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

Xiao Wuyou, with his mouth blocked, groaned.

Su Lanyu didn't understand what Xiao Wuyou meant, but the breath coming from the soles of her feet was so hot.

This is not service, this is humiliation.

Wuliang Tianzun, how could I do such a treasonous thing to my respected brother Wuyou? !

But, but...

But this kind of senior brother... is so cute!

"Brother Wuyou, do you like being stepped on by Junior Sister like this?"

"Mmmmm!"

"I'll take that as it is~!"

Su Lan's jade-gold eyes sparkled with excitement, and her two jade feet swam freely and happily on the body of the person she loved the most like fish.

But it just doesn’t satisfy the other person.

On the other side, Ye Qingmeng was not idle either. She stood up and walked to Xiao Wuyou's side, rubbing her plump and beautiful figure against Xiao Wuyou.

She lowered her head and bit Xiao Wuyou's ear mischievously, causing the latter to tremble in embarrassment like a bird that had been electrocuted.

"Tsk tsk, what can I say about you? You can get excited by being bullied by your junior sister like this?"

"Well, well, no!"

Ye Qingmeng glanced down and laughed so hard that her mouth couldn't close: "It's all a mess, and you're still pretending?"

Perhaps not satisfied with such simple desecration, Su Lanyu retracted her legs and moved closer.

"Brother Wuyou is dishonest, and dishonesty must be punished."

"How to punish?" Ye Qingmeng glanced at Su Lanyu with a smile in her eyes.

"You are right about one thing." Su Lanyu snorted softly, her eyes seductive: "I know as much as you do."

"Then let's compare?"

The girls' gentle laughter sounded as clear and sweet as silver bells, but to Xiao Wuyou it sounded like the devil's whispers.

It’s over, my little fish has been corrupted!

Next, the two girls showed no mercy and left their marks on Xiao Wuyou.

Ye Qingmeng's caress was as soft as gauze, and Su Lanyu's thighs were as plump as water.

Ye Qingmeng’s passionate kiss was as hot as fire, and Su Lanyu’s chest was as soft as clouds.

Xiao Wuyou discovered that the cloth tied around his eyes could not safely block his vision.

It's like a dream, like a hazy silhouette of a fish playing in the water, dancing in front of you over and over again, making you sink into it unconsciously and not wanting to wake up.

The teasing gradually turned into high-pitched and excited moans, one after another, without stopping.

However, the happiness is theirs.

No matter how indulgent they were, they would always stop at the critical moment and not give Xiao Wuyou any benefits.

Xiao Wuyou felt numb all over.

After humming comfortably for who knows how many times, Ye Qingmeng became limp like a pile of mud, lying on Xiao Wuyou's dripping chest, and took the thread-like object out of Xiao Wuyou's mouth.

"If you beg for mercy now, we will let you go." Ye Qingmeng's voice was tired, yet full of pride.

Xiao Wuyou's voice was hoarse: "As long as I beg for mercy now, you will..."

"Let me make you feel comfortable." Su Lanyu smiled lightly, her voice as gentle as the breeze.

"Or, you can just beg for mercy and apologize."

Without waiting for the two to react, Xiao Wuyou stretched out the cloth in his hand and pushed the two girls in front of him to the ground at once.

What a joke! How can I, Xiao Wuyou, let you two little demons control me?

Xiao Wuyou held the junior sister's chest tightly, and when he saw Ye Qingmeng coming to rescue him, he freed his hands, grabbed the other party, and tied the hands and feet of the harmful little witch from behind in two or three moves, and then put the thing he had just sucked into her mouth.

"You're having a lot of fun." He slapped the little witch hard on the butt.

Ye Qingmeng, who was always eloquent, could only utter helpless whimpers at this moment.

Then Xiao Wuyou looked coldly at his junior sister who was curled up in front of him.

"I......"

Without waiting for her to think, Xiao Wuyou pounced on her and took away her right to defend herself with a kiss, then punished her severely without any mercy.

Of course, he would not let the culprit of all this go.

As soon as the junior sister collapsed, he immediately grabbed the little witch and made her pay the price for what she had done tonight.

At first, Ye Qingmeng hummed with great enjoyment, but this time, Xiao Wuyou was serious, and before long, her voice became softer and even had a hint of crying.

The cloth strips that were originally tied also disappeared in the violent shaking.

"Oh, no, no, I'm going to die..."

"Brother Wuyou, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again next time..."

The punishment was declared over only when both girls were in tears, screaming at the top of their lungs, rolling their eyes, and were too weak to get up or even speak.

Chapter 20 But I like

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Xiao Wuyou, who successfully defended his dignity and punished the little goblins, soon fell asleep.

At this time, Ye Qingmeng, who had finally recovered, opened her eyelids and smiled hoarsely at Su Lanyu: "How is it? Exciting, right..."

Su Lanyu's face flushed and she couldn't make a sound. She could only nod weakly.

That’s right, when Ye Qingmeng meant ‘the same as us’, she didn’t mean that she liked to bully Xiao Wuyou.

