The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Completely awake and feeling the shackles on his body, Yu Mian struggled for a moment out of habit, then let her do what she wanted. He turned his head to the side, just in time to kiss Sheng Qing's brows with his lips.

She retracted her neck slightly, creating a distance of 0.5 centimeters, and her hot and humid breath hit Sheng Qing's brow.

Sighing slightly...

She hopes to do her best to preserve the skills that Shengqing has accumulated over a long period of hard work, while Shengqing hopes that he can have the ability to protect himself as soon as possible. Both of them are doing this for the good of each other, but they have disagreements because of this.

She leaned sideways and hugged him back, face to face, with almost no space between them, like twin entangled flowers.

Is she too stubborn?

Perhaps obeying Shengqing's idea was the best solution for her current situation. She was still too weak, so weak that Shengqing could slap her to death with one blow. Therefore, she was afraid that if she met the Demon Lord, she would also be slapped to death with one blow...

But she still didn't want to give up, she was too short of time.

As long as she is given a thousand years, and with the help of Sheng Qing, there is a chance that she will reach the top...

His lips gently moved closer and pressed against the woman's brow, the warmth and coolness of her skin fitting together.

His thick raven-feather eyelashes slightly opened, Sheng Qing opened his mouth and followed the kiss in front of him, gently biting Yu Mian's chin, leaving a row of light pink teeth marks on it, then leaned over and pressed down, as if playing a stamp game, on Yu Mian's chin.

It left several light pink marks on the face, just like a stamp.

The girl under him was stunned, without any resistance, like a doll being manipulated.

He gently pressed the marks with his fingertips and counted them, then smiled nonchalantly, "Mian'er, are you stealing my wife's love while she's sleeping?"

Yu Mian came back to his senses, raised his hand, held his wife's fingers, and kissed them. How could this be considered stealing?

They are clearly a Taoist couple known and celebrated by heaven, earth and everyone else!

"You are my wife, what's wrong with me kissing you?" She didn't feel guilty at all, and even felt justified. She just kissed him, even though she had been bitten so many times!

Even loan sharks don’t lend money this way.

"I will kiss you!" With a rebellious mentality, she grabbed Shengqing's hand and kissed him loudly, looking straight into Shengqing's smiling eyes. Then, the shy nerve in her brain seemed to be suddenly connected, and her cheeks turned red little by little.

"Well...what next?" Sheng Qing continued to move his hand forward, wanting to see if she would make any bolder moves, but he saw Yu Mian retracting herself into the quilt little by little, like a liquid kitten, disappearing with only her head sticking out.

My own wife, I can kiss her whenever I want, what's there to be shy about!? Besides, they've done so many intimate things, once is raw, twice is familiar, they should be familiar with each other...

She has straightened up a little and has some aggressive energy. She is no longer the weak and helpless girl who was at the mercy of others. She should be tougher.

Why are you hiding! Get out of here quickly! Then he pressed Sheng Qing under him and pushed him hard!

Yu Mian covered his face with his hands. His mind was full of achievements, but his actions became more and more cautious.

But... it's broad daylight now, and we can't commit adultery in broad daylight, so let's let Shengqing go for now.

She successfully convinced herself with excuses, then turned her back and ignored the other person, using the Ah Q method of spiritual victory.

Looking at the little quail that had been tough for a while at night and now huddled in the quilt again, Shengqing rubbed the little ball and then poked it.

Pfft…Mimosa…

"Leaving for your wife?" Sheng Qing turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, changed into a set of clothes, and then there was the sound of footsteps, and then the window that had just been closed more than an hour ago was pushed open again.

It is close to three quarters past three in the morning, about nine in the morning. The sky is bright with rosy clouds. It is the end of the morning and the temperature of the sunlight is enough to bring warmth to the palms.

Yu Mian shrank for a while, gently lifted up a corner of the quilt, and then reached in from that corner with lightning speed, directly grabbed the collar of her inner clothes, and hugged her like a little sloth, holding her butt with the other hand.

Yu Mian:!!!?

She shouldn't have believed this bad woman!

"Hurry...let me go!" With this posture, her position is no longer safe!

I was patted on the back, and the tingling sensation spread from my tailbone to my spine and then to my scalp. A domineering voice said in my ear, "Don't move."

Yu Mian obediently crossed her legs and turned her head away, not wanting to pay attention to this guy. She didn't have a family throne at all...

Coming to the window, I saw the spirit ship leave the protective cloud layer and come above the clouds. Looking at the flaming sun that had already passed over the sky, burning the surface of the clouds into gold and red, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

It is more beautiful than what the soul sees, giving a sense of a dreamlike wonderland.

The two were speechless for a moment, just snuggling together and enjoying a moment of peace.

"Shengqing..."

"Ok?"

"Do you particularly want me to become stronger, no matter what means you use?" Yu Mian asked slowly. They are Taoist companions and are one body. When encountering things, they should tell each other everything they know and say everything they think.

She had only ever opened her heart to this one person and didn't want to hide her thoughts or go around in circles with her.

Sheng Qing returned his gaze to Yu Mian's face, "Of course I hope that Yu Mian'er can be as strong as possible so that he can protect himself. As for the method, it must be based on not damaging the foundation."

"Then can you do that at the cost of harming yourself?" Yu Mian said this without much emotion, just a simple narrative question, his head still tilted on Sheng Qing's shoulder.

"Mian'er, do you not trust your wife?" Sheng Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, pulled Yu Mian's hand and squeezed it, baking his own quail into a small cherry. Yu Mian instantly raised his head and stared at the bastard with anger.

This bastard's hands should be put in shackles and locked up!

Sheng Qing still looked provocative, as if he didn't know what you were angry about. The corners of his mouth were casually raised, and then his eyebrows slightly lowered as he explained, "My wife broke through the tribulation when she was over 900 years old, and broke through the middle stage of the tribulation when she was over 1,100 years old. Even if her body is destroyed and she disperses her power to cultivate again, and enters the Dao with her soul body, it won't take more than a thousand years for her to break through the tribulation again."

"You and I are one Taoist couple, so the inner elixir can be regarded as my betrothal gift..."

Her tone was full of satisfaction, as if she was just giving away an insignificant bead, and like playing tricks on the princes by lighting beacons, she was giving away all her wealth and life to make the beauty smile.

Yu Mian pursed her lips and said nothing, continuing to lean back on his shoulder, her eyes struggling a little. No one knew what she was thinking about. Her mind was always heavy, but she just covered it up with a mask of optimism and ease.

Countless ideas and tens of thousands of thoughts are hidden very deeply.

Finally, he just whispered: "I know, I will treat it well."

The two of them made their decision tacitly.

Suddenly, Sheng Qing's pupils shrank and split vertically, and he looked under the clouds with a smile on his face: "Mian'er... your real prey is here..."