Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

Lin Yuan shook his head helplessly: "Aunt Mei, please stop teasing her."

Liu Mei smiled even more charmingly: "What?"

"Aren't you happy to have picked up a Phoenix daughter for free?"

She turned to Ji Yuehuang and said, "Little Phoenix, remember to be filial to your father in the future~"

Ji Yuehuang was filled with shame and anger.

But at this moment, he felt the phoenix shadow behind him flying towards Lin Yuan uncontrollably, rubbing his cheek affectionately.

What made her even more devastated was that she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction welling up in her body, as if this action was the most natural thing.

"It seems your little phoenix likes you very much~"

Liu Mei said meaningfully.

Lin Yuan looked at Ji Yuehuang's blushing cheeks and wet eyes, and suddenly felt a desire to protect her.

He gently touched the Phoenix's head and said softly, "Go back and have a good rest, and adapt to your new power. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Ji Yuehuang stared at him blankly, the feeling of being cherished made her nose sore.

In the Zhenyue royal family, no one had ever looked at her like this.

"Thank...thank you, Dad..."

She blurted out subconsciously, then realized what she had said.

Suddenly, I turned around and ran away in shame.

He even forgot to retract the phoenix shadow.

Liu Mei laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter: "It seems that our Tianji Dao Palace will have another interesting 'father-daughter relationship'~"

Lin Yuan looked at Ji Yuehuang's receding back and sighed helplessly.

He knew that from today on, he would probably not be able to get rid of this title.

After Ji Yuehuang ran out of the forbidden area with a blushing face,

Liu Mei glanced at Lin Yuan meaningfully, and said with a smile: "My dear, Aunt Mei will come to you for advice another day~"

After that, she swayed and left.

Only a faint fragrance remained in the hall.

However, there was a sound of something falling to the ground.

"Come back so soon?"

Lin Yuan asked without turning his head.

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

Gu Qinghuan's cold voice sounded behind him, with a barely perceptible hint of jealousy.

Lin Yuan turned around and saw that Gu Qinghuan had been standing behind him without him noticing, her eyes beneath the veil staring at him dimly.

Gu Qinghuan snorted softly: "That vixen Liu Mei actually brought a new disciple here... come..."

She couldn't continue, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

Lin Yuan took the opportunity to hug her in his arms and whispered, "Master, are you jealous?"

"What nonsense!"

Gu Qinghuan struggled a bit, but didn't use much force.

But he could still smell the phoenix aura of Ji Yuehuang on the boy.

Mixed with the musk after lovemaking, it made her feel a little confused.

Thinking of Lin Yuan's behavior in the Transmission Hall today, Gu Qinghuan couldn't suppress his anger.

Pushing Lin Yuan away, he said angrily with a cold brow:

"Rebel!"

Lin Yuan spread his hands and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Now, explain clearly."

She turned around, her veil fluttering without a breeze. "Why did you change the form of Qianji Yin without permission? And this morning in the Transmission Hall..."

He blinked, "Perhaps the magic weapon has gained its own consciousness after recognizing its master?"

Gu Qinghuan was so angry that her fingertips were shaking, but she could do nothing about him.

Lin Yuan suddenly took a step forward and pushed her against the jade wall.

Gu Qinghuan was caught off guard, his back pressed against the cold stone wall, while in front of him was his disciple's hot chest.

"The disciples are just fulfilling their promise."

He lowered his head, his nose almost touching her veil, "Master, have you forgotten what you promised me last time?"

Gu Qinghuan's pupils shrank slightly.

"Nonsense!"

She forced herself to remain calm, "But! When did I ever promise you to do this..."

"It's not like a clan leader to go back on his word."

Lin Yuan chuckled, and his fingertips picked up a strand of her hair and twisted it around to play with it. "Or does Master need help from his disciple to recall?"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Qinghuan suddenly groaned.

Qianjiyin came back to life without any warning.

Those tiny bumps moved around like living things.

Her legs gave out and she had to hold onto the wall to keep herself steady.

“Stop… stop…”

Her voice trembled, and her lips beneath the veil were bitten white.

Lin Yuan, however, controlled the magic weapon even more fiercely.

The thousand machines sometimes turn into tiny beads rolling,

Sometimes it turns into a soft brush that sweeps gently,

Every change stimulated her precisely.

"Master obviously likes it very much."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his hot breath brushing against the sensitive shell of her ear.

Gu Qinghuan was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die.

She could feel that her reaction was just as Lin Yuan said.

The hem of the robe has already...

This realization almost made her collapse.

A dignified cultivator of the Divine Transformation Realm, the master of the Tianji Dao Palace,

He was actually forced to this point by his own disciple using a magic weapon!

"Asshole..."

She tried to gather her spiritual power to resist, but found that the more she suppressed it, the more fiercely Qianji Yin resisted.

The magic weapon seemed to have become Lin Yuan's clone, and had studied her thoroughly.

Lin Yuan admired her forbearance and suddenly changed his gestures.

Qianjiyin instantly transformed, outlining a perfect form inside her body, even the texture was exactly the same.

Gu Qinghuan almost screamed out loud. This change was too sudden. She could almost imagine that she was with Lin Yuan at this moment...

What was even more terrifying was that her body automatically accepted all of this and subconsciously contracted.

"It seems that Master remembers it very clearly."

Lin Yuan's eyes darkened, and his fingers gently stroked her blushing cheeks, "Why don't we..."

"Do not……"

Gu Qinghuan shook her head, but her voice was unnaturally soft.

She knew she should severely reprimand this traitor.

But the body betrayed reason and longed for more touch.

A century of contact.

At this moment, her coming and going had become Lin Yuan's.

Once she comes into contact with Lin Yuan, no matter how tough she is,

I can only obey.

Lin Yuan said no more and kissed her veil directly.

The gauze was quickly soaked with saliva, revealing the bright red lips underneath.

He bit her lower lip through the fabric while controlling the Qianji Yin.

"Well……"

Gu Qinghuan raised her head, her neck forming a graceful arc.

Lin Yuan pulled off the veil and kissed those soft lips.

Lin Yuan took the opportunity to pick her up and strode towards the cold jade bed in the middle of the room.

Gu Qinghuan was gently put down, and her cold jade face made her hot body tremble.

She watched her apprentice slowly unbuttoning his belt.

His muscular upper body was exposed, and his throat rolled unconsciously.

"Although Qianji Yin is good..."

Lin Yuan leaned forward and pressed forward. "After all, it can't compare to real swords and guns. What do you think, Master?"

Gu Qinghuan turned her face away without answering, but he pinched her chin and turned her back.

When their eyes met, she saw the flames dancing in Lin Yuan's eyes, which was naked possessiveness.

"beg me."

He suddenly said, circling her collarbone with his fingers, "Master said he wants a disciple..."

Gu Qinghuan's eyes widened. This was too much!

She is the Master,

As the Sect Master, how could...

Before he could even utter a word of protest, Qianjiyin suddenly stopped moving.

The sudden stop almost made her cry.

She looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief, but the latter was waiting leisurely.

"you……"

Her voice trembled and her body unconsciously moved closer to him.

"beg me."

Lin Yuan repeated, with a firmness in his eyes that could not be refused.

Gu Qinghuan was torn between his conscience and his desires.

Her mind told her that she should get up and leave immediately, but her body longed for relief.

In the end, desire triumphed over dignity.

"Please...I want it..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito and her cheeks were burning red.

"What do you want?" Lin Yuan persisted.