These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Lu Qingyan, who had been lost in the sea of ​​desire, seemed to wake up a lot at once. She opened her hazy eyes and looked at the boy with a pleading look in her eyes.

"No... I am your master..."

Wei Tu smiled at Lu Qingyan, "Doesn't Master know yet that my favorite thing to do is 'talk back' to Master?"

The word "talk back" is given special emphasis.

It also needs to be accompanied by actions.

"Ugh...! You bad guy, I... I can't... Waaaaah..."

Lu Qingyan wanted to prove her unwavering will and resisted with all her might, but it was clear that now, the young man, who knew the woman's body very well, seemed to be able to find her weaknesses completely.

The young man was certainly well-off, and Lu Qingyan felt as if her heart was being attacked.

Forget about speaking; even breathing normally amidst the turmoil, or clearly seeing his expression, was extremely difficult for her.

Wei Tu gripped her thigh tightly, feeling the touch in his palm, breathing heavily, and kept asking questions.

"Will you tell me or not...?"

"No... I won't tell... Ugh, you bad guy, please don't..."

“Master, just say it if you can’t help it. Otherwise, I’ll lose face if I want to let you go.”

"I...can't take it...Waaah...Please let Master go, I can't take it anymore!"

Lu Qingyan tried her best to suppress the unbearable pain caused by the overwhelming pleasure, and this strange mix of emotions made her almost unable to control herself.

It was as if there was an urgent need to ease the tension, and the other party needed to pause for a while.

I want his hug, I want his kiss, I want his gentle comfort... I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore...

“My dear master, Qingyan, please tell me, okay? There’s no one else here. Telling you will make you feel better…”

Lu Qingyan glanced at the grinning boy and bit her thin lips.

"You... Ah! No... I'll scream, okay?!"

Lu Qingyan's voice was barely audible, mixed with rapid breathing.

It makes her even more alluring.

Wei Tu looked at her, but the other woman's arm wrapped around his neck, and he was pulled down and pressed against her soft body.

Then she felt the hot breath in her ear, and mixed in with it, unusually soft and sweet words.

"Brother...please let me go, okay?"

Such words might have had limited effect coming from someone else. But coming from the mouth of this woman who was his master and had raised him for over a decade, they had an earth-shattering effect.

It's like igniting a new flame.

Wei Tu felt that his strength and desires were out of control.

Then another storm arose, and it became even more unreasonable.

The woman, who was originally drifting along in the sea of ​​desire, is now being destroyed by the storm, as if her ship has been wrecked and she has perished.

Her eyes were completely bewildered.

"You...you bad guy...you're being unreasonable...sob, I've already said all this...uh!!"

After an unknown amount of time, the roaring beast finally stopped panting for a while.

A young couple were pressed tightly together, seemingly oblivious to the mess on the bed.

They tried their best to calm their breathing. The whole room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. The candlelight was about to burn out, leaving only a faint last glimmer.

However, most of the men and women shrouded in shadow seem to have long ignored this change, or rather... have long been immersed in the pleasures of another world.

"Master..."

Wei Tu held her soft, delicate body in his arms. Her snow-white skin still bore faint blush marks, left behind when he was aroused.

It wasn't that Wei Tu had any particular quirks.

Sometimes, however, certain feelings of love cannot be expressed simply; words and glances are insufficient, and one can only convey them through actions.

Moreover, compared to the marks on Lu Qingyan's fair skin... his own body was covered in 'scars'.

They all come from the other person's fingernails, or from biting when emotions are running high.

It's completely out of control.

"Don't call me..."

Lu Qingyan blushed and tried to dodge, but there was nowhere to hide in his arms. She could only bury her face in his chest like an ostrich. Recalling the scene just now, Lu Qingyan felt only endless shame.

Whether it was her near-manic screams or the embarrassing poses she had struck in response to the other person's movements...

In her previous confusion and infatuation, it seemed that she could only let him have his way no matter what.

But now that I've calmed down a bit, these emotions seem to have become my dark history. Thinking about them makes me feel like I can't be a master anymore.

