There are always fairies plotting against me

When his thoughts became a little more focused, Lu Jinan, who was carefully observing his master's emotions, had another thought flash through his mind.

The ancient method that Master practiced seems to be useful.

Otherwise, how could the former master be so persistent?

That just now——

Lu Jinan reached out and gently stroked Pei Wanyu's cheek. As he looked at her increasingly charming eyes, he could feel her knees about to touch the ground.

He couldn't bear to let the cold, hard tiles hit his master.

So he pulled her into his arms while saying, "My disciple has learned how to taste wine."

Before she could calm down her breathing and respond, he could feel her body twisting gracefully like a water snake.

"How are you today~" Pei Wanhao murmured, and the last bit of rationality in his eyes seemed to be swallowed up by his drinking at this moment.

Because she was completely sure that her beloved disciple's psychological shadow on Lu Yunzhu was not that great.

In that case, there is no need to comfort him gently.

Pei Suoyu put her arms around the back of his neck, her voice soft as water, mixed with a hint of grievance and resentment: "You haven't touched me for almost a month.

Feeling his master's trembling and twisting waist, Lu Jinan swallowed all the extra words, threw the wine cup casually, then put all the empty plates on the table into the storage space and stood up.

He laid Pei Wanhao's mature, soft, and water-like body flat on the table. The moment he leaned over and pressed his lips against hers, their legs intertwined tenderly and passionately.

The coat hanging on her arm seemed to have become a tablecloth covering half of the stone table. This kind of charm, as if it was neither taken off nor taken off, was the most touching.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Pei Suoyu tilted her head slightly and wanted to kiss him again.

But Lu Jinan didn't just want to kiss.

He raised his right hand and gently hooked and stroked it, and the dark red shoulder straps on Pei Suoyu's shoulders became tighter, like guitar strings, which would be torn apart in the next second.

Lu Jinan was already attracted by the snow scene before him.

Master's skin is different from Senior Sister's cold white skin. It is as delicate as milk. Even at a close distance, no extra pores can be seen.

Looking at the beautiful master, Lu Jinan took out a handful of tasted wine, stroked along the master's round and slender thighs in black stockings, and then touched her slender and firm calves, massaging and rubbing them with extremely skillful techniques.

Especially on the inner thighs, knees and calves with smooth and slender lines, rub for a long time.

With the even application of fine wine, the pair of black silk legs appear even smoother and more translucent, like a work of art carved from crystal.

But the color of the skin that is faintly visible through the thin black silk is so vivid and charming that no sculpture can imitate it.

In order not to waste a drop of wine, Lu Jinan was extremely careful when massaging his legs, not missing any details.

Pei Suoyu clearly felt that the wine in his hands gave her an inexplicable feeling, causing her black silk legs to tremble slightly.

Inside the pavilion, the stove seemed to be burning hotter and hotter.

Pei Wanyu suddenly reached out and held Lu Jinan's wrist, with a hint of resentment and a hint of request in her eyes.

Lu Jinan looked at her, and in a moment, he lightly hooked his socks and took a step forward.

At this moment, Taichu Peak looks like a snowy slope with waves.

Unlike the charming whirlwind in the pavilion of Taichu Palace, Yunmeng Cliff seemed calmer than before in the wind and snow.

Snow, cold, stove and... bed,

Qiu Qingtang likes the customs of the human race, so at this moment she is sitting by the fireplace wrapped in a quilt, peeling the orange in her hand with her fingers.

"Why is it different from what I imagined?——"

Thinking of the innocent teasing she had done to Lu Jinan in the morning, Qiu Qingtang fell into self-doubt.

Originally, according to her thoughts, Lu Jinan would be at a loss as to what to do when she unintentionally teased him, but in the end, she was the one being teased instead.

Would he still be like this?

Qiu Qingtang didn't understand.

In her investigation, she found that the relationship between Lu Jinan and Zhu Nanzhi developed in a different order from normal relationships, so she thought, since Lu Jinan had no experience in this area, she might as well start from this aspect.

In the end, I was teased by him and ended up blushing!