What she meant was, 'We all wish to be severely bullied by Xiao Wuyou'.

However, such words would not sound nice to Xiao Wuyou.

As Ye Qingmeng expected, Xiao Wuyou, who couldn't keep his cool, satisfied them for a while.

Exciting enough.

But it was a bit too exciting.

Ye Qingmeng didn't expect that even though they were both so tired, Xiao Wuyou was still quite exhausted.

Until now, she just felt so weak that she couldn't even lift a finger.

In the last second before closing my eyes, a thought slowly emerged.

Next time, let’s invite everyone to join us.

The next day, Xiao Wuyou got up early, had breakfast with Yan'er and Momo, and practiced for a while.

It was not until after three o'clock in the morning that the two little goblins climbed out of bed limply and began to wash up, and then went with him to visit the young master.

After the lesson last time, the young master waited obediently this time and no one dared to disturb him.

I don't know when it was the first time I added new tea that the familiar figure of my disciple appeared in front of the door.

But when she saw the two girls behind Xiao Wuyou limping into the house with lazy looks on their faces, she was stunned for a while.

Even though the three of them hadn't spoken yet, Bei Ming Long Yue had already been deeply stimulated.

"You were too indulgent last night." Bei Ming Long Yue closed his eyes and shook his head slowly, unable to bear to look.

"It's okay." Xiao Wuyou replied calmly, secretly smiling.

The improvement in cultivation is indeed of great benefit. I had more than enough energy to deal with the two women last night.

To be honest, even if four people come together now, I'm afraid they still wouldn't be my match, right?

"Fortunately..." Bei Ming Long Yue glanced at them secretly again, then quickly looked away as if he was scalded.

She didn't understand what happened last night to make the two usually elegant and calm girls become so weak!

"Yes, not at all. I worked too hard last night. I feel sore and tired." Ye Qingmeng rubbed her waist and pretended to complain: "Senior Bei Ming, your disciple doesn't know how to feel sorry for a girl."

"I think yesterday was great..." Su Lanyu muttered softly.

In the lobby where you could hear a pin drop, the sound was even more piercing.

Su Lanyu blushed and quickly changed her words: "I mean, it was really hard last night."

These two guys!

Bei Ming Long Yue put down the cup and said coldly: "What does your matter with Wu You have to do with me?"

"It really doesn't matter, I'm just talking~" Ye Qingmeng shrugged, but there was something else in his eyes.

Bei Ming Long Yue glared at her dimly, but she felt a rush of anxiety as if her heart was seen through, causing her to feel confused.

But she quickly suppressed this restlessness in her heart.

"Xiao Wuyou's private affairs have nothing to do with me. You shouldn't talk about these with me."

"After all, I am not his Taoist partner."

After saying that, Bei Ming Long Yue hurriedly stood up and took Xiao Wu You's hand.

"Little Grandmaster?"

"It's time to go."

Before leaving, she heard a faint chuckle.

"Not yet."

Xiao Wuyou followed the little master to the outside of the Wangyue Pavilion.

Although he had just said he was leaving, the young master stopped and looked over.

There was no expression on that porcelain-white face as usual, but the eyes that should have been clear and bright were now covered with a faint layer of cloud.

"Do you like that kind of girl so much?"

"Which one?"

"The type of Su Lanyu and Ye Qingmeng." The young master paused.

"One, I like it generally." Xiao Wuyou said guiltily.

But the young master seemed to have misunderstood something, his eyes became colder, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then why were you so indulgent last night?"

After these words were spoken, Xiao Wuyou was speechless.

"Whatever."

The young master withdrew his gaze. Just when Xiao Wuyou was wondering why the young master let him go, he saw that the petite figure suddenly became taller.

The face of the silver-haired fairy was still cold, but there was a hint of coldness between her brows. Her slender figure was not plump, but well-proportioned and beautiful.

The originally loose lining of the sword robe now barely covers the thighs, but it cannot hide the vivid and snowy skin.

Xiao Wuyou took another look.

"What are you looking at? I am your grandmaster." Bei Ming Long Yue raised her little feet in white socks and stepped over.

It didn't hurt, but in order not to make the young master angry, Xiao Wuyou smiled and said, "Because the young master is really good-looking."

"Prettier than your fellow Taoists?"

Xiao Wuyou shut up instantly.

There is no answer to this question. Silence is the best option.

Fortunately, the young master didn't intend to force for the answer.

"Let's go."

Xiao Wuyou was about to go up and hold hands, but he saw the young master took out a magic sword and stepped on it.

"Yu Jianzou, you come up." There was a sense of insistence in the cold voice.

Only cultivators below the level of Spirit Transformation need to rely on magic weapons to fly. With Junior Grandmaster's cultivation level, even if he moves at full speed, I'm afraid that this spiritual sword will be blown up by the spiritual power.

But Xiao Wuyou knew that the other party was in a bad mood, so he dared not refute and could only step on the spirit sword honestly.