I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

What a joke! I was just caught cheating, it's good enough that she didn't bully me!

This must be another test! Once I really show my stupidity, I will fall into the other party's trap!

Xiao Wuyou bit his tongue this time, and tried his best to suppress the gun. He raised his head and squeezed out a faint smile without any joy or sadness: "Don't worry, I stick to my principles and have no intention of disrespect."

Looking at the indifference on Xiao Wuyou's face, Bei Ming Longyue couldn't help but clench the teacup, and the tea in the cup kept swaying.

The man's thoughts troubled Longyue Sword Immortal more than any profound sword skills.

Sure enough, Wuyou is not interested in me? Is it because I can't practice dual cultivation? But last time at the lake, he obviously liked it very much.

Was I too reserved? Should I be more proactive and give him more stimulation? But would that be too shameless and make Xiao Wuyou annoyed...

No, as the master, I am only giving this disciple a slight punishment. I am not going to let him be obsessed with male beauty like those little girls!

The young master successfully convinced himself and said calmly: "That's enough."

Xiao Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief. If he pressed it again, he really didn't know how long he could last.

However, the next sentence completely interrupted his thoughts.

"Take it off."

Xiao Wuyou was shocked: "Take off, what to take off?"

Junior Master Wuqing: "All of them."

"No, no, what do you mean?" Xiao Wuyou protected herself in fear like a little girl who had been molested.

"I said, this is a punishment. A punishment for not being able to control the body." The young master's eyes were piercing, brighter than the moon in the sky.

"No, no, I wasn't being rude just now, was I?!"

It would have been better if he hadn't said it. As soon as these words came out, Bei Ming Long Yue's brows trembled, and he exuded an invisible and powerful pressure and sharp sword intent.

"I'm just asking."

Xiao Wuyou had no choice but to unbutton his clothes and belt.

Soon, a white robe and underwear were neatly folded aside.

Feeling the coolness of the evening breeze and the undisguised gaze of his junior master, Xiao Wuyou felt ashamed to death.

This time, it was the young master who came to give the massage.

The soft little feet in white socks reached out hesitantly.

As if feeling Xiao Wuyou's heat, the little white rabbit-like jade feet shrank slightly, but soon, the little white rabbit plucked up the courage and pressed its most tender soles against him.

Xiao Wuyou gasped and his whole body convulsed.

"Don't move." The young master shouted coldly, but he showed no mercy with his feet.

The young master's movements were immature, but that made it even harder to bear. Just like a young cat, ignorant but wantonly playing with

He ate his food, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, with slow yet soft movements.

The moonlight seemed to have shape, presenting Xiao Wuyou with a rare beauty.

Xiao Wuyou only felt that everything in front of him was floating, and he had lost the sense of balance. No matter how patient he tried, he could not resist the beauty of flying in the clouds and could not help but let out an embarrassing gasp.

By the time he came to his senses, the blazing flames had already reached their climax.

"Aren't we supposed to stick to our principles?" The young master pretended to be hesitant.

Xiao Wuyou was a little annoyed, gritting his teeth and glaring: "I want to stick to my principles! But you bully me like this, how can I...!"

"This is called punishment." The young master's jade foot pressed down hard.

Xiao Wuyou let out a trembling sound, and it was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

Little Master's eyes sparkled with stars, and he hummed again leisurely: "If you really stick to your principles, how could you be so embarrassed?"

Xiao Wuyou covered his burning face, speechless.

The young master was pleased by this.

She just wanted to see her disciple being so cute.

Chapter 16: Traitor, Just Like It

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He drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, suppressed the subtle heat in his heart, pursed his thin lips, and then pulled out the other small foot in white socks.

She huddled up, hugged her legs, and stuck out her two little feet in white socks.

The night wind was blowing, and two pure white flowers kept swaying in front of Xiao Wuyou, making him more and more intoxicated.

"Do you like it?" the young master asked softly.

Xiao Wuyou suddenly came to his senses and shook his head repeatedly.

No, I can't lose my composure again! I'm about to fail this test!

I said I would stick to my principles and maintain abstinence, but what am I doing now?!

Besides, when has Xiao Wuyou ever been toyed with by a woman like this? Even if you were Junior Grandmaster, you would never embarrass me a second time...

Xiao Wuyou showed determination and was about to refuse, but unexpectedly, a beautiful jade fell upon his face.

The little feet in white socks are fleeting, and the beautiful, warm and fragrant night is just a moment of embrace.

"Do you like it?" the young master asked quietly for the second time.

Xiao Wuyou was lost for words. His mind was full of thoughts of abstinence, principles, and tests, but they were all replaced by the warm, soft white color.

Seeing this, the young master couldn't help but think for a moment.

It seems that the stimulation is not enough.

So, the young master hooked his fingertips, reached into the ankles, and lifted up the soft white socks.

With a casual flick of the hand, two white socks fell off.

The exquisite snow-white bare feet finally shed their last cover, like a thin mist dissipated by the wind, and the slender and beautiful crescent moon finally revealed its true appearance.

Xiao Wuyou's eyes refocused and his breathing became heavy.

