Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 523 Spoiled Flower Fairy vs. Aloof Buddhist Monk (22)

[Ding—Congratulations, host! The favorability rating between you and the mission target, Wuchen, has reached 70%!]
A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Shuyi's eyes.

That bald monk is really a jealous type.
"So, Master, please let me go."

After saying this, Shen Shuyi took out the string of Buddhist beads from her bosom and handed it to Wuchen.

Wuchen's gaze fell on the Buddhist prayer beads, and on her fair little hands. "Not everyone is suitable to cultivate with you."

"I know, it requires someone who has cultivated pure Yang Qi, but others aren't impossible, it's just that the effect isn't as good."

"I can practice dual cultivation with several people."

"No!" Wuchen interrupted her.

Shen Shuyi tilted her head and stared at him. "Why?"

"Does the master really want me to die? If so, why did you go to so much trouble to save me?"

“No.” Wuchen lowered his eyes.

"Then what do you want?" Shen Shuyi put the Buddhist beads back on Wuchen's wrist. "Master, let's take our leave now."

Just as she let go, Wuchen grabbed her wrist. "Don't go."

Shen Shuyi leaned over and hugged Wuchen's waist, burying her face in his chest. "Then please don't push me away again."

Wuchen's hand paused.

Shen Shuyi's cunning eyes flashed, and she pressed her advantage, "Master, you are so unreasonable. You want to keep me here, but you say you don't want me to die."

"So what exactly do you mean?"

"Master, are you willing to help me with dual cultivation?"

Wuchen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Shen Shuyi released his waist, and just as Wuchen thought she was about to leave, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.

And it took a small bite.

"Alright, I've decided not to make things difficult for you."

Shen Shuyi turned around and was still about to leave.

Wuchen did not remove the protective shield; she was forced back.

Shen Shuyi's eyes flashed with anger. "You stinking bald monk, you're so boring. Even if you wanted to cultivate with me, I wouldn't..."

Wuchen, with his hands adorned with Buddhist prayer beads, cradled the back of her head, trapping her in front of him, and sealed her lips with his.

The Buddhist prayer beads hanging around his neck had a burning sensation on demons, so he had long ago stored them in his Qiankun bag, allowing him to hold the little flower demon tightly in his arms without any restraint.

"Well"

After an unknown amount of time, Wuchen finally released her, looking deeply into her eyes.

"This humble monk wishes to cultivate with you."

Shen Shuyi's eyes were red at the corners, and her gaze was somewhat wary. "Really?"

"Ah."

"You don't mind that I'm a demon?"

"Miss Shen, you are a wonderful enchantress."

The next instant, Wuchen bent down and scooped up the little flower fairy who was trying to run away.

The door to the side room creaked open and closed automatically, and the little flower fairy was tossed onto the bed by Wuchen.

Was it really that smooth? Shen Shuyi felt something was off, but her favorability rating of over 70% didn't stop her from flirting with the ethereal figure in front of her.

She lifted her foot and gently placed it on Wuchen's chest, her alluring eyes fixed on the man whose Adam's apple bobbed, then slowly lowered her foot.
"Master, what's wrong?"

"It's so hot!"

Wuchen couldn't hold back and let out a muffled groan.

He grabbed the little flower fairy's ankle. "Behave yourself."

"How can we practice dual cultivation properly?" Shen Shuyi blinked. "I think those 108 dual cultivation methods are not proper at all."

Her voice was soft and sweet, "Master, are you going to change your mind?"

Wuchen released her ankle, but the delicate touch still lingered in his hand. His slender fingers gathered the robes that the little flower fairy had messed up, and a dark glint flashed in his black eyes.

That gaze was both restrained and dangerous.

Wuchen's rationality gradually crumbled, his breathing became heavier, and his high nose touched the little flower fairy's cheek. "This humble monk has no regrets."

Wuchen admitted that he couldn't let the little flower fairy find someone else to cultivate with; perhaps this was a tribulation on his path of cultivation. He would get through it.

He held the little flower fairy's hand, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips.

Take a small sip, then suck and nibble.
Wuchen's eyes reddened, and he gripped her waist, his gaze gradually becoming aggressive.

As her purple dress fell to the ground, a triumphant smile flashed in Shen Shuyi's eyes. She then deliberately whispered in his ear:
"Master, do you even know how?"

These words completely snapped Wuchen's rational mind. His aura enveloped her, and she was not allowed to get out of bed without his permission.

Shen Shuyi propped herself up on the bed with both hands, her gaze falling on Wuchen's superior jawline and incomparably handsome face, feeling the man's warm palms.

The veins on the man's hand, which was gripping her waist, bulged.
He lightly bit her collarbone, saying, "From now on, you are not allowed to mention seeking someone else to cultivate with."

"Ugh," Shen Shuyi felt pain, but also thought that Master Wuchen was wonderful.

She bent over and hugged him, her voice soft and sweet, "Master, I like you so much."

Without a word, Wuchen pressed the person down onto the bed, his voice hoarse, "Concentrate and follow the dual cultivation technique."

Before the little flower fairy could respond, he kissed her again.

...

...

White monks' robes and purple skirts were layered together, from daytime to moonrise, until the Great Perfection.

In the latter half of the night, Shen Shuyi felt a sore throat, her eyes were filled with tears, and all she could see was Wuchen's strong and muscular chest.

It was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

After completing a dual cultivation session, Shen Shuyi felt her demonic power surge and then fell into a deep sleep.

When Wuchen watched her fall asleep, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and her face was fair and delicate.

He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing as he pulled the little flower fairy into his arms.

Just now, he was so immersed in pleasure that he almost messed up his dual cultivation technique.
...

The next day, when Shen Shuyi woke up, Wuchen was no longer by her side.

If it weren't for the lingering scent of his presence on the bed, she would have thought it was all a dream.

Her hair was disheveled. As she sat up, she noticed a string of Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist. They were spotless, but they had returned to her hand.

This time, it was Wuchen who willingly gave it to her.

When Shen Shuyi got up, she felt sore all over. She was a demon with a strong physique, but she never expected Wuchen to be so capable of causing trouble.

Tsk. The more a man suppresses his feelings, the more explosive he becomes.
Just then, the door creaked open.

Wuchen walked in. "Miss Shen, would you like to take a bath first, or have breakfast?"

Shen Shuyi stretched out her hands, "I want to take a bath, but... I can't walk anymore."

"Master, please carry me over."

Wuchen silently carried her into the large bathtub, and Shen Shuyi called out to him as he was about to leave.

"Wait."

"what happened?"

Hearing his calm voice, Shen Shuyi felt a urge to tease him.

"Look, you've left finger marks on my waist."

"Master, I discovered that you had ulterior motives when you assisted me in my cultivation. Why did you leave marks on me?"

As Wuchen listened to her unrestrained words, his ears burned and slowly turned red.

Even his breathing became heavier. "I'm sorry, Miss Shen."

Shen Shuyi pressed her advantage, saying, "Master, my back hurts and my legs are sore too."

I need your help.

"Bang!" Before she could finish speaking, Wuchen hurriedly left and closed the door.

But he heard a silvery laugh coming from inside the room, which made his heart restless for a long time.

……

(End of this chapter)