Wei Tu might not even know the answer accurately, but he couldn't let this woman torture him like this.

Sometimes the pressure is never given by the outside world, and it is more likely that the person himself exerts it psychologically.

Just like the boundaries and rules in Lu Qingyan's heart.

But she can't face up to difficulties and overcome thorns and thorns like practicing sword practice.

Because Lu Qingyan is very unfamiliar with feelings, and she doesn't understand a truth as clearly as Wei Tu.

Caring about other people's eyes and the so-called rules will not get you any benefits, but regretting missing it is only you who can bear it silently, and suffer from it day and night.

The boy walked up step by step like this, and hugged the woman's body.

When he said that sentence: I don't want to leave you alone.

Lu Qingyan's eye circles were like paper soaked in cinnabar, and they all turned red all of a sudden.

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes fragilely, passing by her translucent skin, as if leaving glaring wet marks on a piece of snow.

She wanted to hold back her tears, because it was too embarrassing to cry in front of the boy she raised.

But the trembling of the body and the shrinking of the shoulders seemed to have betrayed the faltering and fragile heart of this woman at this moment.

The shirtless boy hugged her like this.

Her cheek was deeply pressed against her hair, and her breath was filled with the woman's fragrant breath.

The scent on Lu Qingyan's body was like an orchid in an empty valley.

It seems that a brave adventurer needs to go deep into the mountains and dense forests to explore the treasures that can be found, and her fragrance is like a gentle hand, leading you in the right direction.

"Qing Yan..."

He softly called the other party's name, Lu Qingyan felt that the other party's call was like a dream.

It's as if my heart can melt.

It's not just as simple as being weak.

One's own emotions are becoming more and more easily affected by the other party, allowing him to get whatever he wants.

Not even a trace of strength to resist was born.

And calling her name directly like this, as if abandoning the relationship between master and apprentice, made Lu Qingyan's body tremble even more violently.

She seems to be wishing for something, but she is not sure whether the price after release is really affordable for her.

Restrain and endure, and then secretly enjoy pleasure in these visible tiny cracks.

This may be Lu Qingyan's truest state of mind right now.

"let me go……"

She squinted her eyes, as if she was enduring the pain, but also seemed to be enjoying it patiently.Or it's an entanglement between the two, which is not clear at all.

It can only be said that it may not make any sense, it may be just self-deception.

Wei Tu didn't listen to her this time.

"I call you Qingyan."

he said softly.

Lu Qingyan's earlobe became crystal clear and tender.

"So what..."

"That is to say, you are not my master for the time being, and I will not listen to you."

"A traitor... an evil...!"

"boom!"

Lu Qingyan gritted her teeth and cursed at the other party with a blushing face, but it was somewhat lacking in lethality. Such words were almost like scratching an itch, like blowing into a boy's ear.

Hence, Wei Tu adopted the simplest and most effective method, such as throwing the woman down directly.

Wei Tu pressed the woman on the floor again, and at the same time pressed his fiery body on the woman's slender beautiful back.

Lu Qingyan's back is very beautiful. Because of her practice, there are sword bones, so this woman's shoulders and back are very linear, as if they were carved out.

The golden proportions, the striking lines, and the crystal-clear luster of the flawless skin can not only provoke people to bathe in fire, but also make people love it.

Pressing her to the ground and feeling the lines of her back wasn't enough.

Wei Tu stretched out his hand and pulled her dress from top to bottom, his movements were not gentle, even a bit rude.

So that the cold and beautiful woman who was caught off guard for a moment let out an exclamation from her throat.

When she reacted, she felt a burst of coolness on her shoulders. She covered her tube top in a panic, but she couldn't prevent her shoulder blades from being exposed to the other party's eyes.

Wei Tu didn't act too perversely hastily.

Instead, he leaned on his naked chest with a sense of ritual or more emotion, so the fiery chest pressed against the cool back.

The momentary contact is like hot steel being soaked in water.

Although there was no exaggerated sizzling sound, it was enough to make Lu Qingyan let out a soft cry, and collapsed softly on the floor.

Wei Tu completely suppressed her, almost like a parasite.

His hands accurately covered the backs of Lu Qingyan's hands, more like the posture of two people merging into one.

The upper body of the two people is almost naked, but the picture is like a picture scroll with inexplicable meaning.

"Look, do I look like a traitor?"

Wei Tu spoke softly, almost all the heat passed through the thick hair and reached the woman's soft ears.

Lu Qingyan, who was so suppressed, could naturally feel a kind of shame.

I have been so talented for so many years, and many people are afraid of the sword in my hand, but only this young man has put himself under him so thoroughly, humiliating him wantonly.

It was as if an illusion of being conquered appeared in the woman's mind. She felt that being treated like this should be more anger, but she was not as angry as she thought.

Some are just a kind of dissatisfaction with desire that even hopes that the other party will be more presumptuous and ruthless towards oneself.

