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

I'm worried it might be too late.

Her peach blossom eyes, brimming with moisture, became unfocused. Her long, slender, white fingers curled up, the pads of her fingers gripping the bed sheet turning white, while the tips remained pink.

He was held tightly by Xiao Wuli, as if he were being embraced into his flesh and blood.

No sooner or later, her long eyelashes became wet, and physiological tears slid down from the corners of her eyes as she gently bit her back teeth.

TMD!

It's going to break.

Warm and soft touches his temples, and the tears that slid down his face were kissed away by Xiao Wuli. Then his lips were kissed, and the wet, soft touch invaded his mouth, hooking his tongue and sucking it in for a deep kiss.

Chi Buwan placed her hands on his shoulders, the heat from his skin spreading from his fingertips, making him subconsciously lift his fingertips. But Xiao Wuli suddenly pressed down on him, his fingers unconsciously tightening. His weak arms tried to push away the mountain on top of him, but it was in vain.

dying.

I'm really scared that it's too late.

One shouldn't be too arrogant, or one will end up like him, getting a beating.

"Don't leave..."

The words of begging for mercy were on the tip of his tongue when his voice shattered instantly. A tingling current of electricity coursed up his spine. Chi Buwan frowned, bent over, and bit his lower lip to suppress the words that almost escaped from his lips.

Depend on...

Are you crazy?

Xiao Wuli pressed herself against his chest, her chin gently resting on his neck, her hot breath falling on his skin, her strong arms holding him tightly.

"Master..."

Xiao Wuli called his name softly, turned her head slightly, and pressed her cheek against his neck, like a pair of mandarin ducks entwined, tender and affectionate, yet desperately clinging together, unable to distinguish who could not live without whom.

Xiao Wuli, panting heavily, slowly came to his senses.

The next second, he hurriedly propped himself up, and his gaze towards his master froze for a moment.

Master lay flat on the soft couch, his black hair spread out on the jade pillow, which made his fair skin appear even whiter. His peach blossom eyes, which usually gazed at him gently, were now half-open, glistening with water, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with red, like rouge spreading, hazy and beautiful. The light mole on his eyelid trembled, alluring yet unnoticed.

Her delicate neck tilted slightly back, her exquisite collarbone rising and falling with her heavy breathing, and her smooth skin flushed a light red.

Xiao Wuli's dark eyes suddenly darkened, and his breathing became erratic.

It's not too late for me to finally recover: ?

No!

Xiao Dali, can you please stop changing?

But Xiao Wuli could not hear his inner thoughts.

Xiao Wuli stared blankly, his Adam's apple bobbing. After a long while, he lowered his head and kissed those reddened lips again, caressing them gently and earnestly.

Long, long ago, he had imagined holding his master beneath him like this, his voice broken and his peach blossom eyes filled with tears, red at the corners, yet full of love as he looked at him, his pupils reflecting only his image.

It was as if he were the only person in the world.

Just like him, in this world, there is only his master.

.

It's never too late to make a vow.

If he ever utters any earth-shattering, soul-stirring words again, he will cut out his tongue and become mute.

"When have I ever been afraid?"

Hehehe....

Sitting on the soft couch, supporting his back, Chi Buwan's lips twitched.

Would he die if he didn't show off?

Deep down, I was terrified, but I just had to say those things.

Is everything alright now?

Did he learn to behave after being severely beaten several times?

late!

It was attacked from the front, from the back, while being hugged, while sitting, while lying down, while standing... it was completely devoured, inside and out.

Depend on!

She struggled to get out of bed, her legs weak, but thankfully she managed to call out her servant, which prevented her from falling.

When 337 emerged from the system space, it saw its host trembling as he leaned on a cane... and with his long arm, walked to the tea table, raising his trembling arm to pour himself some water.

it:..........

I forgot to remind the host that in this world, their bodies are in their initial state, at the late stage of Dao Integration and the mid stage of Qi Refining. Although Xiao Wuli has become the Soul Killer God, he has entered another dimension and can at most rely on the power of this god.

However, there are limitations; it can only be done once a month.

[Damn! Why does it hurt so much?]

As it approached its host, the little dumpling heard the host's inner turmoil. Already feeling guilty, it endured for two seconds before finally choosing to speak up and tell the host the truth.

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

337 stood at ease, at attention, with his claws pressed tightly against his sides and his head bowed, not daring to move.

Is it too late? [Redeem with points.]

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tuanzi quickly exchanged for a pill and presented it with both hands.

After eating it late at night, the soreness that felt like being run over by a truck disappeared instantly.

It's not too late.

"Host, where is Xiao Wuli?" 337, unable to withstand the pressure from the host, asked tremblingly.

Looking around, he couldn't see him. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Xiao Wuli not to be by his side when the host woke up.

Is it too late?: [...Don't ask.]

He kicked me off the bed.

Who knew that this commotion would last so long, and before we knew it, the sect assembly was already here, yet Xiao Wuli was still saying "this is the last time" and "this is the last time" again.

Deceiving.

Those incredibly excited, lust-filled dark eyes clearly showed no intention of stopping.

He still chose to believe time and time again, and was severely punished several times.

So, for the very last time, to avoid disrupting the plot, he chose to close his eyes and not look at Xiao Wuli's tears, and then used all his strength to kick him off the bed.

At that time, Xiao Dali was still staring intently at him, showing no sign of stopping.

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

Today is the departure day for the Sect Tournament. If Xiao Wuli doesn't stop now, he will really miss the plot. If he misses this year's Sect Tournament, he will have to wait until next year.

He has plenty of time to wait, but...

His back is bad.

He never wanted to experience that feeling of being run over by a truck again.

The divine body is still the best; no matter what position you do, you won't feel any soreness.

...As expected of Long Aotian, he possesses such bravery at the age of 19.

I almost got killed.

Chi Buwan took another sip of tea to calm himself down.

337 was a coward and didn't dare to provoke its host right now, but it couldn't resist its curiosity. So, it opened the screen and secretly peeked at where Xiao Wuli was. The next second, it saw a cold and gloomy face as he rode off to the sect meeting.

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

Xiao Wuli in the video seemed to sense something, and his gaze shifted over, startling 337 into immediately turning off the screen.

[Xiao Wuli seems to be in a bad mood.] 337 reminded him.

Chi Buwan paused, holding her teacup, and a question mark slowly appeared above her head.

Hey?

Was he kicked and injured?

He kicked Xiao Wuli just seconds before Xiao Wuli was about to do it again, and he felt a bit of pain when he suddenly kicked him.

Force is mutual; could he have really injured me?

Is it too late?!

He finished the last sip of tea in his cup, put it down, quickly got up, and went out to chase after the person.

337 left behind: ?