Why is it different from what I expected?

The eldest brother of Wandao Sect does nothing but practice. Logically speaking, shouldn't he be a little slow in this aspect?

Qiu Qingtang turned her head to look at the small square table not far away. What was recorded on it was the information she had asked her subordinates to investigate the experiences of many Taoist couples in their interactions.

Then, she refined it and wrote it into a diary.

In her opinion, although Lu Jinan understands the awkwardness, he may not understand some sweet little details.

Because sex and love are two different things.

So Qiu Qingtang was a little confused. Could it be that Lu Jinan had peeked at her diary?

Otherwise, how could this happen?

But I always carry the diary with me, how could he have stolen it?

"How strange———" Qiu Qingtang sighed, peeled a slice of orange and put it into his mouth: "Xiao Li, do you think this is because I am too useless?"

The little fox lying beside him was dozing off. Upon hearing his master's voice, he quickly raised his head and tried to open his eyes wide, his voice still tinged with relief: "Master, you're not useless. In my opinion, Master Lu is just pretending."

"Pretending?"

Qiu Qingtang seemed to be lost in thought, and suddenly recalled the look of relief on Lu Jinan's face when he left Zhige Peak.

Pretending?

Hmm...it's very likely.

Qiu Qingtang stuffed oranges into her mouth while taking the diary and flipping through it. If Lu Jinan was pretending, then this diary that she had written with so much effort would still be very useful.

Besides, after spending so much time summarizing the knowledge, how can we let it go to waste if none of it is used?

"Which one should I use next time?"

Qiu Qingtang propped up his chin and thought. Xiaoli yawned and changed into a comfortable sleeping position. "Master, why do you insist on making him like you? Is it okay if he doesn't like you?"

"Not enough time." Qiu Qingtang picked up the red pen and circled the method he had used in his diary: "You go to sleep.

Qiu Qingtang bent her knees slightly and said, "Grandma, even if you can survive this winter, you may not be able to survive next winter."

Xiao Li asked dazedly, "What does this have to do with making Master Lu like her?"

Qiu Qingtang did not answer. Xiaoli, who was curled up by the stove, could not resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head was deaf.

Qiu Qingtang glanced at the little red fox and with a malicious look, he used a red pen to point a red dot in her heart. Then he stood up, sat down at the desk, and picked up a jade slip.

This is the jade slip sent back from Qingmiao Realm.

Because she had been trying to find out who leaked the letter she was sending to Qingmiao Palace in advance.

Looking at the same information in the jade slip, Qiu Qingtang frowned slightly.

She used the Pian'an Yiyu Trading Company to send the Digital Fox King to Qingmiao Territory, but ended up with nothing.

She even had her subordinates investigate every step of the way the letter was delivered, but no one, whether the messenger or the investigator, was harmed.

Unfortunately, the letter was delivered to Qingmiao Palace in advance but the messenger did not notice it in advance.

Let’s not talk about who did this, let’s just say why this guy knew what he wrote?

Calculate it?

Even Shangguan Qizhen doesn’t have such great ability, how can we calculate it?

Throwing the jade slip onto the table, Qiu Qingtang lifted his chin lightly: "Mr. Lu didn't doubt me at that time. Did he trust me so much——"

Qiu Qingtang murmured to himself, then suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly in silence: "I was just imagining things. His expression and tone at the time clearly showed that he had other suspects, so he believed me."

She pinched her thigh. There was no point in thinking about it now. After all, she no longer used that method.

After adjusting his mood, Qiu Qingtang reached out and took a shadow-catching stone from the side, which recorded the image of the cutting this morning.

Taking the brush from the pen holder, Qiu Qingtang recorded all the Taoist methods used by Elder Bai of Wandao Sect.

During these few days, Qiu Qingtang mainly collected the combat effectiveness of the previous generation of disciples of Wandao Sect.

Because these disciples have not shown their true strength to the world for a long time, it is necessary to collect this information in a timely manner and then select equally powerful opponents for these monks.

And the opponent comes from Qingqiu.

