These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

But his gaze faded away little by little as he followed his fingers.

Because the other person's fingers passed over her neck, her collarbone, and her chest, causing the neckline of her dress to wrinkle and deform.

Wei Tu couldn't bear to tear such fine clothes to shreds, and he was never such a violent person.

So he just slid down little by little, listening to Ye Bingluan's breathing gradually becoming hot, and feeling the temperature of her skin rising.

It was only a matter of time before my entire palm was inserted; it was something that would happen later.

What does it feel like to be held tightly?

Ye Bingluan couldn't help but puff out her chest, trying to fit the shape of his palm.

"It's because you are Ye Bingluan, not because you are the Empress of the Great Shang Dynasty."

She stared intently into Wei Tu's eyes.

She watched him move closer, almost touching her lips to speak.

"There have been many emperors in history, I don't care. There may be very few female emperors in history, but I have never seen any. I have only seen one woman named Ye Bingluan, who was proud and strong, beautiful and innocent."

Oh no.

I want to integrate her into my body.

This girl named Ye Bingluan's eyes shifted from confusion to overflowing love, so movingly obvious.

It's so irresistible that it's impossible to resist.

The moonlight bathed them.

The ripples on the Cherry Blossom Lake were still gently lapping against the flatboat.

As the boy restrained his impulse and leaned back slightly, trying to straighten himself up.

She raised her head, pulled his collar, and pressed him down onto the deck.

She rolled over with a very swift movement.

It seems that all the results of his cultivation have been used up in this moment.

She straddled his waist.

Strands of hair fell from her beautiful profile.

Inch by inch, strand by strand, they fell down, like a curtain descending.

She smiled.

"I really want to disregard my cultivation future and indulge myself to the fullest. But... I also don't want to give up the days I'll have with you more in the future. How can you make me happy, Wei Tu, Master?" PS: Extra chapter! Finally, an extra chapter! It's finally here!

52. I will like it as if it were the first time I met it.

Wei Tu had plenty of experience in making a woman happy.

Although there is an element of 'cheating' involved, there are also innovative approaches that emerge.

Just how good is he?

The bright moonlight illuminated the entire lake, making the shimmering water sparkle with a silvery glow.

Everything on the bow of the ship looked so messy and chaotic.

The two bodies, tightly intertwined, seemed to have no will to move, their entire bodies nestled in his arms.

It was unclear which part was no longer covered, and Ye Bingluan seemed oblivious to this issue.

However, her fair skin was covered with red marks.

As she said, one cannot act recklessly without considering the consequences, and Wei Tu herself felt some regret, even losing control of herself.

The feeling of hovering on the edge of losing control is the most enjoyable and irresistible.

There was no restraint to push further, yet the growth of desire always caused people to struggle.

He didn't know how much effort he used to hold her tightly in his arms; her purple dress resembled the purple firefly grass blooming on the hillside of the Yuanjian Sect.

He could not forget the shimmering light that swept across the hillside in the breeze, and he also faced the mess before him.

As the panting in my arms gradually subsided.

On her smooth shoulders, the shallow yet distinct hollows of her shoulders reflected a pool of moonlight, shimmering brilliantly.

Are you still happy?

Wei Tu asked with a smile, some answers seem self-evident, the woman's shouts on this deserted lake will drift on the wind.

That time, that moment, this very moment.

Ye Bingluan struggled to lift her head from his embrace, her eyes rippling like water.

"It's...it's alright, I'm fairly satisfied."

It seems she was unwilling to honestly express her feelings, with a touch of charming pride.

Wei Tu smiled and lowered her head. Her lips were already red, but now they were even a little swollen.

The hickeys on her neck were clearly visible, standing out especially against her fair skin.

The appearance of a blank sheet of paper can be particularly unsettling; one always feels the need to leave their own mark on it.

So that's what Wei Tu did.

"Your words are so harsh, why do they come out so stubborn?"

Wei Tu said with a laugh, but when she looked down, she could see the ravine connecting her collarbone to her breasts.

It was a long trail, casting a deep shadow.

Any man could get lost in such a chasm, and it's hard to say how long it would take to get out of it.

The sensation of the pressure against my chest was wonderful, perhaps even a little unreal.

She blushed and looked up at herself.

"What do you mean by being stubborn... Hmph, you're just like that. You think you're so great? I thought you were a veteran and must be very powerful, but you're just like that."

It seems like they're deliberately trying to provoke some kind of war.

How could a man stand this?

Wei Tu sighed softly, then reached out and lifted her delicate chin.

The other hand reached out to her chest.

Ye Bingluan had no room to maneuver and could only look into his eyes and react accordingly.

Is it very ordinary?

The girl's face grew increasingly red, as if a familiar feeling welled up in her heart again, this time as completely natural as a natural reaction.

"Well... that's all there is to it."

Even his breathing was abnormal, but he was still being stubborn.

It wasn't that she necessarily had to be stubborn, but Ye Bingluan knew that only in this way would he not give up hastily, and would not so easily lose interest in her body.

Wei Tu nodded thoughtfully, lowered his head, and did not kiss her lips, but the strength in his hands kept changing.

Gentle kneading, slow twisting, wiping, and picking are all techniques.

He didn't need much force to make the girl in his arms feel hot.

"That's all... Your Majesty, why did you have to use such a clumsy trick to provoke me?"

The woman breathed heavily in his arms, each breath sounding so soft and beautiful. As everyone knows, the voice when speaking and when aroused are completely different.

Just like a switch that ignites passion between a man and a woman, this sound is a signal.

Arouse the other person's desire, and also let your own passion burn at its strongest.

Ye Bingluan gently breathed a thin layer of damp air onto the edge of his chin.

Moist and intense.

"I didn't provoke you... Hmph, did you think I would do something so shameless... It's just that you lack willpower. You... can't even resist such temptation, and you're my master? How ridiculous."

It's so funny, but even her smile seems so forced.

His brows furrowed at times, and the sounds that came out of his throat sometimes sounded so unpleasant.

The skin all over my body was heating up intensely, like ripples spread by a gently drifting boat, rippling layer by layer, wave after wave.

"If something is so funny, why can't you laugh?"

Ye Bingluan couldn't help but bite her thin lips.

The emotions in her eyes seemed impossible to conceal, and her bright red lips wanted to move closer to Wei Tu's lips.

Perhaps... anywhere is fine.

I just want to get closer; only then can the burning sensation in my body be relieved...

No, why should we try to alleviate it? It should burn even more intensely, like a raging fire, burning itself to ashes. That would be just as good.

But Wei Tu didn't kiss her, didn't let her succeed, and held her chin up to control the movement of her head.

So a hint of resentment, even obvious shame and annoyance, appeared in her eyes.

"...Because it's not funny, do you think you can make me submit to such tricks?"

Wei Tu nodded thoughtfully, looking at her rippling eyes.

"That's true, after all, he's His Majesty who doesn't even cry out in pain when whipped."

This scene took place in Jiuyang City; it was the first time he saw her.

For Ye Bingluan, it was like a switch that triggered countless feelings of shame in her heart.

Which girl doesn't want a better encounter, instead of being like that girl, without dignity, without room for resistance, looking disheveled and destitute?

How could you do this?

How could that bastard bring up these things?