These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

So she said softly, "Then don't... go too far."

"How much would be too much? My dear master."

As Wei Tu spoke, his lips gently kissed her earlobe, his hands sometimes pressing hard, sometimes lightly.

The unique rhythm made Lu Qingyan's body heat up, and she trembled gently in his arms.

She couldn't help but bite her thin lips and turn around, looking at her disciple with a somewhat aggrieved and pitiful expression.

"Tu'er..."

She murmured softly.

Wei Tu looked into her teary eyes and said softly.

"Master... could you be a little more seductive?"

99 Our Years

To be fair, if we were to accurately describe Lu Qingyan...

Wei Tu was willing to call her the most charming woman inside and out.

Ran Xinxue is not inwardly charming. She may appear aloof and unapproachable to others, but she transforms completely in front of you, provoking you relentlessly.

Her techniques and postures were extremely alluring.

There was absolutely no intention to hide anything.

Lu Qingyan, on the other hand, would try her best to suppress her desires in front of him.

It's as if she still wants to remain an ethereal woman, untouched by worldly concerns.

However, she loses all strength to resist when forced by herself, and her expression and words seem to reject her.

However, the body is already as honest as it could possibly be, and its own strength makes it even more sensitive, causing the emotions in its heart to overflow.

This is something Wei Tu only learned about much later.

So never believe a woman's verbal refusal; what she says is not important, but rather her physical reaction.

For example, at this very moment, Wei Tu had almost pulled the woman into his body.

As her palms sank deep into the soft, rolling hills, Lu Qingyan's cheeks flushed crimson, and her breathing became erratic, yet she continued to speak.

"No... I already said... don't say such things, do you... do you want Master to die?"

It sounds like you said something very serious.

It had come to the point where they were facing a life-or-death situation.

But Wei Tu wouldn't let go so easily like a reckless fool.

Instead, he picked the woman up and placed her legs on his lap, letting her lean against his arm.

He just looked down at the woman's rather unpleasant expression.

Wei Tu grinned mischievously.

"Come on, Master, why don't you die and show me?"

Lu Qingyan was so ashamed and indignant that she wanted to die.

He didn't even dare to look his own disciple in the eye, as if he might turn into a rat in a burrow at any moment.

"You're doing this again...you..."

"What am I?"

Wei Tu's hand never left the other person's chest, while his other hand roamed over her thigh.

Despite the thin skirt, the heat stubbornly penetrated the barrier and reached her delicate skin.

She was an extremely alluring woman, how could she resist such skillful and aggressive teasing from a young man? Her legs couldn't help but rub together gently.

"You naughty girl..."

The woman managed to utter words that were harmless, yet more like a seduction.

On the one hand, Lu Qingyan really doesn't often use these words to insult others. She's not like Ran Xinxue Xiyue, who tries to break people's defenses as soon as she opens her mouth.

On the other hand, she simply couldn't bring herself to say anything harsher to this boy she both loved and hated.

Previously, when the other party wanted to train her body, Lu Qingyan had said those words, but the result almost made Lu Qingyan regret it for the rest of her life. Now, she dared not say those words again and could only use them to express her protest and current shame.

However, this only made the boy more and more excited, and had no other effect.

For example, Wei Tu, upon hearing these words, felt his blood surging, as if all the power in his body was gathering and needed an outlet.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his eyes, and looked down at Lu Qingyan.

"Because I have such a good master, I became a bad disciple..."

Lu Qingyan avoided the other person's gaze, which seemed to want to devour her, but she was also secretly pleased that the boy was reacting so strongly to her.

"No...you're trying to lie to me again, your teacher...this time...waaaah!!"

But he didn't finish his sentence.

Wei Tu could no longer hold back and lowered his head to seal the other's rosy lips with his own.

This time, Lu Qingyan felt a raging storm, devoid of any gentleness.

The other party was like a ruthless villain, seizing and robbing everything from me, and wreaking havoc in my mouth.

It was as if he wanted to take his tongue away with him.

Lu Qingyan had no way to find her way home. Under such a fierce and relentless attack, Lu Qingyan did not feel pain, but rather a sense of submission as if she were about to be completely conquered by the other party.

My lips and tongue felt swollen, but I didn't want to let go. Our breaths mingled intensely, and the air became even more ambiguous.

Finally, Lu Qingyan couldn't help but reach out and cup the boy's cheeks, pushing his face away.

Her red lips were slightly pouting, a little swollen but even more alluring, and her face was flushed red.

She gazed at the handsome young man who had captivated her with dreamy eyes.

"You...you really want to kill Master?"

Wei Tu smiled.

"I just want my master to be happy."

As he said this, he picked up Lu Qingyan and stood up.

Then he walked toward the only bed in the bedroom.

Lu Qingyan seemed to sense the meaning behind the other person's actions, and she could only wrap her arms around the boy's neck.

She pressed her cheek against his, speaking in a dazed and somewhat nervous tone.

"You bad boy...don't do this, you naughty Tu'er, Master isn't ready..."

Wei Tu placed Lu Qingyan on the bed, but instead of leaving, he pressed himself against the woman's curvaceous body.

He looked at the woman's timid and nervous expression and said softly.

“Every time I ask Master, it’s because I’m not prepared. Last time it was my Dragon-Slaying Realm, then it was your God-Gazing Realm, and now?”

Lu Qingyan knew she was excessively timid. She clearly had some hopes, but she just couldn't seem to be able to be so open about them.

"I...I don't know..."

"Then leave everything to me. My master has taught me so much, so let me teach my master a little more."

"You naughty Tu'er..."

Lu Qingyan wanted to say something.

But the other person's actions made her bite her thin lips and close her mouth instantly.

He lowered his head and kissed his neck, his palm caressing his sensitive and delicate waistline.

Wei Tu was like a diner savoring a delicious meal, and the woman in front of him was his gluttonous feast.

It left a moist red mark, which was very easy to do on her delicate skin, as alluring as a delicate drawing on a white sheet of paper.

His slightly stubble-covered face made me feel both itchy and a little stinging with each kiss.

Amidst this strange tactile sensation, Lu Qingyan's mind went blank.

She suddenly thought of many things.

This is the first time I've seen this boy.

How did they decide to bring him, who was still a boy at the time, to the Yuanjian Sect?

Teach him to practice swordsmanship...

Teach him principles...

Help him with his spiritual practice...

Seeing his frustration...

I've seen him grow up to be more and more handsome.

I've also seen all his troubles.

It seems... he had long ago moved into his own boring world, thinking that practicing swordsmanship meant there was no other world.

He trained his body and even comforted himself from all his anxieties.

He made himself more determined, and he eliminated all potential dangers for himself.

Are they really master and disciple? He's still willing to...

Must a master and disciple not act this way...?

Tears welled up in Lu Qingyan's eyes.

"Ugh...!!"

Unable to resist opening her eyes, Lu Qingyan saw the boy holding her legs in his hands, his face buried deep in his chest.

At that moment, all distracting thoughts vanished.

All she wanted was him.