Especially when thinking that this young man who is suppressing his body... is his apprentice, his mood seems to be even more out of control.

A master who is supposed to be calm and prudent, and who abides by etiquette, is crushed under his perverse and rebellious apprentice, having fun wantonly. Thinking about this kind of thing... seems to bring out another side of Lu Qingyan's heart.

That's the opposite side of the moral principles that she keeps talking about about the relationship between master and student.

"You are a traitor..."

Her palm was firmly pressed and stroked by Wei Tu, as if she couldn't even make a fist.

The cheeks were leaning against the floor, and the hair was scattered and spread like messy black branches.

Both her legs were tightly clamped, and the boy's powerful legs wrapped her outside.

At this time, it seems that they are entangled together presumptuously, completely regardless of the outside world, completely regardless of whether this posture is beautiful or ugly, and completely obey the instinct of the body.

Want to completely integrate another person.

The desire to be one with the other.

"Yes, I am a traitor. When I have unreasonable thoughts about you, I am a traitor."

Unreasonable thought...

Obviously knowing that it is an unreasonable idea, why do you still want to do this...

Lu Qingyan clenched her thin lips, and her cheeks were pink like a brilliant sunset.

"Since this is an unreasonable idea..."

"Since this is an unreasonable idea, why not carry it out?"

Wei Tu gently kissed her hair, and then her delicate neck without a trace of neck lines.

"What are you talking about... Sinister! How can you... Huh..."

Lu Qingyan wanted to condemn the other party, but just after speaking half a sentence, she felt that the other party gently bit the back of her neck. The very slight touch brought obvious electric current, which made her unable to bear it deeply. Take a deep breath, so that you don't let out a seductive and shameful moan.

She knew how embarrassing it would be, and she also knew that she should stand up and push the other party away.

But people seem to be like this often. They clearly know what they want to do, but for various reasons, you can't always do it smoothly.

For example, at this time, or every time he forced himself, he was soft and unable to resist. His strength and state didn't know where he was going, and maybe they were all under his control.

Wei Tu loosened his lips, and also loosened his jaw. Looking at the fine teeth marks left by himself on the snow-white skin of the other party, he kissed him very satisfied.

"That's it... because it violates common sense, because it breaks the bottom line, because it goes against what everyone thinks is right, so it makes people want to continue, right?"

"What kind of nonsense is this...!"

Lu Qingyan wanted to take out her hands.

Wei Tu seemed to have realized this, and he also let go of his hands, but it was only when the woman propped up his delicate body just now.

However, the boy's hands gave up their support directly, bypassed her armpits, and came directly to her plump breasts.

Then hold it tightly, like a climber who refuses to give up the raised rock in front of him.

It was his last straw.

"what……!"

The woman groaned unbearably.

She lay on the ground unbearably again, but this time she pressed Wei Tu's hands on her tall chest.

This time, he couldn't pull away, and could only let the other party do whatever he wanted.

His hand even penetrated into her clothes like a slippery loach, making precise, unobstructed, and unscrupulous contact.

His fingers were so presumptuous, and behind him his lips and teeth rubbed against his back.

It was almost a double pressure, which also became a double stimulus.

Ever since, Lu Qingyan couldn't say a word, and could only tremble under the provocation of the other party.

Like a boat tossing in the wind and rain.

The colder she is, the more sensitive and fragile she will be in this young man's hands.

It seems so vulnerable, unable to withstand any test and provocation.

And during that hot panting, his back seemed to be wet.

His voice reached his ears, accurate and deep.

Husky has a unique beauty, as if to pull his own heartstrings.

"Lu Qingyan... other than that I don't want to leave you alone... I also want to tell you that you are mine...I won't allow you not to belong to me."

"I am your master..."

Lu Qingyan almost gave up and closed her eyes.

"so what?"

"But……"

"Fuck him but, there is no but. I only know that I want to use my way to make you happy, want to have you, even if you care about what you have and what you don't, I will gradually make you forget. Maybe it was because of my love for Master before. It's too tolerant..."

"what……?"

"Then from now on, I will make Master my beloved plaything."

Play, plaything...? PS: I checked it out, luckily it wasn't something like lymphoma... I was scared to death, it was a boil caused by getting angry.But the scale is too large, and it takes a few days to see if the swelling can be reduced first, and then the medicine can be applied. If not, you can only go for surgery.Ugh……

15 Heaven to Hell

It's a bit too much to say it's a plaything, at least Wei Tu really didn't mean it completely.

But, he clearly knew that not only did this woman need some fierce words to break her shackles of self-styledness, but also that he should also be released from the tense emotions that he always had because of this woman.

Vulgar language certainly counts.

It is not only the combination of poetic and picturesque that is considered beautiful, sometimes it must satisfy the wildness squeezed in the heart.

People are wild and have the desire to destroy. It is only because the shackles of morality and vanity bind the world and restrain them, so this kind of thing called justice and bottom line appears in the world.

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