Filial piety: the supreme emperor

"Ran Er, are you really willing?"

Ning Qian's eyes were filled with deep love and doting, mixed with a touch of moving charm, as she looked down at her beloved little disciple.

At this moment, that extremely plump and enchanting body came into view, with its slender white shoulders, delicate yet plump collarbones, plump and upright heart, and the long, jade-like legs on both sides, to the rosy and crystal-clear arches of the feet.

The two of them looked at each other, Lu Ran nodded slightly, and responded with a smile: "How could I not be willing?"

As a filial disciple, he naturally would not refuse his master's request.

Besides, this can be considered as fulfilling one's filial duty, right?

In order to better honor his master, he would do it without hesitation.

At this moment, he seemed to have a new title, called Lu.Respecting Teachers and Honoring Morality.Ran.

"Ran'er is such a good and filial child!"

Ning Qian's lips curled up into an extremely charming smile and she slowly sat down.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her teeth bit her lower lip lightly, and the seductiveness in her eyes reached its peak.

The candlelight in the room flickered, clearly illuminating the overlapping figures of the two people.

A figure was gentle and elegant, like a young boy;

The other one is full of charm, like a mature and beautiful woman.

The man and woman stared at each other deeply, each other's appearance reflected in their eyes.

She has him in her heart.

His heart was also full of her.

This moment of silence is worth more than a thousand words, as the emotion between master and disciple flows in their hearts.

For some reason, a poem popped up in Lu Ran's mind:

Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle.

Yes!

Winter has arrived, so can spring be far behind?

When the spring rain nourishes the earth, the flowers bloom, and all things come back to life, all beautiful scenes will appear one by one.

Compared with the coldness and loneliness of winter, spring seems more vibrant and makes people feel happier.

As if to fulfill Lu Ran's thoughts, it started raining outside at some point.

The rain soaked the entire Xiaoxiang Yayuan, as well as every bluestone in the courtyard and the magical flowers and plants in the flower beds.

Frequent rains in the cold winter mean that spring is not far away.

Although the rain was cold, it brought a hint of early spring.

At this time, a cold wind blew, causing the trees, flowers and plants in the courtyard to sway.

Feeling the night rain with a hint of spring, Qu Qirong, who was working at her desk, closed the window a little.

At this time, she was not asleep, but was wearing a snow-white mink coat and carving a cloud-carved stone book in her hands.

After several days of personal instruction from her apprentice Lu Ran, she has already mastered the essence of the cloud-carved stone book.

Whenever she carves, she always feels peaceful and free from all distractions.

At this moment, the only thing left in her mind was the image of the young man who called her "Auntie Rong".

But whenever she thought of the gentle and sweet scene of today, Qu Qirong's face immediately turned pink and even her ears began to feel hot.

On the stone book, the outline of the young man who called her "Aunt Rong" gradually emerged, but she couldn't help but spit in a low voice: "Bad boy!"

Although the accident happened because of guiding the refining of Yang Sha, no matter what, she is still his aunt and his elder.

Even now when I think back on it, my heart still trembles as if it's about to jump out of my chest, and I'm completely overwhelmed by shyness.

Suddenly, Qu Qirong frowned and looked out the window:

"Strange, could a wild cat have run into the yard?"

It seemed to be an illusion, she seemed to have heard a soft cat's meow just now.

"Maybe it's because it's raining outside, and the wild cat ran in to hide from the rain!"

Qu Qirong did not think too much about it. She lowered her eyes and continued to carve on the cloud-carved stone book in her hand.

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At the same time, in the room separated by only a wall, the candle flame flickered as the cold wind blew in, and the rice paper on the table scattered all over the floor.

The ink on the inkstone also spilled, flowing down like a stream and dripping onto the floor.

"Ran'er, Master feels a little thirsty."

Ning Qian half-closed her eyes, leaned lazily on the bed, and looked sideways at her beloved disciple beside her.

"Disciple will go and quench Master's thirst right now."

Lu Ran understood what she meant, leaned forward slightly, and gently kissed those red lips.

Before this, the two had already used their small magical powers to clean up, so they had no worries.

Ning Qian now felt as if she was soaking in a hot spring, and felt that her whole being had been sublimated.

Her absolutely beautiful face was covered with a layer of fine, fragrant sweat, and her long hair, which had been tied up, had been untied and was now draped over her smooth and shiny back.

Her long, slender legs were pressed tightly together, and her ten ruby-red toes, painted with bright nail polish, trembled slightly, creating ripples.

Ning Qian reached down with her slender hand, as if trying to find something.

Lu Ran reached out and held her soft hand.

The two did not speak, but tacitly interlocked their fingers, feeling each other's body temperature.

Her heart was beating wildly.

His heart was beating just as fast.

At this moment, Lu Ran and Ning Qian's heartbeats seemed to merge together, making the distance between their hearts closer and closer.

After a long time, the lips parted.

Ning Qian's beautiful face was charming and seductive, with tears in her eyes. She took the initiative to hold his hand and put it on her plump heart: "Ran Er~ Do you like the birthday surprise that Master prepared for you this time?"

"Of course I like it."

"It has been deeply engraved in my heart and I will never forget it for the rest of my life."

Lu Ran put his arm around his master's waist and answered softly.

How can we forget such an unforgettable birthday celebration?

Because it was during this birthday celebration that Master Ning Qian gave him the most precious thing.

Likewise, he gave her something he cherished.

In this kind of interaction of reciprocity, the feelings between master and apprentice become deeper, and they become more and more unable to extricate themselves from each other.

"Well, as long as you like it!"

"For the past sixteen years, my love for you has not been in vain."

Ning Qian smiled foolishly and rubbed her cheek against Lu Ran's cheek.