These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Her eyes filled with shame and tears met the boy's shining eyes.

Facing him like this means that all his ugliness will be exposed in front of him, and the bottom line of self-deception will be wiped out.

But the boy didn't say much, his hands wrapped around the woman's waist, and he held her tightly in his arms.

At this moment, Lu Qingyan didn't know what to say, her head seemed to explode with a bang.

She felt that Wei Tu's whole body's breath covered her, the rippling water waves and cold water vapor were gone, only his hot and firm chest, his throbbing heartbeat in her chest.

In fact, Wei Tu also needs to restrain himself, he can clearly feel how the opponent's uncovered skin clings to his own, especially how the soft chest that can already make up the shape of his brain even though he hasn't seen it is against his chest.

Probably it will be squeezed into an oval shape, and the elastic touch seems to challenge the bottom line of a young man with a lot of blood.

Wei Tu took a deep breath, but it was full of her breath.

At this moment, his hands firmly clasped her waist.

"I'm sorry, Master... Today will only be the first stage, but... it's not that simple. At least these things must be done well today."

After saying these words with difficulty, his palms began to wander on the woman's delicate fragrant back, as if he was looking for every possible missing position, and he did not relax his palms to transfer the heat of the breath.

This huge project seemed to hollow him out at any moment.

But the young man's words and his loose palm made Lu Qingyan nervous. She felt that this was wrong. How could the relationship between master and apprentice be so close?

The sudden tension made her struggle subconsciously, wanting to escape.

"No...don't want...can't go on like this..."

Even though many meridians in her body were still twisting and inflicting bone-piercing pain on her, some things seemed to be more important than life.

"Listen to me, Master..."

Wei Tu patiently persuaded.

"No... no... that's it, I can't go on... I..."

"Snapped!!"

"Ah~~!"

With a clear and rippling sound, the surface of the water rippled in circles.

The woman's unbelievable and delicate voice seemed to come from her throat, and she was about to throw away her whole life's face.

"You... you dare to hit the teacher... the teacher..." She couldn't say the word butt, she was only surprised.

When he raised his head, he saw the eyes of the young man in front of him looking at him with indescribable majesty, even a trace of cruelty.

This kind of expression was unprecedented, not gentle, not calm, but with a desire to conquer himself, a flame burned from his eyes to his own eyes, and even his heart.

Wei Tu was almost panting.

"Master, if you are disobedient... I can only do this."

Wei Tu couldn't let Lu Qingyan procrastinate like this, because if he procrastinated any longer, his remaining aura would not be enough to complete today's task.

"I……"

Lu Qingyan hesitated to speak, and bit her lower lip, her eyes felt aggrieved.

Wei Tu's heart softened, his eyes also slowed down, and he said softly.

"Be good, please? Don't move around."

"Well……"

Lu Qingyan lowered her head and didn't speak. This was her acquiescence. She seemed to be frightened by what happened just now. She didn't know what else this young man could do.

So the next step was something Lu Qingyan would never forget.

The boy's palm seems to have magic power, and the shoulders... the spine... the slender waist that was squeezed by him.

It's all a hot feeling, but the intertwined meridians in the body will also be slowly stretched because of the mobilization of his palm.

Painful, shameful, and enjoyable.

Lu Qingyan felt that she was about to be tormented to death, almost destroyed by molestation.

She clearly knew that he was working hard for herself...but when his hands touched her soft and upturned buttocks...she couldn't help but think about it.

I always feel that I am shamelessly lying in the arms of my apprentice, letting him manipulate me, arranging myself into various poses, allowing him to touch every corner of my body.

She could even feel the boy's restless breathing, prompting her to raise her head.

The bright moonlight passed through the cold mist that was gradually dissipated by the heat, and shone on his beautiful face.

His eyelashes are long and his eyebrows are heroic.

There were a few drops of water hanging on his eyelashes, but they didn't. He seemed to be trying to hold back something, and his brows were slightly frowned.

He must be very tired...because he...continuously conveys his inner energy...

The woman who bit her lip felt sorry for his efforts and restraint at this time.

She even had the urge to wipe the sweat off his brow.

It's just that the arms can't be lifted at all.

She wanted to stand up vigorously, but she rubbed softly against his chest.

"hiss……"

Wei Tu gasped, the feeling in his chest was too obvious, and his thin clothes couldn't block her naked touch at all.

Especially the chest... the traces of dampness and heat where it passed...

Wei Tu couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw Lu Qingyan, whose eyes were a little blurred, staring into his eyes.

His hand didn't dare to stop at all, he was still trying to straighten out her meridians.

