There are always fairies plotting against me

Mu Qingyue turned her head to look at him: "Have you practiced?"

"I took some reference." Lu Jinan smiled and thought to himself, I won't practice the whole thing.

"What a pity." Mu Qingyue lowered her head slightly.

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "Then Senior Sister, I'll go this way."

"Um·-·

Mu Qingyue, with her back to Lu Jinan, had an excited smile on her lips, which was inconsistent with her cold temperament.

Lu Jinan came to the door of Qingyi Palace without thinking much about it. After washing himself, he went to see his master first. He pushed open the door of Qingyi Palace, stepped over the threshold and walked in. After changing his clothes, he opened the door and walked into the hot spring room while swinging a towel. Just as he closed the door, he suddenly heard a slight breathing sound and quickly turned his head to look.

By the window behind the screen, on the chair behind the table carefully crafted from golden nanmu, the xenon-argon mist outlines an alluring silhouette.

Just by looking at the plump and full outline, Lu Jinan knew that the person sitting on the chair and drinking was undoubtedly his master.

Lu Jinan subconsciously used a towel to cover the key: "Master, why are you drinking here?"

He calculated the time in his mind and thought that his master should have finished bathing and returned to the room by now.

"Can't I drink here?" Pei Wanyu asked lightly, "Or do you think I am in the way?"

"That's not the case..." Lu Jinan shook his head and asked tentatively, "It's just that my disciple wants to wash—"

"You saw it when you were a teacher, why are you still shy now?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jinan walked towards the hot spring without any worries.

He always follows the principle of 'whatever the Master gives, he dares'.

Looking at her obedient disciple soaking in the hot spring, Pei Wanyu raised her hand to remove the screen, her voice soft and charming.

"Wash it clean, and don't let me smell other people's scent."

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Chapter 126 "Please carry me back to my house~"

"Wash it clean, and don't let me smell other people's scent."

Sitting in the hot spring pool, Lu Jinan listened to his master's voice and knew that he would be able to eat fruit with his master, who still had charm, in his arms again.

So he turned sideways and wanted to tease his master, but when he saw his master's face after the screen was removed, his words got stuck in his throat.

Pei Suoyu, sitting in the main chair beside the table made of golden nanmu wood, faced Lu Jinan. Her dark, soft hair was slightly damp, and her expression was a little lazy as she folded her pair of slender, plump, and graceful thighs.

The curves are graceful, the tight and well-fitting calves are slightly raised, and the snow-white jade feet in a pair of black stockings are like raised jade lotuses. Under the thin black stockings, the neat jade toes dyed with red nail polish can be vaguely seen.

Just a pair of black silk legs, Lu Jinan couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His desire expanded and he opened up two Taoist palaces one by one. How could Feizhou suppress it in the last role-playing?

Pei Wanyu was very satisfied with the look in her eyes that seemed to want to devour her, but she did not rush to speak. She just sipped her wine and waited quietly for her disciple's gaze to sweep over other parts of her body.

"My teacher has more than just beautiful legs."

A smile flashed in Pei Suoyu's eyes. After drinking three cups of wine, she saw that the light of her good disciple began to move upwards.

Lu Jinan likes to look at legs very much - because the shape of a woman's legs can tell whether she has a good figure or not.

But there was no doubt about the Master's figure, because he had already seen it, but he still couldn't help but want to see it.

The allure of the Master, who has a charming, mature, and lingering charm, is too great.

Especially since Master is not wearing the purple yukata he usually wears today!

Pei Suoyu, who was sipping a little wine, was dressed casually. A thin black gauze ribbon was casually tied around her snake-like waist, binding the light silk gauze decorated with dark gold patterns.

The tulle had no cuffs and was draped over the shoulders by two very thin straps. As if unable to contain such a tolerant chest, faint red marks were faintly visible where the thin straps had slightly cut into the shoulders.

The swan-like long neck, delicate collarbone, and fair and delicate skin all bloom from the neckline.

Pei Wanyu leaned forward slightly, and the lush scenery like a pile of snow converged at the collar of her gauze, which could not cover up the deep shadow under the bright candlelight.

This is an extremely private black chiffon nightgown. It is not only extremely thin, but also only long enough to cover the pear-shaped buttocks.

