Then how long do I have to cultivate before you'll truly make me yours? Like Sister Shuang?"

"Your situations are somewhat different. In any case, you must listen to me. For the sake of our grand plan of longevity, you'll just have to endure a little grievance for now."

"Fine," Tong Yi sighed. Then, suddenly flipping herself over, she straddled Jiang An's torso and pressed her entire weight against him. "Then I want to kiss you. Just a few kisses, is that alright? Surely that won't cause any problems."

At this moment, her twin peaks were pressed flat against Jiang An's chest, and their lower bodies were in intimate contact. Stirred to the depths of her desire and feeling her mouth go dry, she instinctively began to twist and grind her hips against him.

Jiang An frowned slightly. He knew this was the result of Tong Yi's water-affinity spiritual roots reacting to the pure spiritual energy radiating from his body, triggering a primal yearning for a union of yin and yang that had overrun her self-control. A Tong Yi like this was an absolute masterpiece of the mortal world, but since he couldn't consume her right now, Jiang An channeled a strand of cooling spiritual qi into her body while saying, "On the path of cultivation, one faces thousands of trials and tribulations. Desires are simply one of those tests. Right now, you are too weak to control your physical impulses; let me guide the energy away for you with my magic."

Sure enough, once Jiang An had circulated his magic through Tong Yi's body for a full cycle, she felt the scorching restlessness recede significantly. Even so, she still refused to climb off Jiang An's chest, simply murmuring, "I feel much better now, but I want to sleep holding you just like this, to see if you can resist my temptation."

Jiang An indulged her. Even though he was standing at rigid attention right against her most intimate gates, his mind remained as cool as ice, completely unaffected by carnal desires.

"Hubby, when do I get to start cultivating?" Tong Yi asked, tracing circles against Jiang An's chest with her finger.

"As soon as we get back, you can begin. You can balance your studies with your practice. I've already chosen a cultivation method for you: the renowned *Water Moon Art of the Silk Curtain*, one of the absolute best water-attribute techniques in existence," Jiang An replied.

"*Water Moon Art of the Silk Curtain*? What a strange name, but it sounds rather pretty."

Of course it sounded pretty! This had been the core cultivation manual of Fairy Youzhao, the single greatest female emperor in the history of the immortal realm's human race during the ancient era. It could support cultivation all the way to the Creation Realm, and its renown in the immortal realm was immense.

From then on, the two of them chatted back and forth, asking and answering questions. Tong Yi grew more and more excited as she spoke, showing not a single trace of fatigue as time quietly slipped away.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The doorbell suddenly rang, persistent and urgent.

"The good show is starting. Since you can't sleep anyway, get up and let's watch the show."

With those words, Jiang An flicked the lights back on.