Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

"Where does it hurt?"

Master Xuyun knelt down in front of Sangyu and carefully lifted her veil to reveal a section of her smooth, fair calf with pinkish-white skin that was glossy and radiant.

There was a bright red, conspicuous wound on it.

A large palm easily grasped it, the calluses on the fingertips rubbing against that soft, tender skin.

Master Xuyun took out the medicinal powder he carried with him from his sleeve and sprinkled it on Sangyu's wound.

"How did you get injured?" he asked involuntarily.

“I don’t know,” she shook her head, sobbing softly. “Master, I will get hurt when you’re not by my side.”

Sangyu was like a little crybaby, her crystal-clear tears flowing endlessly like morning dew in the mountains.

As always, Master Xuyun was not good at comforting people. He tore off a piece of his robe and wrapped it around Sang Yu's injured calf.

Master Xuyun's movements were very gentle. The white gauze wrapped around Sangyu's calf instantly left red bloodstains.

"Can you carry me inside?"

Sang Yu's legs were temporarily bandaged by Master Xuyun, but she was sitting on the ground, where the ground felt cool.

There are also pebbles underneath, which are quite uncomfortable.

"it is good."

Sang Yu curled her lips into a smile, luring Master Xuyun into her trap step by step.

“Benefactor, I apologize for the offense.”

Now that Sang Yu's leg is injured and she can't walk at all, Master Xuyun bent down and picked her up.

It was effortless, with a touch of familiarity.

Sang Yu was very pleased with herself. The Buddha had just kept her at arm's length, but now that she had acted cute, he had obediently hugged her.

Easily controlled.

Sang Yu deliberately rested her head on Master Xuyun's shoulder. The wind blew, and the stray hairs on her cheek brushed against his face and neck.

It brought on a faint, tingling sensation.

A pair of delicate, white hands were wrapped around Master Xuyun's neck.

His breathing faltered slightly, veins bulged on his neck, and he exuded both desire and arousal; his Adam's apple stood out.

As Master Xuyun walked, Sangyu's soft white skin trembled slightly.

Pushing open the door, Master Xuyun gently placed her on the bed.

Sangyu didn't get down immediately; she nestled in his arms, smiling smugly.

If I can win him over once, I can do it again.

Master Xuyun smelled wonderful, a very clean soapy scent, a light fragrance that was very pleasant to smell.

Master Xuyun covered her with the blanket and turned to leave, his attitude of not lingering seemed to suggest that he wanted to escape.

Having already fallen into the wolf's den, how could Sang Yu let him escape so easily?

Her fingers quickly hooked around Master Xuyun's little finger, pulling him along and refusing to let him go.

"Master, don't go, I'm scared."

Sang Yu looked up at Master Xuyun, her appearance pitifully beautiful, with tear stains still clinging to the corners of her eyes.

"Don't leave."

This time, her voice was tinged with a sob. Sang Yu was determined not to give Master Xuyun any chance to escape.

Master Xuyun stood with his back turned for a while before slowly turning around and looking down at Sangyu.

Her face was illuminated by the dim candlelight.

She was so beautiful, with bright, mischievous eyes.

Knowing full well that everything was the work of inner demons, and knowing that she had ill intentions, Master Xuyun still gradually and consciously succumbed to depravity.

"do not go."

Sang Yu, her face contorted with suppressed pain, threw back the covers, and forced herself to get up, despite the pain in her legs.

She reached out and hugged him.

Her soft body pressed against Master Xuyun's back.

A pair of hands wrapped around Master Xuyun's waist, and his cheek gently rubbed against it.

A sweet fragrance suddenly lingered around his nose, and a soft mass pressed against his back.

Master Xuyun's mind wavered slightly, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, caught in a dilemma.

He couldn't pull away the hands that were wrapped around his waist, nor could he give in to his inner desires.

Even if it's just an environment, indulging one's inner desires is still a betrayal.

Those who betray Buddhism will be punished with caning.

The last time, he had planned to wait until Sang Yu recovered and left before he went to accept his punishment.

But now...

Is he going to let himself continue making the same mistakes?

Why isn't he moving?

Wen Yu frowned slightly, and after thinking it over in her mind, she insisted that Master Xuyun turn around and see her.

He didn't believe that Master Xuyun could still chant sutras with his eyes closed under such circumstances.

"Ouch, that hurts."

Sang Yu deliberately pressed her newly bandaged wound, and instantly, more blood seeped out of the white gauze.

It looked rather shocking.

Master Xuyun felt the person behind him stumble slightly. Upon hearing the noise, he immediately turned around and helped Sangyu up.

“Benefactor, you shouldn’t move around like that.”

His eyes were stained with a shocking red, and Master Xuyun's tone inevitably carried a hint of reproach.

Sang Yu was prepared this time, having taken painkillers beforehand, so she didn't feel any pain at all, which is why she dared to be so reckless.

"You are cruel to me."

Sang Yu pursed her lips in grievance, and tears welled up in her moist eyes again, making her look extremely pitiful and worthy of my sympathy.

When she cried, Master Xuyun had no choice but to prepare Wei Sangyu to re-bandage the wound.

Even in that environment, facing Sang Yu, he still felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He cannot get close to her.

Once you get close to her, you'll find yourself uncontrollably falling for her.

Sang Yu cupped his face in her hands and gently kissed Master Xuyun's forehead.

Her eyes shone like stars.

Sang Yu placed her hands on Master Xuyun's shoulders and kissed his face passionately, again and again.

"Master, please guide me one more time."

Sang Yu hugged Master Xuyun's neck tightly, her breath wafting fragrance onto his face, both ambiguous and alluring.

The body beneath him was so tense that it could not move, as hard as steel.

Ah, he didn't dare to move at all.

really interesting.

Sang Yu's actions became even bolder.

She pushed Master Xuyun onto the bed, and then boldly straddled his lap.

The movements were so familiar, it was as if I had returned to that night.

Xu Yun trembled all over.

Sang Yu gently raised her head; with just the slightest movement, she could kiss those thin lips and trace their delicate outline.

Master Xuyun had practiced martial arts for many years and possessed extremely strong abdominal muscles.

Even through the robes, Sang Yu could feel the clear lines and muscles.

"Mage..."

She murmured softly, tilted her head back, and kissed Master Xuyun's chin, haphazardly, again and again.

Her starry eyes were half-closed, and her whole body exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

Master Xuyun had an exceptionally well-defined jawline. Every time Sangyu kissed him, his Adam's apple would involuntarily bob.

Slender, pale fingers playfully rubbed against the back of Master Xuyun's ear, gently teasing him.

Sang Yu'er felt the taut thighs, and deliberately placed her lips on Master Xuyun's Adam's apple, gently holding it in her mouth and taking a small bite with her pearly teeth.

"Please, do not act rashly."

Master Xuyun gritted his teeth, pushed her away, grabbed her flailing hands, and pressed them above her head.

The willow branches arched backward, leaning back in a beautiful curve.

"No reckless behavior."

"Does the monk dislike me like this?"