After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Master Yan looked at the pure-colored mandala with a smile and slowly extended her hand...

However... it seems to be a tiny bit different from the script that Jingse Mandala had envisioned.

The teacher's words do not mean reaching out to embrace oneself.

Instead, he reached for his chin.

Almost as a reflex, before her mind could even process it, her body had already placed her chin on Shi Yan's fingertips.

As Shi Yan gently scratched her chin, the girl stretched her neck forward, her eyes already squinted comfortably, revealing a cat-like expression of enjoyment.

The next second... Jingse Mandala's expression froze.

Her beautiful, heterochromatic eyes opened wide, staring at Shi Yan with a hint of shame and indignation. "Shi Yan!!"

The high-pitched, mournful cry sounded as if Shi Yan had really done something to her.

But when Shi Yan gently hooked his fingertips again, even using some of the "Ninety-Nine Hands Rejuvenating Finger" technique, the Pure Color Mandala seemed like a captured kitten, as if it wanted to actively stretch its neck towards Shi Yan's fingertips.

The moment Shi Yan stopped, it even seemed a little unsatisfied... and took the initiative to rub against him.

Looking at Shi Yan, who was smiling sweetly at her, Jingse Mandala's shoulders trembled.

Why, why?!

Shi Yan was so doting on those two idiots.

Only when dealing with myself... I always bully myself.

Tears seemed to be welling up in her eyes, and Jingse Mandala lunged forward, wanting to bite Shiyan's shoulder.

The womb mandala and the little Pixiu released their grip, giving Shi Yan room to escape.

However, Shi Yan neither dodged nor avoided the girl's bite on his shoulder.

The pure-colored mandala bit down with very little force, as if afraid of actually biting down... leaving a wound, or even just a mark.

In the end, you'll be the one who feels the most pain.

Rather than saying the girl was venting her anger, it's more accurate to say... that the girl, who was all talk and no action, was just being coquettish.

The silk fabric on her shoulders was damp, and the pure-colored mandala seemed to be grinding its teeth against Shi Yan's shoulder.

But Shi Yan still pretended to be in pain, "Gently...gently..."

His words were full of doting smiles.

Shi Yan embraced the slender waist of the Pure Color Mandala.

The girl's appearance resembled that of a young Jun Qianrou before she fully matured.

Including Loulan... it's pretty much the same.

She naturally inherited Jun Qianrou's gentle and tender nature, which was excessively soft.

Holding Jingse Mandala's excessively soft waist, Shi Yan even felt that if he simply leaned the girl back slightly, she would immediately perform a difficult backbend.

Who could withstand that?

Master Yan picked up the pure-colored mandala.

Beside them, the cheeks of the womb-hidden mandala and the little Pixiu puffed out, and Bai Xiaoxiao also showed an expression of almost envy.

"Down……"

"Will you bully me again next time?" The childish voice had none of the domineering and terrifying aura it once possessed in the Azure Lotus Sword Sect's Taixu Secret Realm.

The leopard turned into a kitten.

"How could this be—" That's what they said.

But... she lowered her head and looked at the bright, watery eyes of the Pure Color Mandala.

All the teacher could say was, "Next time, I'll definitely... continue."

Who can resist a proud little kitten rubbing its head against your fingertips and acting all cute?

The Pure Color Mandala looked at Shi Yan.

The master said... "It seems that the differences between us and Loulan are getting bigger and bigger."

But... it seems to be getting more and more like Loulan.

Specifically—

In terms of being a jerk and bullying oneself.

Clinging tightly to Shi Yan's shoulders, Jingse Mandala buried her little head in Shi Yan's arms.

Shi Yan put one arm around the girl's waist, and gently placed the other hand on the back of the pure-colored mandala.

The seemingly most serene, pure-colored mandala is actually the one that most needs care and attention.

She was locked alone in the "Secret Realm of the Great Void"...and endured it for far too long.

If the Pure Color Mandala at that time was still that unruly demon, then of course there would be no problem.

But... from Shi Yan's perspective, the pure-colored mandala at that time was so weak that it seemed no different from an injured girl.

Hiding in Shi Yan's arms, Tianmo's tears moistened Shi Yan's chest.

"Master... said..."

"I'm here."

Part 431 Ah Yan, I want a Reincarnation Lotus - [Second Update, 4K Words]

Her little hands gripped Shi Yan's shoulders tightly.

The girl's long, slender legs were almost wrapped around Shi Yan's waist.

Her waist was bent too limply.

But... for the pure-colored mandala that has been chained for thousands of years and has tried to twist itself into various poses, it seems to be nothing.

Shi Yan let the girl hold him tighter and tighter, her head burying itself in his chest, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.

Although at first she was the most restrained, able to stand quietly at the very edge with a cold expression, staring at me.

But... the fire buried in the heart of the Pure Color Mandala burns the most intensely.

Although that flame had already cooled once due to the authority of the Womb Mandala.

However... a fire that has been smoldering for thousands of years will not be extinguished so easily.

On the contrary, after being suppressed, she will only bloom more brilliantly and passionately.

He pressed his chin against the girl's neck, their bodies almost intertwined.

certainly--

This is also thanks to the fact that the girl's body still maintains a shape that has not yet fully developed.

Using his chin to trace the lines of the girl's nape, and gently patting the back of the pure-colored mandala, Shi Yan's gaze was soft and gentle.

The womb mandala expressed great envy.

The small Pixiu is also one.

However, the little girls are very sensible, or rather... they have been well-educated by Shiya.

It's wise to avoid making trouble or causing problems at this time.

Just then, thump thump thump—

The sound of light, slow footsteps.

Hearing those footsteps, the ahoge (cowlick) on the forehead of the womb-mandala stood up instantly, as did the short, thick, jade-colored tail of the little Pixiu, which then stood straight up.

In other words, the little Pixiu's skirt was specially made for her by the Shi family, and her tail could be seen peeking out from the fabric.

Otherwise, the little girl's skirt would probably be lifted up directly.

Even the pure-colored mandala wrapped around Shi Yan tensed up, as if it wanted to get off Shi Yan.

Master Yan hugged the pure-colored mandala tightly.

With nowhere to escape, the Pure Color Mandala could only arch its body again, trying to squeeze its head into Shi Yan's arms.

Shi Yan looked towards the Shi family's residence.

A woman in an elegant pale yellow dress stepped out of the Shi family residence with graceful, swaying steps.

With one hand resting on the doorframe, the woman looked at Shi Yan with a gentle and graceful smile.

Her gentle demeanor and charming words were captivating.

She looked at Shi Yan, her eyebrows slightly raised. Her clean and beautiful eyes seemed to hold a pool of autumn water, and her beauty was beyond compare when she glanced at him.

It's like a peach blossom in full bloom.

Or perhaps... to be a little more mature.

If we were to compare Xingzhuoshi to a blooming, vibrant rose... its fragrance is so grand that one can't help but want to take a sniff of its sweet aroma.

Then... the woman in front of me is like a ripe and beautiful peach on a peach tree branch.

The branches were as slender as a woman's lotus-root arms, swaying precariously.

But... just looking at her slowly approaching posture, and at those bright, watery eyes, I felt that the peach must be excessively sweet.

Delicate and charming.

"elegant……"

"Aunt Ya Ya." After a slight moment of awkwardness, Shi Yan gave the woman a big smile.

Shiya gave Shiyan a bright smile.

Then... she frowned slightly.

His gaze fell directly on Xiaxia.

Shiya, who considers herself to be the "elder" in her relationship with Shiyan, usually has much better emotional control than most girls.

He also showed more concern for the other girls.