These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Master and disciple are still master and disciple after all..."

“But Master… I’m already stronger than you.”

Wei Tu smiled and said, his breath reaching her delicate earlobe. The heat made Lu Qingyan unsure of what expression to make and she kept dodging, but she just twisted her neck, as if she was resisting and welcoming in the man's arms.

"So what if I'm strong? I'm your master!!"

The woman said, barely able to contain herself, trying to maintain her last shred of clarity.

The boy's mischievous hand, already burning hot, was roaming over her waist.

Wei Tu gently approached her earlobe, his lips brushing against hers, each time eliciting a lovely reaction from the woman.

Yes, it's really cute, like a cat that's afraid of being touched but is hesitant because of its owner.

"Of course being strong is useful... So why don't you just stop being my master and become your master instead? I'll even help you train your body."

"This won't do...! You unfilial disciple...you're trying to betray your master and destroy your ancestors..."

Wei Tu pressed his entire body against the woman's delicate back.

This caused Lu Qingyan's body to unconsciously bend forward, yet she refused to adopt a submissive posture so easily, stubbornly remaining upright.

Wei Tu, however, seemed to have no such reservations, as if he truly intended to subdue the woman.

He then laughed and said, "Of course I'm disrespecting my master... but it's not about destroying the ancestral lineage. Why not, Master? That way, it becomes the master asking the disciple to do something, and you can't resist. Would you still have so much psychological burden?"

"Of course not... This, isn't this the same thing? What are you thinking? What kind of mess do you want to make of me for something like this... Ah!"

"Pfft!"

As Lu Qingyan was speaking, Wei Tu suddenly invaded her vital area. The sudden tight grip on her chest made the woman lose control of her body.

Lu Qingyan suddenly collapsed onto the floor, her body pressing down dramatically, while Wei Tu clung to her like a leech.

He pressed down on her back, firmly pinning the woman to the floor.

How shameful is this position? Just imagining her current position made Lu Qingyan blush and she couldn't help but struggle.

"What are you doing... Get up! What if someone sees this..."

"It's okay, no one will see."

Wei Tu said this, while unconsciously letting out some heavy breathing.

Pressing down on her back, the curves seemed even more pronounced, and most importantly, the woman's pert buttocks were so alluring, as if they could arouse all the purest desires in one's heart.

"This won't work either, you..."

"Master..."

Wei Tu lifted Lu Qingyan's hair from the side, revealing her rosy face.

Gently lower your head and kiss her cheek.

After being kissed like that, Lu Qingyan's already swaying body became even more unsteady.

As Wei Tu gradually increased his strength, Lu Qingyan's supporting hands also bent continuously.

Until she lay down on the floor, as if asleep.

But the blush on her face and that shameful posture could not prove that it was a sleep, nor could the man lying on her delicate body prove it.

It seems that this will only make things worse.

"No... I don't want this... Wei Tu... How could you treat your teacher like this..."

Lu Qingyan squinted her eyes. Although she twisted her body and struggled, she seemed unable to resist the boy's actions. All her struggles seemed to be an enticement that made the boy's desire rise even higher.

Lu Qingyan seemed not to understand such things at all. She only knew that this would make her feel better, and that she was at least shyly refusing, rather than shamelessly cozying up.

Wei Tu could only feel the woman's beauty.

A domineering, fiery kiss spread from her cheek to her ear, then down her neck and the back of her neck, tugging at her collar.

Inch by inch, it comes down, so smooth, so silky.

Lu Qingyan's tightly clenched fists only showed how fragile this woman had become under such 'torture'.

Her beautiful back was exaggeratedly arched, as if it could not bear the weight. The bony curves, complemented by the delicate skin, were simply exquisite.

Lu Qingyan, her body drenched in sweat, could no longer bear it. She suddenly rolled over and hugged Wei Tu, who was on top of her.

She held him tightly in her arms, unwilling to let him go any further, even though his clothes were disheveled.

She was breathing heavily, as if she was still unable to break free from that wonderful yet terrifying and tense feeling.

