The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

His fingertips lightly touched the buckle, and then he retracted his fingertips as if burned by sparks, curled them into a fist, and some blue veins appeared on the smooth back of his hand.

Do not!

She has waited for so long, how could she be let go so easily?

But her heart told her that she should let Yu Mian go.

Torn emotions were fighting in his mind, and Sheng Qing came out of his slight trance. With his eyes half closed, his dark pupils slid as he thought.

This shouldn't be her emotion...

She loved Yu Mian very much and was willing to accept her as a mount at first sight. She had been thinking about her for many years. They only met for one day after that, and in total they were only a dozen or so days together.

All the plans only lasted for a short while.

Why can't she let go of even a little bit...

She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth in his arms, her soul sighing softly, but she just couldn't let him go.

Could it be that I have been entangled with her for several lifetimes?

It is recorded in the library that there is a Three Lives Stone on the reincarnation road in the underworld. People who are attached to three lives will leave a trace of spirit on it, which contains the memories of their past lives. When the soul enters reincarnation, people with love can touch the spirit and feel the deep love of the past life.

So that we can continue our relationship in the next life.

Therefore, my deep feelings for Yu Mian might not be accumulated in this life, but accumulated over several lives... This can explain it.

After her logic became consistent, she hugged Yu Mian even tighter, but she ultimately did not take off the soul-binding rope in her hand.

Feelings from the previous life are feelings from the previous life, and she hasn’t had enough of them in this life, so how could she be allowed to escape so easily again.

Yu Mian felt his chest was a little tight, he raised his hand and patted Sheng Qing's back, and said in a slightly suppressed voice: "Ahem... loosen up a bit..."

The force of this hand was really great. My spiritual power was not restrained and I could bear it easily. After all, the spiritual power was circulating in my body to protect me at all times.

Now that her spiritual power has dissipated and is suppressed in her dantian, her spiritual body is unable to resist.

Sheng Qing felt relieved when she heard this. She seldom had close contact with people, so she was not very clear about the endurance of the average mortal body.

?

“…Did it hurt you?” She raised her hand and probed her spiritual power into Yumian’s meridians, preparing to examine her.

The familiar spiritual power penetrated into the meridians, like returning to one's mother's home, and arrived at Yu Mian's sea of ​​consciousness with ease, entangled with her spiritual consciousness.

Yu Mian's whole body went limp, and he raised his hand to push the bastard away, but there was a soul-binding rope tied around his wrist. Sheng Qing was probably afraid that the man would get too far away from him, so the soul-binding rope was as short as the handcuffs. After pushing him around, his legs went weak and he fell back into Sheng Qing's arms.

Pushed the lonely.

She bit her lower lip and knocked on Shengqing's shoulder. There were ripples in the corners of her eyes. She scolded in a soft voice with a hint of anger: "Asshole... hurry up..."

"Pull the spiritual power away...!"

The two of them were so familiar with each other, and with the dual cultivation method they practiced together, "White Head Together Heart Contract", when they met, it was like a bolt of lightning that spread out...

Sheng Qing stretched out the tip of his tongue and bit lightly under his sharp teeth for a moment to stop the strange feeling. There was a look of unsatisfied feeling on his face, and his soul was reluctant to leave slowly.

"Mian'er...that just now...was so comfortable..." She pressed her lips against Yu Mian's neck, and like a cat that had relieved its lust, she whispered her feelings.

Like a pure white page of paper, stained with a little cinnabar.

"Why can't we continue?" His nose pressed against Yu Mian's skin, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded, containing dissatisfaction and a hint of doubt.

Yu Mian's face flushed red, and he said stubbornly: "If I say no, then no... Don't ask why!"

"Really...can't I?" She asked again, and this time her tone was filled with prayer. She really liked the feeling just now, even...more than kissing.

Is this more than a kiss?

She was only in her fifties. Ever since Yu Mian asked her three questions in a row last time, she held her breath and practiced with all her strength, and finally broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

She simply didn't have the time to understand too many mundane affairs, and she didn't want to know how those mediocre mundane creatures lived.

The senior sister has some picture books, all of which tell stories about men and women. They are really boring.

Yu Mian gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

When my cultivation was not as high as hers, I would have been the weak one, but now that my cultivation is higher than hers, I must take up the banner of a fierce attack.

The most important thing is that he is now trapped in the Soul Binding Chains and is at the mercy of others. Once the gate is opened, he will not be able to resist, let alone faint.

Sheng Qing felt a little disappointed. He unconsciously licked her neck with the tip of his tongue and sucked it gently without any lust, as if he was regretting that he couldn't have the dessert in his mouth.

"Don't lick it randomly, it's dirty." Yu Mian dodged and shrank her neck uncomfortably. She felt like a lamb walking into a tiger's mouth. At this moment, she relied on Sheng Qing's lack of knowledge of love affairs to maintain her precarious safety.

Sheng Qing shook his head, as if savoring the scent on his tongue. After taking a deep breath, he slowly exhaled, "I just washed it. It's not dirty and smells good."

Yu Mian: ...Can I dislike the dirty licking you do?

Forget it, it’s not actually dirty. She has never liked to eat, and as a spiritual beast, she is full of treasures. It’s probably some kind of antidote.

He curled up into a ball, regained a little sense of security, and then looked up at the chain on his wrist.

I have to say that this snake has a consistently good aesthetic sense, such as the soft silver rope woven with the silver pinching technique, which also has many auspicious beasts and auspicious clouds depicted on it.

It looks good, but Yu Mian thinks it looks even better as long as she doesn’t wear it on her hand.

If I could tie Shengqing's hands and tie them to the bed rails, it would be absolutely... stunning~

The heat from her just now had not yet subsided, her face became a little redder, and her throat moved slightly.

Those watery eyes swept across the face of the snake that was hugging her, and instantly all the beautiful thoughts were gone.

Shengqing still looks like a young girl now. Although she is a little more mature than the last time we met, she is still a young animal after all. It is unacceptable...

"How old are you... now?" she asked tentatively.

The corners of Sheng Qing's lips curled up slightly, thinking that she finally asked herself about her age and cultivation. Since the last time they parted, she had become more diligent. As a spiritual beast, she had reached the Nascent Soul stage at only a hundred years old.

I hope Yu Mian can wait for me a little longer and give me some time. I will definitely be able to protect her in the future.

"I'm fifty-seven this year, not even sixty years old." Sheng Qing coiled his tail into a bed, held Yu Mian against his soft body, and lifted her hand to touch his chest.

Yu Mian felt the slight rise and fall of the softness, and his mind turned pale again...

The next second, he realized that Sheng Qing was showing him her current level of cultivation. Her inner elixir was resonating with her through her heart, and she seemed to be showing off her current level of cultivation with joy and happiness.

This posture is very dangerous. Once Yu Mian breaks free from the restraints, a single inch of force can penetrate her heart and dig out her inner elixir.

It takes extreme trust to display like this.

Yu Mian pressed with his fingertips, feeling the softness coming from his fingertips, and praised with a bit of a guilty conscience: "Not bad... still need to work harder."