It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

She swallowed half of the gentle moan, but it still ignited the fire in Qi Yanchen's eyes.

His hoarse voice was filled with a hint of joy, and his raised fingers reflected the crystal light under the effect of the light.

"Master, it seems that you want Achen too."

It is a declarative sentence.

There was mist in Lan Qingya's misty eyes, and the look she gave him was obscure and unclear.

Her authority as a master now disappeared in front of him.

He continued to invite her with his big body, which made her feel uneasy.

Qi Yanchen didn't want to give her time to catch her breath, so he lowered his head and kissed her lips again, his hands moving more and more boldly.

Lan Qingya's defenses collapsed again and again, and he thought in despair that it would be fine to use the cauldron like this, since it was his own wish anyway.

She couldn't help but raise her hands to hug him and began to respond gently.

Qi Yanchen became even more excited after receiving her advice.

At this moment, brisk footsteps were heard outside the main hall.

The footsteps were short and quick, and one could tell that the person was young, and they also revealed the joy in his heart.

There is only one young man in Yalan Peak, and that is her third disciple Zhu Jinghong.

If Zhu Jinghong saw this passionate scene in the bedroom, Lan Qingya couldn't imagine what kind of shadow it would leave in his young heart.

She won't have to be a role model anymore.

Thinking of this, she suddenly exerted force and kicked Qi Yanchen, who was too immersed in the conversation and unaware of the situation, out of the bedroom.

He just flew out of the window beside the bed and landed with a dull thud.

Lan Qingya threw a heart-clearing pill into her mouth, and her cheeks, which had turned red due to lust, gradually calmed down.

Zhu Jinghong stood outside the hall and bowed politely: "Master! Jinghong wants to see you."

The young boy straightened his back, his tone was somewhat cheerful but he tried his best to suppress it, he wanted to look as steady as possible.

Lan Qingya's spiritual consciousness had already seen him, so she got out of bed and cast a small spell to cover up all the messy traces on her body. The comics on the bedside were put away and a copy of the Book of Tranquility was placed instead.

"Come in."

Zhu Jinghong heard her voice and walked into her bedroom.

"It's the end of the night, why are you here?" Lan Qingya pulled his arm and sat on the blanket with him. "Your cultivation is still low now, you need to sleep well to have strength."

Zhu Jinghong raised the corner of his lips slightly: "I know, but I have something I want to share with Master. After I tell you, I will go back to rest."

Lan Qingya looked at his expectant eyes and couldn't help but feel soft in her heart: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Jinghong raised his hand, and a pill appeared in his palm.

It is the Qi-replenishing pill commonly used in the Qi Refining Stage, Guiling Pill.

Lan Qingya took it in her hand and played with it. It was of medium quality.

If it was an ordinary pill, Zhu Jinghong would naturally not present it to her like a treasure.

Thinking of this, she showed some surprise on her face: "You made it?"

Zhu Jinghong saw her expression and instantly became happy: "Yeah!"

"Good boy, you have good comprehension and a stable state of mind. You are worthy of being my disciple, Lan Qingya."

Lan Qingya didn't feel guilty at all and praised herself without hesitation.

Zhu Jinghong's cheeks felt slightly hot due to her praise, and he lowered his head and scratched the back of his head.

Lan Qingya has always given her apprentice full emotional value. She immediately praised the pill from its color to its shape, from its taste to its palatability, and also praised this little apprentice comprehensively inside and out.

After hearing this, Zhu Jinghong felt a little guilty.

However, with the attention and encouragement from the master, he seemed to be energized. He bowed properly and then left in a jump.

Qi Yanchen listened to the conversation in the room and felt like he was going to get internal injuries from being outside.

Why can't you come at any other time? Why do you have to come at this time?

After Zhu Jinghong left, he couldn't wait to return to the room.

When Lan Qingya turned around to look at him, she couldn't help but wonder: "You haven't left yet?"

Qi Yanchen frowned, walked over and hugged her waist: "Master, are you going to break your promise?"

Lan Qingya: ...

"No, I just want to give us a chance to move forward step by step. This is good for both you and me, isn't it?"

Qi Yanchen remained silent and proceeded step by step, but he had no chance.

She always habitually found various excuses to put him off.

He must climb into bed, first gain possession of the situation, and then slowly work towards gaining status.

Lan Qingya looked at the food box on the table: "How about eating something first?"

As she said this, she went to open the lunch box.

There were three dishes and a jug of milk.

Lan Qingya was surprised: "Why is it milk today?"

Qi Yanchen hummed: "I'm afraid that Master will recognize the wrong person if he drinks too much."

Lan Qingya: ...

She pulled Qi Yanchen to the opposite side, and he took the food box and arranged the dishes.

The atmosphere between the two finally returned to normal, and Qi Yanchen ate his meal quietly and obediently.

Lan Qingya was very satisfied with the meal, and her body and mind relaxed unconsciously.

"Okay, Chen, I won't say anything to hurt you, and you don't have to be too persistent. Let's leave everything to fate, okay?"

"Master..."

He looked into her watery eyes, which contained no resistance, but only some confusion.

Perhaps, Master also needs time to see his own heart clearly.

But he didn't need it, he was already extremely sure that the only one he wanted was her.

Lan Qingya's red lips, which had just drunk milk, still had light white milk stains on them, which in Qi Yanchen's eyes inexplicably held some obscure hints.

He couldn't help but lower his head and seal the soft lips that made his heart flutter, licking the milk off her lips, then deepening the kiss little by little, carefully letting her feel his love.

After a long time, as Lan Qingya gently pushed him away, he forced himself to stop.

"Master, I just need to make a furnace. Please have mercy on me..."

He spoke in a humble manner, which made Lan Qingya feel uncomfortable.

Lan Qingya couldn't tell now whether her feelings for him were romantic or whether they were the love she had for him since childhood.

She also didn't want to irresponsibly indulge herself, and subconsciously she always had the thought that his Taoist partner was someone else, so she didn't respond for a long while.

She never wanted to share anything with others.

If this thing was not destined to be hers, she didn't even want to touch it.

She wanted to ask her heart where she and Qi Yanchen were going to go and make sure.

And this takes time.

Qi Yanchen dragged his heavy steps back to the side hall, stripped himself naked and immersed himself in the cold water.

He really didn't know how far he had to go before his master would believe his sincerity.

He was almost ready to give her his heart.

There was an invisible chasm between them, and he could feel it.

For some reason, Lan Qingya was always hesitant about him and was not as decisive as when she chose Song Yanche.

Bitterness overflowed from the corners of his lips. Thinking back to Lan Qingya's confused and passionate look in his arms just now, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

The master has him in her heart, but she is unwilling to admit it.

He made up his mind silently, and needed someone to help her see clearly.

He needs to be more proactive.

*

The Dragon Boat Festival finally arrived. Lan Qingya stood at the door of the main hall with a smile early in the morning and distributed the prepared mugwort bags to the members of Yalan Peak.

Gong Yijue and Hua Xiangrong arrived early, took it with a smile on their faces, and said to Lan Qingya, "Happy Dragon Boat Festival."

It was still early, so we had breakfast together.

A table was set up by the Yalan Lake, and soaked glutinous rice, red dates, bean paste, fresh meat, egg yolks and other ingredients were placed on the table.

Even if you don't know how, you can still make some rice dumplings just to suit the occasion.