Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

The back mountain of Xuejiang Peak.

Not long after landing, I saw a familiar figure sitting shirtless under the waterfall.

The waterfall's flow is rapid, splashing up a mist that spreads far and wide. Water droplets roll down its surface, every line exuding power.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, firm abdomen, V-line hidden in the water curtain, smooth and distinct arm muscle lines, not bulky and muscular, but lean, tight and full of power.

In 12 years, Xiao Wuli has shed his childishness, his features have become more defined and clear, his skin is fair and cool, and his nose is high and straight, making him incredibly handsome.

Chi Buwan stood by the waterfall and river, looking at those familiar eyes and brows, his fingertips pausing slightly.

He recognized him at a glance.

This is his wife.

After a long while, Xiao Wuli, who was under the waterfall, slowly opened his eyes. As if sensing something, he met those gentle peach blossom eyes. Instantly, dark turmoil surged in his deep black eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have become a different person.

The old man standing to the side: ?

The old man rubbed his eyes, looking at Xiao Wuli, who had been earnestly asking him how to cultivate a moment ago, but was now exuding a profound divine aura the next. When he let go of Xiao Wuli's hand, he saw the nervous and shy Xiao Wuli.

The old man blinked hard and looked again. Xiao Wuli's expression changed from nervous and shy to serious and composed.

Old man: ?

Upon seeing his master, Xiao Wuli immediately wanted to acknowledge him as his master, but...

Recalling how his master treated him gently when his memories were not yet fully awakened, he pursed his lips.

Master must have recognized him, which is why he was so kind to him when he had no memory of him.

definitely is.

...Will Master recognize me?

Xiao Wuli curled his fingers, his long eyelashes fluttered, and then he got up and walked out of the waterfall. After putting on his clothes, he walked to his master and bowed respectfully.

"Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught sight of a bowl of medicine out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, he asked in a daze, "Master, is this for me to drink?"

He paused for a moment, not too late.

He had already recognized that Xiao Wuli was fully awake at a glance, and when Xiao Wuli saw him just now, the light in his eyes was almost like laser beams.

Although she didn't know why Xiao Wuli was pretending not to be awake, she still nodded in agreement.

"Um."

When 337 arrived, it saw this scene.

337:...........

Ultimately, he was a college student who hadn't experienced the harsh realities of society. Even after Luo Yiyi and the creature had tricked him like this, he still believed in Luo Yiyi's abilities as the number one medical saint in the cultivation world and its judgment.

Looking at its innocent and earnest host, the little dumpling suddenly felt its conscience being eaten away.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes to look at the bowl of medicine and pursed his lips.

The potion in Master's hand was made by merging and brewing Qingxuan Spirit Flower, Wangchen Immortal Grass and Su Nian Ice Flower. Their names seem plain and elegant, but when they are combined, they will cause the opposite of what is meant by extremes, bringing out the greatest desire in one's heart.

It's just desire.

Appetite, libido, sleepiness...

Once these needs are met, both physical and spiritual abilities will experience a significant boost.

Xiao Wuli softened his breathing.

Does Master know the effects of this medicine?

...I definitely don't know!

If Master knew, he wouldn't have given it to "him" to drink, unless Master knew that he was Xiao Wuli.

Xiao Wuli's fingers, which were hanging down beside his legs, curled up slightly.

Master must also know that he is Xiao Wuli, because Master has said many times before that he will recognize him no matter what he looks like.

Master also said that he loved him the most, and only him. Xiao Wuli didn't love anyone else.

Xiao Wuli took a light breath, trying to compose himself, but in front of his master, his lips unconsciously pursed.

"It's just a health-enhancing elixir." His master explained softly in his ear. He paused, and after understanding, the gloom between his brows vanished instantly.

Xiao Wuli raised his head, the glint in his eyes flickering and shimmering.

Chi Buwan paused for a moment before speaking, finishing the rest of her sentence: "If you don't want to drink, then don't."

Although Luo Yiyi is a medical saint, the medicines she takes out for them to try are all good medicines, but the specific effects are unclear, and it would be bad if there were any side effects.

But the medicine can't be dispensed.

Chi Buwan raised his hand to drink it himself, but his wrist was stopped by a large hand. The next second, Xiao Wuli took the medicine from his palm and drank it.

It's never too late to look up.

Xiao Wuli is now 19 years old, but he is already 190 cm tall. Therefore, from his perspective, all you can see is Xiao Wuli's smooth jawline and his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He finished the medicine in no time, and Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes to meet his gaze.

Just as Chi Buwan was about to raise her hand to pat his head and praise him for being good, she suddenly stopped.

!

and many more!

Chi Buwan stared at Xiao Wuli's deep, dark eyes and froze.

That look in his eyes... I know him well!

No?

