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Chapter 108 Shuiyue, clavicle tea

Su Han slowly opened his eyes and finished his practice.

At this time, Shuiyue pushed open the door and walked into the room.

For a moment, the entire confinement room seemed to be lit up.

Shuiyue was obviously dressed up carefully today, and seemed to have just taken a bath and came here in a hurry.

She was wearing a white gauze skirt as thin as a cicada's wing. The skirt tightly fit her exquisite body, outlining her perfect curves to the fullest.

Her face was as exquisite as a sculpture, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, and her slightly upturned eyebrows had a hint of subtle charm.

The eyes are like a deep lake, clear and misty.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings, carrying an indescribable temptation.

Her nose is straight and her lips are as delicate and juicy as ripe cherries, which makes people imagine a lot.

Her long black hair was tied up behind her back with a hint of moisture, and the few strands that fell down onto her shoulders like a waterfall...

The bangs swayed gently in the breeze, occasionally covering the eyes.

Then she would raise her hand and tuck her hair behind her ears.

White neck, delicate collarbone, and...

Further down.

Her slender waist was so thin that it could be held in one hand, her legs were long and straight, and her delicate skin glowed softly under the moonlight.

Her temperament is cool and noble, yet carries an irresistible temptation.

Just as Su Han was staring in a daze.

Shuiyue walked up to Su Han, sat on a chair not far away, and asked softly, "Are you angry with your teacher?"

The sound of Shuiyue is as pleasant as the flowing spring.

Su Han came back to his senses after hearing this and shook his head.

"How could a disciple be angry with you, Master?"

"Then why you haven't gone out yet... aren't you just sulking with your master?"

Su Han shook his head again, "I just think the confinement room is good. At least no one will disturb me on weekdays, so I can practice in peace."

Shuiyue heard this and looked at Su Han quietly.

After a while, Shuiyue spoke again.

"Then I declare that your confinement is over and you can go out."

After hearing Shuiyue's words, Su Han still shook his head.

"Master, I don't want to go out yet."

Shuiyue looked at Su Han, feeling a little annoyed, "You said you weren't angry, so why didn't you go out?"

"This traitor wants me, his master, to... surrender?"

And just when Shuiyue was in a dilemma.

Su Han, who was sitting on the futon, slowly stretched out his hand, gently grasped Shuiyue's ankle, and took off her shoes and socks.

Shuiyue is indeed a master who has reached the Shangqing realm and can already avoid dust.

The jade feet are as white as snow, small and exquisite.

Her skin is as delicate as white jade, emitting a soft luster under the faint moonlight.

Her toes are as cute as young bamboo shoots, and her nails are neatly trimmed with a light pink color.

Su Han gently held the foot with his hand, and his nails gently scratched it...

Shuiyue's body trembled slightly and a blush appeared on her face.

She wanted to break free, feeling very itchy, but hesitated and did not move...

There was shyness and a hint of barely perceptible expectation in her eyes as she looked at Su Han with complicated feelings.

"Traitor, what do you want me to do to stop being angry with you?"

Su Han looked at Shuiyue's shy and complicated expression. He slowly raised his head, his lips slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

"Master, I am really not angry."

Listening to Su Han's words, Shuiyue looked helpless.

Su Han's fingers were slowly moving upwards, stroking Shuiyue's slender and straight calves.

Shuiyue's body trembled slightly again, her breathing became rapid, and the blush on her face became more obvious.

She seemed to want to stop Su Han, but seemed to have lost her strength.

"Traitor, you...you are so outrageous!"

Shuiyue's voice was trembling, without any deterrent power. Su Han looked at Shuiyue's embarrassed and angry look, and looked at Shuiyue with tenderness in his eyes.

Shuiyue became more and more shy when Su Han looked at her. She bit her lower lip lightly...

After a moment, she seemed to muster up great courage, leaned forward slightly, and slowly approached Su Han.

Her heartbeat was as violent as a drum, and her cold and noble temperament now had an indescribable charm.

soon.

Shuiyue gently kissed Su Han's lips, and the soft touch made Su Han slightly startled.

"This seems to be the first time Master has taken the initiative while awake, right?"

Su Han felt a little surprised.

Although this kiss was shy and tentative, Su Han already felt it was quite rare.

a long time.

The two separated.

"Does this calm you down?"

Shuiyue's voice was as light as a mosquito, the blush on her face was like a blooming peach blossom, and she lowered her head slightly.

Su Han still smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of teasing and expectation.

Shuiyue felt embarrassed and annoyed when she saw this, but there was nothing she could do.

"Then what do you want?"

"I have never seen a disciple as bad as you!"

"Yeah~"

Suddenly, Shuiyue exclaimed.

Su Han stood up, picked up Shuiyue with a smile, then sat on the chair while Shuiyue sat on his lap.

Su Han lowered his head and gently bit Shuiyue's earlobe...

"Master, you don't have any sincerity at all!"

"Then then...then what are you going to do?"

Looking at Shuiyue, whose whole body was weak and who was stuttering as she spoke because she was too nervous.

Su Han smiled, "What do I want to do?"

At this moment, he suddenly saw the teapot on the table and his eyes lit up.

Then Su Han pulled Shuiyue's shirt, and Shuiyue was startled instantly...

next second.

Su Han picked up the teapot and tilted it slightly. The cold tea slowly flowed down from above, dripping onto Shuiyue's fair neck and delicate collarbone.

In the moonlight, it sparkles with crystal light.

At this moment, Shuiyue, who was already nervous, suddenly felt a sudden chill.

The moment the cool tea touched her skin, her body involuntarily tensed up.

The water droplets flowed slowly along her skin, bringing a strange touch.

She could clearly feel the sliding track of each drop of tea, and the slightly moist feeling made her heart beat faster.

Her cheeks instantly turned red, and a hint of panic and shyness flashed in her eyes.

This unprecedented experience made her feel at a loss. She wanted to stop Su Han's ridiculous behavior, but at that moment she seemed to have lost all her strength.

She bit her lower lip lightly, trying to control her inner panic.

At this time.

Su Han slowly lowered his head, gently moved closer to Shuiyue's neck and collarbone, and gently kissed the water droplets.

"Master, the taste of this tea is indescribable."

Su Han's voice was low and hoarse.

Shuiyue's body trembled violently, and a strange feeling instantly spread throughout her body.

She wanted to get up, but Su Han held her tightly in his arms and she couldn't move.

Shuiyue's eyes were filled with shyness. She bit her lips lightly and stretched her neck weakly...

"Su Han, you traitor, stop now..."

Shuiyue's voice was weak and feeble, as if it was just a powerless protest.

(End of this chapter)