These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu looked at Ran Xinxue with annoyance.

That's enough, stop being disgusting.

"Hey, do you feel nauseous? If you do, that's good."

Are you sure you want to be this annoying?

Wei Tu raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the young and beautiful woman.

Ran Xinxue clearly saw the threatening meaning in his eyes, and she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together a little, because she was worried that she might have some embarrassing reaction if she wasn't prepared.

That wouldn't be good.

Ran Xinxue snorted coldly, "I didn't realize you were so good to your master. When are you going to have your wedding night? I'll definitely be there to support you, bring you the best wine, and build you the best house."

Wei Tu understood this irony perfectly. If she sent wine, it must be poisoned; if she sent a house, it must be riddled with holes.

Don't be complacent at all; what she does will only be more outrageous than you think.

"Then there's no need. My master and I are very innocent, and we haven't done any of the things the sect leader mentioned. These things are only for my master to break through to the Divine Realm faster, which will also benefit the sect. You'd better not interfere."

Upon hearing this, Ran Xinxue's expression darkened further, though it was unclear which specific detail she was referring to.

"That's wonderful, the God-Gazing Realm... You two, master and disciple, have such amazing talents. I wonder how you cultivate? Teach me, is it some kind of shady method? After all, she cherishes you so much. Back in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, she almost died for you. Is this really just a master-disciple relationship?"

"It's none of your business. Just get it approved. I need this stuff soon."

Seeing Wei Tu's attitude, Ran Xinxue stood up and overturned the table with a loud bang.

The files on the table were scattered all over the floor.

She looked at Wei Tu defiantly.

"I'm not approving it. If you're so capable, go and do it yourself!"

Wei Tu looked at the files scattered on the ground, but did not pick them up. Instead, he walked step by step toward Ran Xinxue on the stage.

Ran Xinxue did not back down this time, and Wei Tu did not move a finger either.

She simply watched as the boy walked up the steps one by one until he stood before her.

He stood ramrod straight.

They were almost separated by a hair's breadth, and even his breath uncontrollably entered his nose.

However, Ran Xinxue's expression was stubborn, staring unyieldingly at the boy in front of her who was much taller than herself.

Even if his gaze is profound.

She did not back down.

Looking at Ran Xinxue so close to him, Wei Tu could not hide the woman's delicate figure in her snow-white dress. He did not make a move and resisted the temptation at this moment.

"It seems you've made up your mind."

Ran Xinxue narrowed her eyes. "My decision has always been the same, and it has nothing to do with you."

"That's good."

Wei Tu nodded, lowering his head as he extended his hand.

Ran Xinxue felt a force coming from him, and at the same time, his palm was already pressing on her shoulder.

Before Ran Xinxue could resist the force, her body swayed violently and she was thrown from her original position.

The next moment, Ran Xinxue found herself being pressed down into a chair.

The main seat in the Baoguang Hall is as luxurious as a dragon throne, and it can easily accommodate two people.

However, Wei Tu did not sit down with the woman.

Instead, he stretched out his left leg and stepped between the woman's legs, leaning forward and looking down at the beautiful woman leaning against the chair with the posture of a street thug.

He smiled and said, "I can render you powerless without even using the so-called slave markings. Do you really think this is a good decision for you?"

Although Ran Xinxue was firmly suppressed by the other party's aura, and as Wei Tu said, she had no chance to fight back, she was instinctively unconvinced and had a rebellious spirit towards this young man.

She raised her head, her slightly reddened eyes fixed on Wei Tu.

"Anyway, I've never been able to resist you, so I'll let you do whatever you want. But do you think this will make me approve it for you? I'll make sure this batch of materials never reaches the Yuanjian Sect."

Wei Tu smiled, seemingly not afraid at all.

Ran Xinxue was so amused by the laughter that she became somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"What are you laughing at! Don't look at me like that! If you want me to approve it, beg me!"

He couldn't wait to state his requirements.

Wei Tu, of course, would not do as instructed; he simply smiled as he watched Ran Xinxue's stubborn expression.