Chi Buwan took the bowl of medicine soup and sniffed it.

A refreshing scent wafted over, leaving me feeling cool and comfortable all over, but...

Chi Buwan reached out and grasped Xiao Wuli's wrist; it was burning hot, an unusually high temperature.

Is it too late?............

"Master..."

A hoarse, deep voice came from above. Chi Buwan breathed heavily, slowly raising his head to look at Xiao Wuli, whose thin lips were slightly moving as he looked at him.

"...Who is this disciple?" Xiao Wuli took half a step forward, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, a head taller than him, almost embedding him in his arms, but his voice was aggrieved and pitiful.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chi Buwan answered, "Xiao Wuli."

My wife.

To Xiao Wuli's surprise, the answer did not satisfy him. He took another step closer, bent down and got even closer, their breaths mingling.

Despite the overwhelming physical contrast, Xiao Wuli's even more pitiful and aggrieved voice broke the silence.

"Which Xiao Wuli?"

Chi Buwan realized what was happening, chuckled softly upon hearing this, reached out and cupped his face, gently rubbing it, and said, "I thought you were going to pretend you didn't know me in this world."

The old man standing to the side: ?

Xiao Wuli felt even more aggrieved, but the weight in his heart was lifted. He buried his head in the neck of his master and said, "Disciple knew that Master recognized disciple."

"Yes, I recognized you immediately." Chi Buwan could easily come up with words to make him happy. He said, "I told you, I can recognize you no matter what you look like."

As soon as he finished speaking, even though he couldn't see Xiao Wuli's face, he could sense the excitement and joy emanating from him.

Xiao Wuli rubbed his cheek against her neck, and Chi Buwan's eyebrows curved into a smile, revealing a hint of laughter in her eyes.

"Master, I am in pain."

Xiao Wuli's deep, magnetic voice rang in my ears, and the heat swirled around my ear tips before finally penetrating my eardrums. It traveled along my nerves to my limbs and bones, sending waves of tingling sensations that seeped into my blood.

Is it too late?............

Luo Yiyi.

If he tries to use drugs on her again, he will no longer be surnamed Chi.

There's also 337 who tricked him into believing it was a health tonic.

Chi Buwan slightly turned his head, looking precisely at 337 who was sneaking away.

A chill ran down 337’s spine, and he abruptly stood up straight, disappearing in the blink of an eye as if his feet were greased.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. As always, Xiao Wuli did not move without permission, but secretly kissed his neck and breathed heavily. His chest rose and fell against him, and his heat was transmitted to him.

Chi Buwan closed his eyes and said, "Don't leave any trace."

Xiao Wuli tightened his arms around his waist, rubbing his cheek against the faint mark left by the light bite on his neck. Inhaling the unique fragrance emanating from his master, his breathing became erratic, but he obediently answered, "Mmm."

Having received permission, Xiao Wuli reached out, lightly traced a line in the air with his fingertips, tore open the ring, dropped it, and carried the person back to the bedroom.

The old man left behind: ?

Old man:............

What kind of start is this?

.

Chi Buwan was more eloquent than anyone else, but when she was actually pinned down on the bed by Xiao Wuli, who was 19 years old, she was a little embarrassed.

Although it wasn't the first time she had sex with Xiao Wuli, it was the first time she had sex with a 19-year-old Xiao Wuli.

I feel a sense of guilt.

So when Xiao Wuli lowered his head to kiss him, he subconsciously turned his head to the side to avoid it.

When he came to his senses and looked back, Xiao Wuli's blinking black eyes were already filled with tears.

"Don't cry, be good." Chi Buwan quickly reached out to wipe his tears and comfort him, "I'm just a little unaccustomed to it, after all, you're still young..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Wuli misunderstood his meaning. His pitiful black eyes paused for a moment, and then he quickly straightened up from him, anxiously explaining, "This disciple was not young at all at this age."

As he spoke, he took off his clothes, and the familiar telephone pole appeared in front of him.

Is it too late?:...........

Feed...

I'm too tired to even comment.

Is this what he meant?

Furthermore, even if that's what he was saying, he didn't have to be so unrestrained, did he?

During the silence, Xiao Dali transformed into Xiao Da Da Da Li, as if still trying to prove something to him.

"Alright." Chi Buwan pressed her fingertip against his abdomen, speaking helplessly, "I was referring to age, you..."

"At my age, I was already thinking of Master." Xiao Wuli blurted out, afraid of being rejected. After he finished speaking, he realized what he had said, and instantly, his whole body turned red.

Is it too late?

Chi Buwan rubbed his ears.

What did he hear?

"Only...only once." Xiao Wuli had never been so nervous. His dark eyes looked at his master, whose beautiful features were stunned, and he hurriedly explained, "Later, because I felt that doing so would be disrespectful to you, Master, I never did it again."

