Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

No one knew how much time had passed. Only when Qianran felt he had indulged enough did he finally release the adorable girl before him.

As their lips parted, Keke's bright, watery eyes gazed at Qianran with a dreamy expression, filled with a glimmering affection that overflowed like spring water.

She felt that meeting Qianran in this lifetime was the greatest fortune of her life.

"Qianran…" Keke looked deeply at him, wrapping her arms around his firm waist. Slowly, she knelt before him, her silky hair cascading to the floor. Her heart was full of reverence, as though she had completely surrendered to him.

Keke raised her head, her soft, timid gaze meeting Qianran's.

Seeing this, Qianran's heart nearly leaped out of his chest, his mind flooding with warmth and excitement.

That timid gaze—it was simply irresistible. It reminded him of Dong'er, who occasionally lifted her sparkling eyes to feign a helpless prey-like demeanor. However, Dong'er's acting skills were not as refined. As the daughter of a noble family, she could never quite pull off such a pitiful look.

In recent days, after falling for Qianran, Keke had learned many things. She understood her own strengths and weaknesses and knew exactly how to win a man's heart.

Previously, Keke hadn't made up her mind to give herself entirely to Qianran without reservation.

But after that deep, passionate kiss, she had finally resolved herself. As long as she could make this man before her happy, what couldn't she do?

Keke knelt on the ground, slipping off her brown trench coat to reveal her enchanting figure beneath.

She was wearing a pink short-sleeve shirt, her petite upper body boasting impressive curves. Her ample chest filled the shirt, creating an alluring silhouette.

Keke's figure exceeded even Qianran's expectations.

Indeed, one could never judge a girl's body accurately through a school uniform. How many stunningly curvaceous girls had been made to look plain and unremarkable by those baggy uniforms?

Qianran estimated Keke's figure to be roughly a B+.

While this might not seem particularly outstanding on others, it perfectly complemented Keke's petite and delicate frame, even exuding a hint of sultriness.

Judging a figure solely based on isolated measurements is unreliable. For someone like Keke, her proportions were impeccably fitting. Qianran didn't want all his women to resemble the grotesque figures from those sinister 3D animated videos of his previous life. That was far too unnatural. Of course, having one or two of those types might be fine, but Qianran refused to let his aesthetic standards become warped.

Keke wrapped her arms around Qianran's legs, pressing her delicate face against his body and inhaling deeply the masculine scent emanating from him.

Qianran had just gone through over a hundred sparring matches. Even if he had won effortlessly, it was impossible not to sweat. But Keke didn't mind—in fact, she seemed to savor it.

Her soft lips kissed Qianran's sweat-dampened skin, filling her with a sense of happiness.

Finally, had she reached such an intimate point with Qianran?

"Qianran, do I look pretty?" After planting kisses on his abs for a while, Keke raised her head and gazed at him with dreamy eyes.

"Beautiful," Qianran said earnestly. Keke truly did look stunning at that moment.

How could such a sweet, obedient, and attentive Keke not be beautiful?

At the same time, Qianran had an epiphany. So, this was why some seasoned veterans kept attending car shows even when they had no intention of buying. It was all about admiring the models! The reflective floors did indeed enhance the view.

Adjusting her kneeling position, Keke's knees, clad in sheer stockings, brushed against the glossy surface of the floor. From Qianran's vantage point, he could see her dainty high heels and their soles. The enchanting sight left him momentarily breathless.

And coupled with Keke's genuine and infatuated gaze, it was an experience he found utterly irresistible.

What man wouldn't love a woman who was utterly captivated by him?

Even though Qianran had been through much, scenes like this still struck a deep chord in him.

Keke once again lowered her head, gently biting open Qianran's belt…

…

Later, Qianran lay casually with Keke on a simple double bed.

"Keke, when did you get so skilled?" Qianran asked, stroking her head. Her masterful performance earlier didn't quite match her typically carefree persona.

"I… I learned from the other girls at the academy," Keke said, burying her face in his chest. Reflecting on her earlier reckless behavior, she felt deeply embarrassed. She didn't know what had come over her—she just wanted to solidify her relationship with Qianran and had thrown caution to the wind.

Knowing how exceptional Qianran was, she feared missing her chance with him.

She had already harbored this anxiety before, but today, it reached its peak.

She no longer wanted to live in constant fear and uncertainty. After Qianran kissed her, she decided to take the initiative, afraid he would stop at mere flirting as he had before.

Despite her shame, she felt immense joy. She knew she had made the best decision of her life.

Had she not been bold, would she now be lying in Qianran's arms? Impossible.

Moreover, there were so many women drawn to Qianran, each capable of using any means to win his heart. Keke feared he might be enchanted by one of them and forget her.

"Keke, you really are gifted," Qianran chuckled, gently nibbling on her flushed ear. She truly was adorable.

Could this be the power of falling in love?

Qianran felt a pang of self-awareness. He himself had yet to truly fall for anyone in such a selfless way. Women like Keke, so willing to give everything for one person, were unimaginable to him.

Qianran's view of love was grounded in realism.

But he had no intention of imposing his pragmatic views on Keke or the others. If anything, he wished for them to be even more proactive. What he could do was compensate them in other ways.

Since arriving at the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy, Qianran noticed that the girls here—be it Nana or Keke—were naturally caring and attentive. Especially around him, they needed no guidance. This was partly due to his significant growth in strength and partly because his adventures had made him innately appealing.

"Sweetheart, stand up for a moment." As he pondered, Qianran felt a renewed desire stirring within him.

Though shy, Keke obediently stood up. Determined to stay by Qianran's side, she had resolved to abandon her previously headstrong ways. Following Qianran's requests was as normal to her now as putting on clothes before going out.

Keke understood well that Qianran was a man with a strong sense of control. She could act willful in ordinary situations, but there were boundaries she couldn't overstep.

"Hmph." Perhaps realizing something, Keke slowly lifted her skirt, her face turned bashfully to the side.

(End of Chapter)