The round thighs, the red marks from the socks, and the tight calves were almost all within Lu Jinan's sight, but Lu Jinan's gaze at the moment was focused on the seductive neckline of his master as she leaned forward.

Master is indeed worthy of being Master, he should really change his name to 'Yourong'."

Lu Jinan couldn't help but secrete a lot of saliva from his mouth, but he seemed to have forgotten to swallow, and just stared at his master's figure.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. In the mottled candlelight, the light gauze worn by his master seemed to be unable to see anything, yet he could see everything.

Lu Jinan's gaze became increasingly disrespectful towards his master.

Pei Wanyu flicked her black hair and gazed at Lu Jinan with her moist eyes, a hint of shyness in them: "Does it look good?"

"Well—grunt—look!"

Lu Jinan, who was almost choked by his saliva, quickly adjusted his mood and looked at Pei Suoyu's slightly red, soft and charming face.

He thought he was used to his master's charm and sexiness, but he was not at all.

I have no resistance to my master who has a mature and charming temperament.

Pei Wanyu looked at her good disciple who lost her composure in front of her for the first time, and she couldn't help feeling happy with satisfaction and pride in her heart.

"How can a hairless girl, a white-haired girl, compare to me?"

Pei Suohao leaned back in the chair slowly, her beautiful eyes twinkling as she deliberately crossed her legs slowly: "Master has learned about your performance from the report sent back to the clan. You are indeed worthy of being my good disciple."

Lu Jinan looked at her plump and well-proportioned legs in black stockings. The proportions of the master's long legs from hip to ankle, who was over 1.7 meters tall, were so perfect that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

But he couldn't look away, and his mouth kept talking: "Disciple has never embarrassed Master."

"Master knows." Pei Wanyu placed the wine cup on the table, lowered her crossed black silk legs, stood up and walked towards Lu Jinan step by step. The soles of her black silk feet dipped into the wet floor tiles, making a pleasant sound.

Looking at this scene, Lu Jinan felt that he should also bring out high heels.

Just look at Master's temperament, long legs, and black stockings—high heels can really increase attack speed and critical hits.

Pei Wanyu stopped, her legs less than ten centimeters away from Lu Jinan.

She looked down, then quietly stepped back a little, otherwise she would not be able to see her good disciple's face.

Lu Jinan didn't dare to look up - after all, he didn't dare to be presumptuous without his master's consent.

So he just looked at Pei Suoyu's calves wrapped in black silk stockings and asked softly, "So this is the reward my master gave me?"

Pei Wanyu's eyes flashed with a smile, deliberately teasing Lu Jinan's appetite: "No."

Lu Jinan subconsciously wanted to look up, but he restrained himself. He thought for a moment and said, "I think this is... This is the first time I've seen Master wearing clothes other than purple..."

Black also suits Master very well, it’s very beautiful.”

Listening to the praise from her good disciple, Pei Suoyu thought that it was worth it for her to hide her identity and go to the recently popular Yuejun Clothing Store in Jing'an City, and she actually found such a very indecent pajamas.

Although it was indecent and did not suit her style, she bought it anyway.

Because I think my good disciple will definitely like it - what's wrong with occasionally wearing such indecent clothes for my good disciple to see?

"So, my dear disciple is already satisfied with this reward?" Pei Suoyu asked with a smile.

Lu Jinan leaned sideways in the hot spring water, crossed his arms on the edge of the pool, rested his chin on his shoulder, and stared at his master's ten neatly trimmed toes, stained with red nail polish, beneath her black stockings. He admitted frankly, "I'm not satisfied. Master still owes me a watermelon."

"So greedy?"

As Pei Suoyu spoke, she moved two steps to the side and suddenly bent her knees and squatted down.

Lu Jinan's pupils shrank as he followed Pei Wanhao's jade feet, and his expression froze. Then he saw his master holding the edge of the pool with both hands, and her plump black silk legs stepped into the hot spring, covering her calves.

She sat by the pool.

Lu Jinan came back to his senses and raised his head to stare at Pei Wanyu's soft and charming face with rosy cheeks - although it was only a moment, how outstanding was the cultivator's eyesight and memory?

He called out in disbelief, "Master?"

Even though I had seen Master before sleeping in Huangyu Palace that night, it was not as clear as it was just now.

So at this moment Lu Jinan had a feeling of unreality. Is Master so good?