After saying this, his brows furrowed in regret. Realizing he couldn't explain himself clearly, he kowtowed, his forehead striking the bed, "This disciple knows his mistake!"

After a while, he came to his senses and looked at Xiao Wuli's trembling and slightly tucked shoulder blades. The shock in his heart gradually faded.

If his past self knew this, he would have felt like the sky was falling and the world was ending. But if his present self knew this, he would only feel...

normal.

Anyone who has read "Rebellion Against the Heavens" knows how much Xiao Wuli desires, and as the one who was raped, he understands it even more clearly.

During the day, Xiao Wuli would look at him with bright, innocent black eyes filled with adoration, but at night, he would become a completely different person, eating quickly, voraciously, and hastily, his dark eyes deep, unfathomable, and filled with intense desire.

He eats every night, but every time he gets into bed, it's like he hasn't eaten at all.

Chi Buwan reached out and helped him up, lifting his chin. Looking at his face, redder than a freshly cooked shrimp, and his evasive gaze, she asked, "What are you thinking about your teacher doing?"

Xiao Wuli's phoenix eyes widened, the dark mole at the corner of his eye turning red, and he stammered even more, "Brother... this disciple wants to think... is..."

Chi Buwan was so cute that she burst out laughing.

Xiao Wuli paused, looking at the smile in his peach blossom eyes, as if bewitched.

Chi Buwan's smile faded slightly, but the corners of his mouth still turned up. He said, "I'm very curious, but you seem unwilling to tell me."

"This disciple can speak!" Xiao Wuli hurriedly revealed his true feelings, "This disciple is thinking of Master..."

However, he was interrupted by Chi Buwan's voice.

"If you're not willing to talk about it, are you willing to do it?"

Xiao Wuli's voice stopped abruptly.

After speaking, Chi Buwan tilted her head slightly, looking at Xiao Wuli who was stunned in front of her, with a gentle smile in her eyes.

My wife is so much funnier; she's so well-behaved and has such adorable reactions.

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips.

Chi Buwan, who had been his Daoist partner for over ten years, naturally understood what he meant, so he responded in agreement, "Hmm?"

Xiao Wuli lowered his head, hiding the excitement in his phoenix eyes, and gently shook his head.

Chi Buwan's teasing interest hadn't faded, and he asked knowingly, "Don't you want to make it?"

"I'm willing!" Xiao Wuli suddenly looked up and answered faster than ever before. The next second, he realized that his reaction was a bit too intense, so he lowered his head again and whispered, "This disciple is unwilling to say."

He'll be irresistibly cute sooner or later.

My wife is still adorable after more than ten years, but unfortunately, no one understands her.

When he told Xie Hanfeng that Xiao Wuli was cute, Xie Hanfeng would look at him with a "Are you sick?" look; when he told 337 that Xiao Wuli was cute, 337 would look at him with a "Whatever makes the host happy" look; when he told Liu Yuye, Liu Yuye would look at him with a "Are you crazy?" look.

Chi Buwan looked at Xiao Wuli, who was hiding his emotions with his head down, but whose inner thoughts were all revealed, and reaffirmed her point of view.

Xiao Wuli is the cutest person in the world.

"Come." The word came out late at night, a simple word that seemed to be a secret code between the two of them.

Xiao Wuli approached with his head down.

Seeing this, Chi Buwan nodded slightly and feigned ignorance, saying, "So you only wanted to get closer to your master? Then why are you embarrassed?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Wuli pounced on him and pinned him to the ground, like a large dog had pounced on him, kissing his cheeks several times.

Chi Buwan couldn't help but laugh again, her eyebrows curving into crescent moons.

With that smile, her peach blossom eyes radiated tenderness, the coolness in her brows and eyes dissipated, and her gentleness made one's heart tremble.

As Xiao Wuli watched, his already disordered breathing became even heavier and more rapid, involuntarily reminding one of a wild beast with red eyes, crouching as if it would swallow its prey whole at any moment.

He struggled to suppress his emotions, staring intently at his master in his arms, his voice pitiful and pleading, "Master, please don't bewitch your disciple anymore, or else..."

He was not easily tempted; his master standing in front of him was a great temptation, let alone such a sophisticated seduction as this.

If his master continues to tempt him, he fears he will lose control of himself.

Not realizing that he was about to experience the ultimate pleasure, Chi Buwan raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this and said, "Otherwise what? Can't stop?"

Xiao Wuli's knuckles tightened, turning white, and his dark eyes became even more profound.

Chi Buwan's peach blossom eyes closed slightly, revealing a faint, sexy mole on her eyelid. Her rosy lips opened and closed, and she said fearlessly, "When have I ever been afraid?"