Amidst the howling wind and snow outside, Qiu Qingtang was concentrating without any sign of a lecherous fox. There was a hint of indifference between his eyebrows, just like the real 'Fox King of Qingqiu'.

After a long time, she put down the pen in her hand, put the sorted information into a paper tube, sealed it with Qingqiu's unique magic, stood up and walked out of the house.

Qiu Wenmei stood respectfully under the eaves outside the house and reached out to take the paper tube in her hand.

"While Sect Master Zheng and the others are away, we've made all the necessary arrangements for the Wan Dao Sect's upcoming Southern Great Realm Demon Suppression Campaign."

Qiu Qingtang said slowly: "Especially the Pure Fox Clan, take advantage of this opportunity to completely swallow them up."

Qiu Wenmei nodded and said, "What about the Wandao Sect's spies at the foot of Yunmeng Cliff? Although these spies have never gone up the mountain, they will definitely follow us if they come down."

Qiu Qingtang smiled slightly: "It's okay, remember not to do anything, after all, we——

But they are from the Fox Clan with a clean background."

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Chapter 309 "Is it delicious, my king?"

At a glance, in the wind and snow, the pavilion standing in its original place is like a lonely boat among the vast snow-capped mountains, and the muffled breathing,

The lingering and intertwined sounds seemed to be pressing down on the wind and snow, like waves hitting the rocks.

A wisp of hot mist rising from the stove enveloped Pei Wanyu's beautiful body, as if she had walked out of a fairyland. Her skin was fresh and hydrated, as smooth and shiny as a gem or jade, and so white that it was amazing.

Her thick, cloud-like hair was draped over her charming back like jet-black, shiny silk. The ends of her hair, which originally reached her hips, fell down from both sides of her shoulders and touched the stone table, not only covering her delicate figure, but also making the dark red shoulder straps look hazy.

The beautiful curves extend from the back to the hips, and the black stockings at the waist appear even more lustrous after being soaked in wine, especially the thin red marks left by the stockings.

But what attracted the most attention at this moment were the two snow-white, plump, smooth, slender and charming black silk legs that were kneeling on the stone bench, bent together.

At this moment, the extremely elegant calves swayed gently, and a pair of beautiful black silk snow-white feet were suspended in the air. The stockings were tightly attached to the soles of the feet, and the soft and red soles of the feet were faintly visible, making the beautiful feet look like dewy lotus petals after morning exercise.

The large-sleeved shirt used as a tablecloth was spread on the stone table, not only supporting Pei Wanyu's crossed arms, but also supporting the charm of the full moon.

Outside the pavilion, the wind blew the snow.

In the pavilion, Lu Jinan is the wind and Pei Wanyu is the snow.

Lu Jinan looked at the lustrous glow on his master's beautiful back. This was the luster brought by "wine". It felt smooth and lustrous to the touch and smelled rich and sweet.

So, Lu Jinan's hands touched her armpits and ribs.

Pei Wanyu doted on him even more. She bent her knees even more and moved her voluptuous and graceful body backward, so that her arms and thighs rested on the edge of the table, and her collarbone and waist were suspended in the air.

Lu Jinan naturally helped his master share the pressure.

"Master." Lu Jinan said softly, "Disciple apologizes for my thoughts just now."

"Hmm?" Pei Wanyu pointed at the large-sleeved shirt on the table with her red nail-dyed slender fingers, her voice slightly hoarse: "What?"

"The ancient method you practiced, which originated from a female immortal of the Hehuan Sect, is indeed useful."

Lu Jinan praised sincerely.

Listening to the praise from her beloved disciple, Pei Wanyu raised her head slightly with a charming look in her eyes.

Although she had abstained for more than a month, her mind had become clearer after half an hour.

So at this moment, he could respond to Lu Jinan with a proud tone: "Master..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Lu Jinan interrupted her slowly: "But, I only improved by two strokes."

As he spoke, Lu Jinan gently traced a word on Pei Wanyu's lower back with his index finger.

Pei Wanyu's desire to be proud was immediately dampened, and her tone became filled with resentment: "You, didn't lie to me, Master?

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