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

The two of them landed on the second-floor balcony one after another, and returned to Bei Ming Long Yue's boudoir dragging their wet clothes.

Facts have proved that Xiao Wuyou has underestimated his own master.

The silver-haired fairy turned around leisurely, opened her slender arms, stretched out her delicate body like a snow lotus emerging from water in front of Xiao Wuyou, and said calmly: "Help me change my clothes."

Xiao Wuyou's breathing choked and he died instantly.

The young master's already thin dress was soaked by water. Now it has an adult body shape. From top to bottom, her exquisite snow-capped peaks, soft belly, slender legs, and icy skin are faintly visible under the transparent water.

From the beginning he didn't know where to put his eyes.

A peerless fairy, and also the one you love, who can resist this?

If he were asked to change the other person's clothes himself, he would probably end up losing the need to change clothes halfway through.

Xiao Wuyou wiped his sweat and said, "Little Grandmaster, why don't you just use your spiritual power to evaporate the water?"

"......" Bei Ming Long Yue was stunned, and then he realized awkwardly that his excuse was too poor.

But this did not stop her from continuing to look stern and said coldly: "You don't want to change?"

"You are willing to accompany them to do this and that, but you are not willing to change clothes for me?"

This is what it's like to get angry out of shame.

Bei Ming Long Yue approached Xiao Wu You, and along with her dissatisfied words, there was a cold gleam of sword intent in her eyes.

Xiao Wuyou blushed and turned his eyes away from the wet fairy, whispering: "Mainly..."

"I am afraid that I will lose control halfway through the change and be disrespectful to my master."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bei Ming Long Yue froze in place for a moment, his momentum gone, and his originally sharp eyes slightly shifted away.

"...Tonight we will practice together. No, we must not indulge in debauchery."

Xiao Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, I had already broken my rules with the little witch before, and if I repeated the same mistake with my young master, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on at night.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the young master turned around and said seriously: "If you really can't control yourself, I will punish you."

"As a monk, you should cultivate your character and overcome your desires. How can you succumb to temptation?"

"But......."

Looking at the vaguely visible snow-white jade rabbit of his junior master, Xiao Wuyou fell into deep thought.

Perhaps, what the young master said is right.

I am a cultivator who wants to compete with the Heavenly Dao, how can I not be able to overcome even this little desire?

Xiao Wuyou swallowed his saliva, and a burning feeling appeared in his eyes.

This is an opportunity.

An opportunity to train your mind!

"My young master is teaching me, I will change your clothes for you right now!"

"Yeah!" Bei Ming Long Yue nodded.

Water droplets dripped from the long silver hair, and the breathing of the two people gradually became heavier in the empty room.

Neither the master nor the disciple would admit their lame excuses.

But they are all expressing their true feelings honestly.

Xiao Wuyou found a warm and dry towel, and first gently brushed it across the wet hair, then across the swan-like, thin and white neck.

Afterwards, the young master slowly untied her corset, and the sword robe fell down along with her dress, leaving only a thin layer of suspenders lining to cover the girl's graceful curves.

Xiao Wuyou started from his fingertips and continued to wipe the cold skin.

The young master closed his eyes in enjoyment, feeling the warm towel sliding over his arms from his fingertips, and even his breathing became softer.

Just when it slid across her armpits, she couldn't help but let out a shameful moan.

"Hmm~!"

Xiao Wuyou was startled and dared not move anymore.

When I looked up, I saw that the young master's face was already flushed, just like the moon reflected in the sunset, and her eyes were slightly rippling, telling of the fairy's passion/desire.

"Yes, or should we just forget it?" Xiao Wuyou looked away, afraid that he would be moved if he met her gaze again.

The young master sat on the bed, crossed her long beautiful legs in front of him, and slightly lifted up her slender bare feet that were still covered with crystals.

"continue."

Chapter 77: Senior Bei Ming is playing such a big game?

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If he continued, Xiao Wuyou seriously doubted whether he could control himself.

Let’s not talk about the impact on dual cultivation. When Yan’er and the others come back and find out what’s going on between me and the Junior Grandmaster, no matter how good-tempered they are, they’ll be jealous.

"Okay, we're working ourselves to death outside, and you're having fun inside, right?!"

Xiao Wuyou took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said solemnly: "Little Master, please forgive me for my incompetence. I can't..."

"This is just cultivating my character." There was no trace of emotion in the young master's indifferent voice.

"But it's too difficult." Xiao Wuyou glanced at the snow-white skin and felt extremely painful.

"As a monk, you must move forward despite difficulties!"

"I can maintain my true heart, why can't you?"

The master's cold voice startled Xiao Wuyou.

Yes, if the junior master can hold it back, why can’t I?

If I admit defeat at this time, wouldn't it seem that I am inferior to my junior master?

The young master sat cross-legged with an expressionless face, his eyes slightly cold and a look of contempt already appeared in front of Xiao Wuyou!

