The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The entrance to the time-out place slowly opened, and a beam of light came in, making Yu Mian's eyes a little sore. She subconsciously raised her hand to block the light.

This time, my luck was not so good, and I entered a place of eternal night.

During a three-year long darkness, she did not choose to practice combat skills, but instead turned to practicing mental skills to calm her mind.

Although she still hasn't reached the Nascent Soul stage, at least she has made some progress, and she is already very satisfied.

There was a big gap between her cultivation and that of other disciples. She relied on constantly slaying huge numbers of monsters and demon souls, and quickly advanced through killing and practicing together and dual cultivation. She thought she could continue at this pace, so she inevitably became restless.

Nowadays, this is the speed that a cultivator should have. In order to break through the first level, it may take more than ten or even dozens or hundreds of years.

After slowly adjusting to the light in front of her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly. Through the shadow of her palm, she saw a woman in a white dress leaning against the railing looking at her. She had no makeup on her face, but her face was rosy and her hair was white and she had a black hairpin.

Yu Mian saw clearly that there was a nimble black snake coiled on the ebony hairpin. It was the one he had given as a gift.

She first looked down at her body. There wasn't much dirt from sitting cross-legged in meditation, but there was still some dust. She used some hand gestures to clean it off.

He moved closer to Sheng Qing using the Moon-Stepping Step, and with a few nimble steps he came to the other's side. He took Sheng Qing's cold hand and folded their hands.

The back of her hand was wrapped by five fingers, connecting the cold and the hot, exchanging body temperature.

Yu Mian's eyes fell on Sheng Qing's eyebrows and he felt that she looked particularly graceful today. Her face was as white as jade, her lips were pink, and her slightly moist lips looked very kissable.

She was stunned for a moment, then moved her gaze to Shengqing's eyebrows, raised the corners of her mouth and said, "I miss you so much."

Sheng Qing frowned slightly, lowered his eyes, and his dark pupils fell on Yu Mian's face. He said teasingly, "Mian'er, do you think with your mouth?"

Yu Mian tightened his fingers slightly, and the snake started again...

She was not as shy as before, and the person she was holding hands with was her legitimate fiancée.

Whatever she does is what she should do!

He leaned his head slightly forward, meeting Shengqing's slightly surprised gaze. This cowardly person who was now too bold, deliberately tilted his lips to Shengqing's and whispered in her ear, "Let's talk about it when we get home~"

But what I was thinking in my heart was, as expected...it's still as soft as jelly.

The smile in Shengqing's eyes suddenly deepened. He licked the fangs hidden in his mouth with the tip of his tongue and slid down his throat, "You are quite brave..."

"I learned all this from you, my good master..." She slowed down her voice a lot, being careful to see if anyone could hear her, yet secretly indulging herself in this intimate and ambiguous atmosphere.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. Maybe Shengqing gave her unlimited courage, so that some of the dirty words that had only flashed through her mind in the past could now be blurted out.

The term "good master" was both stimulating and immoral, but when used between two people, it sounded particularly muddy.

After all, this master doesn’t look like a master, and the disciple doesn’t look like a disciple even more.

It is a double flower that blooms in the small space of the mind after the lust has subsided, and it lives and rests depending on it.

Sheng Qing could no longer hold up his gentle appearance, and the two of them returned to Yufu Palace in an instant.

The bright skylight was blocked by the auspicious cloud window panes.

The desk leaning against the window was swept clean. On this cold winter day, Yu Mian clasped the window frame with sweaty fingers, the edges of which were white from the effort he put on. All that was left on his body was a small lotus green dress embroidered with twin lotus flowers.

A thin red cloud of sweat gave off a light white mist.

The calves passed over Shengqing's waist and the toes seemed to be in a relaxed and casual posture, but if you looked closely, you could find that every shiny toe was tense, like a bow gathering strength.

Her eyes were filled with water, like a misty shore in March. She looked at Shengqing vaguely, her eyes as thin as silk.

This expression greatly pleased Sheng Qing. It was a colorless, tasteless and intangible love potion that made the lazy snake in winter perk up to its full potential. Its slit pupils and sharp fangs gently bit along the skin and flesh.

As the night gradually darkened, Sheng Qing condensed water drops on his fingertips and brought them to Yu Mian's mouth, brushing them along her back and saying, "Open your mouth..."

Yu Mian turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "No more..."

"Don't you want to moisten your throat?"

Yu Mian turned his eyes and glared at him. It was you who caused him to moisten his throat. Now the purpose of feeding him water and the tail on his waist, isn’t it obvious what he is thinking?

"No...mm..." She couldn't hold it back. She was fed with the sweet morning dew, which overflowed from her lips and dripped down her chin onto her body. The coolness made her tremble.

She looked at Shengqing pleadingly, “Enough… Really enough…”

She will never do stupid things again!

She also didn't know why Shengqing became so bold after not seeing him for such a long time, and even seemed to be ready to launch a counterattack.

He raised his hands to cover his eyes, bit his lip and thought, and suddenly remembered his Shaoyin Holy Body which had not appeared for a long time.

He looked inward for a moment, seeing the strands of Yang energy coming out from his bones, and immediately understood his situation.

Damn it, I was harmed by my physical condition...

Although, she likes it very much.

Yu Mian released the hand that was covering her eyes, hooked her arms around Sheng Qing's neck, and just stayed close to her. The two of them were like twin flowers snuggling together, leaning quietly on the inner board of the bed, surrounded by circles of snake tails.

After a long time, the afterglow faded away, and Yu Mian lay on Sheng Qing's shoulder, playing with her long hair out of boredom, fiddling with it back and forth on his fingertips as if he were playing with dogtail grass.

She asked, "You're...hurt."

Use affirmative sentences.

The first time she saw Sheng Qing, Yu Mian realized that there was something wrong with this man. Except for the light pink color of Sheng Qing's lips when he was injured in battle, his lips were always a seductive red.

What's more, this time she actually stopped for a whole day...

Sheng Qing's eyes flashed with guilt for a moment, but his tone remained unchanged, "It's okay."

"How did you get injured?" His guess was confirmed. Yu Mian tilted his head and sat up from her arms, wanting to see if she had any injuries on her body.

Then I remembered that this snake has level one repair ability, so maybe it has been repaired long ago.

"Don't lie to me!"

"..." The excuse that Shengqing had just thought of in his mind was exposed by this sentence.

She glanced at Yu Mian with her beautiful eyes and blinked slightly.

Yu Mian frowned, "Are you really going to lie to me?"

"No..." Sheng Qing didn't want her to know too many things. Cause and effect are like this. Once you know too much, it will be easier to be involved and finally fall into the vortex.

"Then let me hear it, what's it about?" She looked at Sheng Qing with some distress. Although she knew that he was an extremely powerful cultivator, as a lover, she would still worry about her.

He reached out his hand and covered Shengqing's face, his eyes fixed on her, not tolerating any lies.