“We all know that this kind of thing can’t threaten me. If you don’t approve, I have plenty of ways to deal with it. As for the power of the sect leader… you can still enjoy it as long as it doesn’t concern me. But… why do you insist on doing this, why do you keep creating conflict with me? You know very well why.”

"Of course I know! We are sworn enemies! Don't think that just because you've taken advantage of me, I'll let you have whatever you want. If you push me too far, I'll take you down with me one day!"

Wei Tu smiled and reached out his hand, but Ran Xinxue instinctively flinched.

Wei Tu did not slap her from behind.

Instead, he acted frivolously, grabbing a soft spot on her cheek without any regard for propriety.

"The sect leader has been eating well lately and has even gained weight."

"None of your business, let go!"

"Then... you must have gained quite a bit of weight here too."

Ran Xinxue watched as Wei Tu slowly reached down, tracing her face and neck before finally landing on her chest.

Ran Xinxue recalled that incredible day when he seemed to have wiped his palms on his chest in the same manner.

A blush of humiliation rose on her face.

Wei Tu enjoyed the feel of her hand while watching her eyes begin to glaze over.

"You're dreaming if you think you can beg me, but you still have to do this for me. I hope you won't forget that night at the Medicine King Pavilion."

That night when Wei Tu mentioned the Medicine King Pavilion.

The moment the fresh snow touched his face, his mind went blank, and then anger welled up inside him.

He stretched out his foot and was about to kick Wei Tu.

The boy stepped back first, then grabbed her leg.

Then he walked forward.

"Hiss... Let go of me!"

Ran Xinxue said angrily.

Wei Tu laughed and moved closer and closer, her leg almost raised above her head in an exaggerated pose.

Its flexibility is indeed quite good.

Wei Tu pressed down on top.

Her expression seemed both pained and humiliated.

Wei Tu smiled and said to her.

"It's fine if you want to go against me to the end, I'll play along with you, Sect Master."

62. Can you handle it?

Snow-white shoulders.

Her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was loosely combed, falling and clinging to her fair skin.

It was as if, along with the slight sweat, a fragrance permeated the air—her unique scent.

Stubborn and proud, sometimes crazy and unwilling to turn back.

The sunlight shone lazily, falling directly on this large chair.

The two young people were disheveled. The woman, who looked slightly older, was lying limply on top of a younger, handsome boy.

Neither of them was dressed neatly.

With her eyes slightly narrowed and the blush on her face still lingering, the woman seemed to have some red marks remaining all over her body.

Her legs were spread apart, right on either side of the boy's thighs.

The snow-white skin peeking out from under the skirt, the supple and plump thighs, all blended together to create the most alluring and languid look.

My toes, which were tense not long ago, have finally relaxed completely.

The veins were so clear and distinct.

Her full breasts pressed against his chest, as if he should have gotten used to it long ago.

Given this posture, one should have long been accustomed to the resulting wet and humid scene.

But now, the hazy look in his eyes and the inability to speak seem to represent the disarray that he has become accustomed to in his heart.

Just as chaotic as the scene itself.

Wei Tu slightly raised his head and leaned back in his chair.

Her hair covered her face, and more than the slightly itchy feeling, the weight of the woman named Ran Xinxue on her body was undeniable.

She wasn't heavy at all. Even though she was bigger than girls like Su Mi and Jiang Ying, and seemed much heavier, it was because of her voluptuous figure.

In fact, this beautiful woman is just as slim in all the right places, with a slender waist that can be described as a wasp waist.

At this moment, the creature coiled around his body resembled a water snake.

It was indeed a very comfortable touch, comparable to Mu Xitong's. However, the biggest reason why it wasn't as comfortable as Mu Xitong's was probably that this woman liked to move around a lot at night.

Mu Xitong is quite well-behaved when she is asleep.

It seems a bit excessive to still be comparing these two people.

Wei Tu felt that she shouldn't continue to enjoy herself like this. Although it felt good, it was useless for their relationship.