But she had met her own face.

"Master..."

Lu Qingyan bit her thin lips.

"Sinister..."

Such words were spoken in an incomparably lewd and extravagant voice.

Let the teenagers be a little confused.

But the next words are...

"Thanks a lot……"

Wei Tu shook his head and said softly, "As long as it's for you, it doesn't matter."

Lu Qingyan bit her lip, her eyes struggled a little.

"You... all this is just to help me, don't you have any other thoughts..."

The words were a little weak, Wei Tu wanted to give her a reliable sense of security.

"Well... absolutely no other thoughts..."

"But no master and apprentice can do this..."

Lu Qingyan felt that she was as weak as a little girl, and everything at the Dragon Slaying Realm... had disappeared without a trace.

Wei Tu smiled.

"It doesn't matter, no matter what others are, others have no right to accuse us."

Lu Qingyan looked into his eyes, at his thin lips, and at his smile that was so gentle to her heart.

"Are you taking revenge..."

"Revenge?" Wei Tu didn't know why she said that.

"Master...you were always whipped with a cane when you were young...now you're still on me, right..."

Originally, Wei Tu hadn't thought of this aspect at all, but when Lu Qingyan said this, he had some reactions that he couldn't restrain.

Not the slightest sense of guilt, but full of guilt and taboo.

"I do not have……"

Lu Qingyan smiled weakly, but she had the delicate temperament of a weak Liu Fufeng.

"Then did you forgive me as a teacher?"

"I didn't blame you..."

"But you just hit me...so hard..."

Hiss... Wei Tu actually misses the feeling of that slap on Lu Qingyan's round buttocks just now.

The tenderness that ripples in the palm of my hand.

"Sorry... I was..."

"I want to return it, otherwise the majesty of being a teacher will be gone..."

Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, and before he could think of how the other party would return, he saw Lu Qingyan suddenly lowered his head in front of him.

Then there was a slight stabbing pain between his neck.

The key point is not the tingling, but the strange feeling of sucking one's own skin.

I could feel the delicate movement of her lips and teeth.

Even the soft tip of the tongue gently licks and licks away...

The woman closed her eyes, as if giving up everything and sinking completely.But only she knows.

On the contrary, as a master, I can't do too much.

Then in this unknown place, the pain in the young man's body is less than one percent of his own.

For example, a young eagle plucks a feather before becoming an eagle and soaring high, just to prove that he has been here. PS: It looks like a car on the surface, but it actually has a deep core. I hope everyone will not think that this is a book about the emperor. You must know that the words are full of regrets that cannot be loved.

53 The wind and rain are as dark as the rooster crowing

No waves, no mist.

Only the cicadas chirping in the grass.

Only the moonlight leaked in from the window, casting silver light all over the place.

In the room that was not dyed with candlelight, the two figures seemed to overlap each other, intimately.

The woman who was no longer wet slightly lowered her head, looking at the sleeping boy in her arms.

He seemed to have lost all his strength, and could only close his eyes and breathe slightly, falling into a sweet sleep like a child.

And the woman with a cold face would stretch out her slender fingers to gently caress his eyebrows and eyes, as if comforting her own child.

Silence is better than sound.

Lu Qingyan's face returned to ice-cold, as if the boy sleeping in her arms didn't have any emotions that he should have.

It's just that only she knows that the complexity in her heart is hard to calm down, like a sea that cannot be calmed for a long time when the wind is blowing up.

Her breathing gradually recovered, and the pain gradually subsided, all of which were due to this young man named Wei Tu.

She is very clear, even for herself, this young man has almost emptied everything. At this time, he is like an ordinary person's body, and needs a long rest to recover the lost inner breath.

Did he do it... Lu Qingyan doesn't know, she can't feel that much now, but she feels that the aura circulating in her body is not so cold and piercing, it's not like a sharp sword, it's in her body all the time Shuttle, even to cut the dream.

Lu Qingyan thought it was amazing, if he really succeeded, if what he said was right...does he count as being saved by his apprentice?

How did he see all this, and how could he do all this?

It's all just unbelievable.

Tonight is too long, Lu Qingyan still doesn't want to sleep.

Even though her body was already exhausted, the woman who was tossed in that cold pool almost thought she was going to die was only soft at this moment, wanting to hold him for a while longer, just like when she was a child.

Thinking of his childhood, he was still very young, even when he was young, he would have nightmares every day, immersed in the nightmare of the death of his parents, unable to sleep all night.

Lu Qingyan would sit on the head of his bed, like this time, gently caressing his forehead, so that he could feel his own existence even in his dreams.