"You are such a useless traitor. Do you really like my skin so much?"

Xiao Wuyou doesn't want to be looked down upon by the young master!

How could I, Xiao Wuyou, be a person who succumbs to the beauty of women? !

"Young Master is right! Disciple will continue now!"

Gathering his energy and focusing his mind again, Xiao Wuyou clenched his teeth, picked up the towel again, reached for the bare feet in front of him, and carefully wrapped them up.

A faint humming sounded in the air.

The little master's feet used to be small, but now as an adult, they are slightly slender and thin. Under the dripping water, they appear even more crystal clear, like exquisite crystals lost in the fairyland, beautiful like a flower and a dream, but the touch is so real, soft and cool that one can't let go of them.

If it were an ordinary opportunity, Xiao Wuyou would definitely enjoy it.

But now I am cultivating my character!

The good disciple Xiao Wuyou had no intention of disrespect at the moment, but wiped it carefully as if it were a work of art!

However, Bei Ming Long Yue's breathing became increasingly shaky.

Xiao Wuyou's focused gaze made the sword immortal unable to concentrate any longer.

Her beloved disciple and fellow Taoist was now half-kneeling at her feet, serving her so attentively. Bei Ming Longyue felt that the suppressed mood had been released, and she felt more comfortable than ever before.

First the sole of her foot, then the instep, the toes, and then all the way along her slender ankles, with a soft towel as warm as Xiao Wuyou's, slowly sliding between her legs.

Even when you ascend, it will not be as good as enjoying it now.

And this enjoyment became more and more intense as the towel moved upwards little by little, filling her emptiness.

Just as Bei Ming Long Yue closed her eyes comfortably and immersed herself in the caress, the other party's actions suddenly stopped.

She opened her eyes in confusion, only to see Xiao Wuyou putting away the towel and saying proudly, "Little Master, it's over."

How could Xiao Wuyou not be proud?

This is his character!

This time, he wiped it as he was told, and he did not do anything inappropriate to the young master from beginning to end, and he completed the young master's test perfectly!

I guess the little master has a new respect for me this time?

Xiao Wuyou held his head high and chest out, happily waiting for the other party's praise.

"Well done." The young master nodded slightly.

Then he reached out and grasped his wrist.

"But the training is not over yet."

"What?" Xiao Wuyou was stunned.

"This time, it's my turn to help you wipe your body." The young master's words were filled with unquestionable determination.

"Ah? Wait, wait, I will use my spiritual power to dry it out!"

Before Xiao Wuyou could refuse, the silver-haired fairy pounced on him and pushed him to the ground.

"Young Master!" Seeing the other party riding directly on him, Xiao Wuyou screamed like a woman who was molested.

No, I held on with great difficulty!

"Young Master, if you continue like this, I can't help it......!"

Before he could utter any threatening words, lips as soft and cool as the moon pressed against his, completely silencing Xiao Wuyou's resistance.

After a while, the silver-haired fairy slowly stood up, exhaled a sweet breath, her eyes were frosty, her face was light red, and she said with shame: "I'm sorry."

"It's me, I can't help it..."

Xiao Wuyou is going crazy.

What happened to cultivating your character?!

How come the master is the first to fail when the disciple hasn't wavered yet?

I finally held on for once, but you made me lose so completely!

In fact, Xiao Wuyou also understood.

When you first experience sex, it's easy to get addicted to it.

Yan'er and the others all had their days of crazy demands, but when it came to the young master, she was so busy with affairs that Xiao Wuyou couldn't spend enough time with her.

But this is not the reason for you to be a disciple who rebels against your master? !

"Young Grandmaster, don't give up. We will be practicing dual cultivation in a little while!"

The disciple's cry awakened a bit of reason in Bei Ming Long Yue.

Only then did she realize what she was doing.

The question of whether to practice or not is just an excuse. It is obvious that she is just unsatisfied and is forcing others to do it!

No, no!

I'm not one of those little girls whose minds are full of love!

Even the disciple could hold back, so how could the master be worse than him?

Bei Ming Long Yue is still a sword immortal after all.

After some breathing adjustments, the restlessness in his heart suddenly subsided, his breathing gradually slowed down, and the trembling snow-capped peaks also calmed down.

But Xiao Wuyou had just breathed a sigh of relief when his face changed drastically.

This is...the scent of Yan'er and the others!

"Little Master, get up quickly! They are back!" Xiao Wuyou shouted anxiously while grabbing the big white legs that were riding on him.

The young master covered his chest, bit his lips, closed his eyes, and was fighting a final battle with reason. He could not hear Xiao Wuyou's words at all.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuyou had no choice but to use his unique skills.

If possible, Xiao Wuyou didn't want to use this trick and increase the other party's psychological burden, but he was about to be caught cheating and there was no time to hesitate.

"Little Grandmaster! I am your disciple!"

The young master has always been concerned about the master-disciple relationship, and this shout will awaken her ethical conscience!