It wasn't until Wei Tu looked up at her face that she slowly climbed up.

He pressed down on her body, as if they were perfectly aligned.

This caused Lu Qingyan's eyes, which had finally cooled down a little, to become misty again.

"Don't do this..."

The woman spoke weakly and helplessly, which had no effect whatsoever in stopping them.

Wei Tu looked at her with a smile.

"Master is enjoying it very much."

"No way..." Lu Qingyan naturally refused to admit that the woman who had been twisting her body just now was herself.

How utterly unbearable were the barely audible moans emanating from her lips.

Wei Tu smiled, he just loved seeing Lu Qingyan like this.

Nervous and shy, yet stubbornly refusing to admit it, she clung tightly to her master's identity, but had completely lost any semblance of masterly dignity.

He can only do whatever he wants...

It's hard to say whether the physical enjoyment or the mental stimulation is more intense.

Wei Tu stepped forward and looked into her eyes.

She felt a little ashamed and wanted to reach out and push away Wei Tu's chest that was pressing against her.

The boy was even more audacious than she expected, directly pinning her hands to her sides with both of his.

It was as if the woman was firmly locked to the floor.

This allows me to appreciate her shyness and her flawless beauty without any restraint.

"No? I thought Master's voice was very nice just now, I want to hear it again."

"No...! Wei Tu, you've gone too far! How could you treat your master like this!"

"What kind of master needs his apprentice to help him train his body?"

Wei Tu retorted sharply.

Lu Qingyan was stunned, her face flushed red, "You were the one who forced me to do these things, you..."

"If someone can barely be considered a master by their apprentice, then they can hardly be called a master, right?"

"I am your master!!"

"Really? But I feel like I'm more of a mentor in these kinds of things... Look, I taught you all of this, like kissing, like how to be intimately entangled..."

"Who wants to learn this kind of thing! You're being too presumptuous...you..."

Lu Qingyan didn't know what to say at this moment. If she spoke too harshly, she was afraid of hurting the young man. If she spoke too lightly, it would be better not to say anything at all.

The woman, whose mindset was completely controlled by the boy, had no choice but to accept her fate.

For example, his slight rubbing and greedy kisses.

It whispered like a dream around my neck.

“Master… I just want to be unrestrained with you, extremely unrestrained… so that you will know how much I love you, so that you will feel that I will not lose you. Master… you are mine.”

"Well……"

102. Silently Entering the Night with the Wind

The woman in the bronze mirror possessed unimaginable beauty.

Her skin was delicate and fair, like a freshly peeled egg.

However, her fair cheeks were tinged with a rare blush, and her hair was disheveled, so she reached out and tied it up.

As the hairpin pierced through her glossy black hair, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror with some hesitation and slightly raised her head.

The woman bit her thin lips.

Because you can clearly see a clear, bright red hickey in that hidden corner where her chin connects to her neck.

The woman looked somewhat bewildered. The shyness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a faint, wistful melancholy.

There are some things I don't know how to do.

Or rather... there are some feelings I don't know how to face.

It's obvious who left these traces, but it's precisely because they're so clear that Lu Qingyan is confused.

What kind of person have I become...? And what did he leave behind...?

The boundary she ultimately didn't cross allowed her to experience feelings she had never known before, and to understand where a woman should find happiness and fulfillment...

It's not just about cultivation, the improvement of strength, the refinement of swordsmanship... but also about being touched and kissed by someone you love.

These things should be embarrassing to think about.

Looking back, he was just a teenager, or even a boy, walking in the wind and rain, his face full of hatred and confusion, is still so clear in my mind.

Now, he always appears before me, with a confident and gentle smile.

He was very handsome, more so than most women, with a face that could make many women on the mountain secretly fall in love with him.

But in the end, he was still his own disciple, and the barrier of their status seemed like an insurmountable mountain.

But the situation is always different from what I expect. He always says the same things, but as long as his voice is a little gentler, his actions are a little more domineering, and his decisions are a little more decisive, I feel like I have no reason to resist.

Because of his existence, she felt like a woman who knew nothing but cultivation.