The young master was very satisfied with the other party's performance and couldn't help but hum softly. A small bare foot drew a soft arc, like falling snowflakes, and fell down.

The contact between cold and heat made both of them tremble.

Even the most aloof and elegant fairy has soft soles. Her feet are so slender, and the skin on the back of her feet is a light green, but her soles are soft as if they have no bones, like the finest silk.

The other bare foot was suspended in the air, with round toes, slender toes, and icy skin and bones, so beautiful that one could not help but want to desecrate it.

Xiao Wuyou didn't want to desecrate it, so he gave her a gentle kiss instead.

This time, it was the junior master who lost his composure.

The silver-haired fairy's body became disordered and she couldn't help but let out an inappropriate moan.

She felt a burning sensation between the soles of her feet, as if there was a heat spreading along the soles of her feet, from her calves all the way up, making her heart, which should have been as calm as water, become restless.

The other toe seemed to sink into a warm spiritual spring, enjoying the caress of the pleasant little fish.

Fairies will also fall into the mortal world, and their indifferent expressions like the moonlight will be stained with a faint blush that does not belong to them.

The flow of time became ambiguous, the clouds disappeared, and the moonlight became brighter.

Suddenly, Xiao Wuyou's expression stopped and he let out a painful gasp.

Although it was a punishment that was clearly agreed upon, the young master shrank back instantly as if touched, and asked timidly: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Wuyou was a little amused and helpless. The concern in the other party's words didn't seem fake, but when he stopped at this moment, he felt extremely tormented.

"No, no. Go on."

"Is it hurt?" This time, the young master pinched the corner of his clothes, curled up his legs, and stared at Xiao Wuyou with concern, his eyes hazy.

"No! It's just right!" Xiao Wuyou's face flushed and he said impatiently.

"Is that so?" The corners of the young master's mouth curved softly as he murmured softly.

Seeing Xiao Wuyou coming closer impatiently, the fairy's warm and moist jade feet fell again, but her movements were extremely slow.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but raise his head.

A soothing caress is indeed enjoyable at the beginning.

But calling out so softly at this moment was undoubtedly a torment.

Xiao Wuyou had to take the initiative to relieve the heat in his heart.

"You don't stick to your principles anymore?" The young master's movements became lighter, and he just moved slowly.

"No!" Xiao Wuyou said with difficulty.

"Don't want to pass the test?" The white and beautiful jade was just rubbing.

"No!" Xiao Wuyou's voice became more and more distressed.

"Well, do you like it?" The young master tilted his head, with silver hair hanging down.

Xiao Wuyou felt the fire in his chest spread to his whole body, even his thoughts were devoured by the fire, he had no time to think, and blurted out: "I like it, I like little master!"

".........."

Those amber eyes trembled violently, just like her heartbeat, beating like a deer.

The dignified Sword Immortal of Longyue stood there for a moment, holding his chest, at a loss as to what to do.

Stopping at the critical moment again was really the end of Xiao Wuyou's life.

Although it was very embarrassing, he had no choice but to beg in a low voice: "Little Master, please..."

"Traitor." The young master lowered his head and spoke in a cold voice.

However, the slender toes like bamboo shoots and the flawless soles like jade overlapped together, like half of a crescent moon, giving each other the most gentle caress in the world with great pity.

"Do you like it?" the young master asked softly for the last time.

"like!"

Thus, the bright white crescent moon became blurred.

Xiao Wuyou's eyes were filled with melancholy.

Gradually, the moonlight disappeared into the night again.

In a trance, Xiao Wuyou's unfocused eyes were reflected with the last ray of breathtakingly beautiful moonlight.

"Traitor, just like it."

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"Congratulations, sir. This day has finally come."

In the deep mountains at night, a group of righteous monks drank and celebrated a great victory.

Only Ye Qingmeng, standing on a corner of a lonely mountain, gazing at the bright moon in the distance, seems so desolate.

Seeing that Ye Qingmeng did not reply, Xingcai was a little distressed: "Sir, you have made many contributions to the righteous path. Now you finally have a chance to recover yourself. Why don't you be happier when you go back to see Sir Xiao?"

When Ye Qingmeng heard this, she gave a bitter smile, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Why bother him if they are not a good match?"

Ye Qingmeng knew that Xiao Wuyou had more than one Taoist partner, and thought that he would not lose to any woman.

But recent rumors have shaken her confidence again and again.

First it was the Liu family’s Phoenix Fairy, then the Four Seas Dragon Kings, and recently there was news of a Nine-tailed Demon King.

When Ye Qingmeng thought about the fact that Xiao Wuyou was surrounded by so many powerful people at that time, he felt bitter in his heart.

Xingcai was silent for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "My Lord is a man of great talent, I think he will catch up with them in no time."

Ye Qingmeng sighed and said self-deprecatingly: "That's right, I'm not a sword immortal, it seems I still have a chance."

Xingcai knew that she had said something wrong and dared not say anything else.

The evening breeze is deep.

However, Ye Qingmeng suddenly turned around and smiled.

There was no trace of confusion in her beautiful, soft purple eyes, and the corners of her lips were raised in an elegant arc.