What a shame!

Wei Tu chuckled and reached out to stroke her soft, long hair.

Instead of comforting the woman, he smiled wickedly and said...

"Master looked so handsome just now..."

"You still dare to say that..."

Why can't I say?

"That...that's so shameful...I...I'm too ashamed to be your master."

Lu Qingyan spoke softly, sounding very aggrieved.

"why?"

"Because...you made me so embarrassed that I couldn't face anyone. Just now...I seemed...very vulgar..."

Wei Tu hadn't expected Lu Qingyan to be so naive that she would find his reaction in bed disgusting.

The boy gently stroked her cheek, then lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers, smiling as he spoke.

"No way... Master, you don't know, I was absolutely smitten with how you looked just now, from the rosy cheeks to your voice, it was just... irresistible."

"You still dare to say that...!"

Lu Qingyan glared at the boy, embarrassed and annoyed. But when she saw Wei Tu's expression, she couldn't suppress her curiosity.

"Are you really... not disgusted by Master's appearance just now?"

Wei Tu nodded, "Of course, Master, don't you know? Men love it when their women are alluring and charming in front of them. Just thinking about how Master is a cool and stunning fairy in front of others, but a sweet little boy in front of me makes me incredibly happy..."

Lu Qingyan's cheeks were rosy.

"Who said you're a good boy... Don't talk nonsense, I'm your master..."

"Who was it that kept saying things like, 'Brother, I can't take it anymore, brother, please let me go'?"

"You...! You're not allowed to say it!!"

Lu Qingyan weakly and feebly pounded on the boy's chest.

Her full breasts were trembling wildly, and Wei Tu was aroused to the point of lust.

He instantly reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist.

Lu Qingyan was stunned.

Then the boy lowered his head and buried his face in her chest.

"Ugh...! You... why are you here again! You bad guy, you... ah...!"

Wei Tu's breath became hot again. He lifted the woman's soft waist and said with a smile.

"Master...it's all your fault for being too tempting. Now you have to take responsibility..."

"What are you responsible for..."

"Let it... stay quiet and never raise its head again."

102 See you again

As dawn broke, the sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves filled the air.

Wei Tu couldn't remember when it had rained.

It was probably late last night when the slightly open window let in some moist air, carrying the faint scent of earth and grass.

Although it's a cold season, it doesn't seem to affect the warmth of the room; the warmth from last night still seems to linger.

The warmth around him still lingered, but Wei Tu could no longer sense the other person's presence, as if everything yesterday was just a dream.

However, if it were a dream, I wouldn't be in this room of this pavilion.

Those feelings wouldn't be so clear—the lingering, passionate entanglement, and the uncontrollable, ultimately suppressed chanting she tried to suppress.

Looking back now, it all feels like a boundless, beautiful dream.

The woman who was his master... the woman who had accompanied him through two lifetimes for more than ten years, seemed to have finally, without any surprise, belonged to him.

The other person isn't in this room right now.

Wei Tu got out of bed and put on the clothes that had been left aside last night and were now neatly placed on the bedside table.

It seems that the woman didn't want him to discover her tenderness.

He put on his clothes, opened the window completely, and looked at the winter drizzle floating in the air outside, like threads of silk weaving through the wind.

The rain scene was beautiful, and everything outside seemed quiet. Wei Tu stood by the window, gazing at it for a long time. Finally, she turned around and felt the cold wind blowing on her face, which cleared her mind considerably, as if she had completely shaken off the lingering reverie.

Not long after Wei Tu left this room, he found Lu Qingyan in the next room.

The room next door contained a memorial tablet, which belonged to Lu Qingyan's master.

That is, the one who was betrayed and died on the day of his ascension.

At least, that person deserves indelible credit for making Lu Qingyan such an outstanding woman.

Wei Tu wasn't entirely clear why Lu Qingyan would be here so early in the morning, quietly facing the memorial tablet.

Incense was lit in front of the memorial tablet.