《Rise of the White Dragon 》Chapter 178: Difference Between Love and Desire
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Even after drinking more than five glasses of wine, Ingrid was perfectly fine. This could have been considered either an advantage or disadvantage for a cultivator. But it was good to be lucid, since it was better to know what you were doing than to do something on impulse.
The suite they were staying in was on the nineteenth floor.
When they entered the suite, Ingrid asked, "I'm going to take a shower now. Do you want to come along?"
Perhaps this was the first time that she had invited him to bathe together. Luan wanted to accept, but he had something to do before that.
"Next time, you can go first. I need to do something before that," Luan told her.
"Oh..." Ingrid was surprised by the rejection, but soon she smiled and said, "Okay."
While Ingrid went into the bathroom, Luan took some things out of the storage ring and started to spread something around the corners of the suite. Without anyone else noticing, the suite was isolated.
When Ingrid came out of the bathroom, Luan said, "I'm going to take a shower and I'll be right back."
"Okay." Ingrid nodded while drying her hair.
Before Luan entered the bathroom, Ingrid asked, "Ah yes, did you do something?"
Ingrid had noticed that something strange had happened, although she didn't know exactly what he did.
"Yes, but let me take a shower first. When I get back I'll tell you what I did. In fact, in that time, you can try to find out on your own. That can serve something," Luan said as he turned and entered the bathroom.
"Okay." Ingrid made an 'Ok' sign with her hand and walked towards the room.
"Wow! How daring!" When she finished drying her hair, Ingrid found new clothes and even a sexy sweater.
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The sweater was made of wool and was to be worn as a dress, going only to the pulp of the ass, while in front of the breasts, it was cut in the shape of a triangle, showing almost the entire chest, and the back was completely exposed, even a good part of the butt.
The nightgown was transparent red. If she didn't wear panties, it would be even more daring, and although the part of the breasts was less transparent, it was still possible to see through.
For some reason, Ingrid thought the wool sweater was even more erotic than the sweater. Perhaps it was because she thought it was a very unique and unexpected thing.
'Has she changed clothes yet?' Luan dried his hair and left the bathroom wearing only boxer briefs.
On her knees on the bed, Ingrid was looking nervously at Luan. She ended up choosing the wool sweater to wear and felt very bold at that moment. Seriously, how could such a creature be so cute and sexy at the same time?
Luan's heart was agitated. He didn't expect her to choose that sweater when dressing. In fact, it was he who bought it, but he didn't think she would actually wear it and he had to admit that it was a very well made purchase...
Of course, Luan was not the only one to be hypnotized. When Ingrid saw Luan come in wearing only boxer briefs, her mouth got so hot that her saliva dried up.
Luan closed the door and approached the bed. He sat on the bed, and Ingrid came over, cuddling up to his bare chest.
"Luan..."
"Uh?"
"What are you feeling for me now, love or desire?" Ingrid asked sweetly. Her beautiful eyes blinked as she looked at him.
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"For you, what is desire and what is love?" Luan asked instead of answering.
"Well, desire is something more carnal, love is something more sentimental," Ingrid responded by thinking a little.
Luan smiled as he squeezed Ingrid's cute little nose and said, "For me, desire is tied to death. Love is linked to life."
"Why do you say that?" This piqued Ingrid's curiosity.
"The desire we want to kill. Like eating a brigadeiro or having a soda," Luan said with an attractive smile, "But love, love, we don't want to kill, but we want to live loving forever and we don't want it to end."
"Wow! That was so beautiful~" Ingrid's heart was pounding. She was totally happy; she loved it... Wrong, she loved what she heard from him!
Yes, in fact she agreed. It was something that made a lot of sense to her after hearing it from him.
Thinking about it, she did not feel desire for him, but love, because she always wanted to live that love.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Ingrid kissed him. She felt more in love than ever. She was floating; it was like the time she flew in the clouds with Luan... No, it was even better!
Ingrid looked into Luan's red, seductive eyes and said, "Today I know happiness and smiles of pure sincerity, and all because I love you more than anything in life!"
They went back to kissing and even touching, but suddenly Luan stopped and asked in his hoarse voice, "By the way, did you find out what I did?"
"Are you talking about the formation you did in the suite?" Ingrid asked in a hushed voice.
"Yeah," Luan nodded.
Supporting her arms around Luan's neck and touching her forehead to his, she smiled softly and said, "Well, I think I found out a few things, but I don't know if it was all. I know that the amount of Qi in the air has improved. It also has sound insulation. I also noticed that it has a barrier that prevents leakage of anything, be it air, or even people. Other than that, I don't know."
"Good work." Luan kissed her red lips and smiled. "It was practically all of that. Just one thing to add."
"And what would that be?" Ingrid returned the kiss.
Making her sit on his lap, he said, "Nothing too incredible; just a cleaning spell."
"Idiot (Baka)..." Ingrid turned red like a tomato. She had some lustful thoughts when she heard this, but it was clearly not for the reasons she was thinking that Luan did this spell.
But, of course, Luan loved her reaction and did not reveal the truth.
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