"I'm here." Pei Wanyu reached out and caressed Lu Jinan's cheek, suppressing the shyness in her heart and gently parted her red lips: "This is not a reward."

"What is that?" Lu Jinan asked curiously.

"I haven't seen you for nearly a month——"

Pei Wanyu said lightly, "Master just missed you."

The voice is soft, but the emotion is deep.

Lu Jinan stood up and moved in front of Pei Wanyu.

He bent down, placed his hands on either side of Pei Wanyu, and looked directly into her eyes: "I miss Master, too."

Pei Suoyu's eyes were slightly moist. She slowly raised her two flawless arms and hooked them around Lu Jinan's neck, breathing softly, "Actually, I don't want to wear something so strange because it doesn't suit my style.

Lu Jinan hummed, and said softly, "Master, you are dignified, and I understand the difference between 'charming' and 'slutty'. But Master, you act like this occasionally, and I don't mind."

"Disciple feels that this way I can better understand Master and become closer to him."

Pei Wanyu pursed her red lips and said, "Really, you don't hate it?"

"Master, do you need my proof?"

Pei Wanyu lowered her eyes slightly and nodded gently: "Yes."

"Master." Lu Jinan called softly.

Pei Wanyu raised her head: "Hmm? Hmm!?"

Lu Jinan leaned over and kissed Pei Suoyu's seductive red lips.

Pei Wanyu's eyes widened instantly, and her hands hooked on Lu Jinan's neck tightened subconsciously. Her knees submerged in the water lifted up subconsciously, but after a pause, she lowered them again.

Lu Jinan, noticing the change in his master's tense body, released Pei Suoyu's lips, his eyes burning with anger: "Master, are you not satisfied with the way your disciple proved himself?"

Pei Wanyu's eyes wandered, feigning embarrassment to hide her inner shame. "How dare you be so presumptuous? Who told you to be so frivolous to your teacher? So disobedient!?"

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "Didn't Master tell me before that 'sometimes you can try to be naughty'?"

Have you forgotten?

Pei Wanyu's red lips moved: "That's not you either—"

"Is Master annoying?" Lu Jinan interrupted her and asked.

"Not really—" Pei Suoyu was mainly surprised. She didn't expect that her good disciple would dare to kiss her. She thought they were just eating watermelon, but she didn't expect—

"I'm glad you don't hate me." Lu Jinan interrupted Pei Wanyu again and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Master, how about letting me be a 'rebel disciple' for a little while tonight?"

Hearing the voice of her good disciple, Pei Suoyu's heart trembled. The word "rebel disciple" made her inexplicably feel relieved.

Isn't your purpose to make your good disciple become a traitor?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but pinch the back of Lu Jinan's neck with her fingers. After calming her breathing, she smiled and asked, "You only dared to ask for it if I didn't give it to you before?"

"So, I decided to be a traitor tonight." Lu Jinan's breathing quickened slightly. "Who made you so beautiful tonight, Master?"

"Strange Master?"

"I dare not." Lu Jinan gradually approached her: "Master, are you willing for your disciple to be a traitor tonight?"

Pei Wanyu tilted her head, looking adorably thoughtful. "How far do you want to go?"

As she spoke, her two black silk jade feet, submerged in the water, rubbed Lu Jinan's calves and moved up to his knees. "Tell me, Master is listening."

Lu Jinan continued to support himself on the floor tiles with one hand, and stroked Pei Suoyu's waist with the other hand: "I want to kiss Master a few more times."

Pei Suoyu looked at his disciple's aggressive self-expression, and his breathing seemed to become a little faster.

She continued to hold Lu Jinan's neck with one hand, and stroked his cheek with the other hand, saying softly, "Kiss me."

Lu Jinan kissed her obediently.

In Cuiqingju, candlelight flickers.

Xiao Yinruo, who was sitting on the stool, frowned and looked absentmindedly at the Nanzhi tree outside the window: "Speak slowly,

Please tell me more about the 'Emperor of the Sky', including the soul fragment of Xueshan."

At this moment, the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace, who appeared cold and serious on the surface, felt quite helpless in his heart.

I was actually helping my friend delay Nanzhi so that she wouldn't look for Lu Jinan, and then making it easier for the master and disciple to do something secretly.

Looking at Nanzhi who was recalling her experiences in the cave more seriously, Xiao Yinruo felt even more guilty.