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Xiao Fangchi woke up from the cold. He opened his eyes drowsily and felt relieved when he felt the familiar scent around him.

Then he turned over, looked at the sleeping person next to him, and muttered: "Master, I'm cold, give me a hug."

As he spoke, he pressed the person next to him into his arms.

Maybe he used too much force, and Song Huaiqing was strangled and woke up after a while.

Song Huaiqing flicked Xiao Fangchi's forehead hard, and scolded with a smile: "You slept soundly, wake up soon."

Seeing no response, Song Huaiqing flicked him again.

Xiao Fangchi then opened his eyes, and Song Huaiqing's appearance was reflected in his eyes.

Song Huaiqing had a smile on his face, tilted his head, and put his hands on his ears. He must have been awake, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were still full of moisture.

A few strands of hair fell on his face, itching.

Xiao Fangchi's throat tightened and he kissed her directly.

Song Huaiqing was startled by the sudden kiss. She felt her lips being bitten and was about to push away. The next second, Xiao Fangchi pulled away.

However, before Song Huaiqing could react, Xiao Fangchi grabbed his waist, pushed him down on the bed, and continued to nibble on the soft and sweet food.

As she became more erotic, Song Huaiqing gradually became immersed in it.

Looking at his master's increasingly blurred eyes, Xiao Fangchi gradually became bolder. He rubbed his waist with his hands and slowly penetrated his tongue, making bursts of wet sounds.

After kissing for a while, Xiao Fangchi let go of his soft lips, buried his head in Song Huaiqing's neck, and licked the veins that bulged out of emotion.

"Hmm~"

Hearing the master's passionate sounds as he teased him, he couldn't help but smile, blew on Song Huaiqing's neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master is so sweet."

After lingering for a while, Xiao Fangchi got up and went to prepare breakfast.

By the time Xiao Fangchi finished cooking, Song Huaiqing was already dressed.

A silver-white moon robe made Song Huaiqing's whole body more gentle and jade-like. The wide sleeves were embroidered with flowers made of gold thread, but they did not look tacky. There was also a cyan jade pendant hanging around her waist.

"Why don't you need a disciple to help you get dressed today?"

Xiao Fangchi put the food away, pulled Song Huaiqing to sit down, took a golden hair crown, and rolled her hair into a bun familiarly.

Then he hugged Song Huaiqing from behind, rubbed his shoulder with his face, and greedily smelled the warm breath on the latter's body.

Song Huaiqing let him hold her, and after a while, she slowly said: "It's over here, let's go back to the Immortal Pavilion."

"Okay." Xiao Fangchi said without raising his head, "Let's get married when we get back, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang".

I saw Song Xuchuan coming in from the outside with an angry face, "Getting married? You have such a big face."

When he saw the two people in the room clearly, Song Xuchuan became even more angry. He sat down, poured a glass of water, and continued: "If I had known about the following, I would have broken your legs."

"Master." Xiao Fangchi pretended to be scared, "Master uncle is so fierce, I'm afraid."

Although she knew he was acting, Song Huaiqing patted Xiao Fangchi's hand in a comforting manner and looked at Song Xuchuan.

"Senior brother, please stop scaring him."

Hearing this, Song Xuchuan immediately puffed up his beard and glared: "Just pet him."

Then, as if to vent his anger, he served himself a large bowl of rice and began to devour it.

"Uncle, please leave some for Master!"

"I won't, I won't, you piece of shit."

Xiao Fangchi became anxious, let go of Song Huaiqing, rushed forward, and the two started fighting.

Song Huaiqing didn't stop him, he stepped forward lightly, took the opportunity to pinch this, kick that, and then hid his merit and fame.