These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"boom!"

Then the door was kicked open.

Ran Xinxue was startled, and then she saw the young man appear at the door with steady steps and an upright posture.

He looked at himself calmly, with his usual calm pride.

In fact, the boy's pride and arrogance were not exactly hidden emotions, but many people who were not familiar with him thought that Wei Tu was a humble and low-key boy just because he saw his smile.

But in his previous life, he was already a half-step Immortal Emperor, and he was known as someone whose talent ranked among the top in recent years. How could he possibly have no pride at all?

It's just that I've gotten used to hiding my true emotions.

For example, when he saw the woman standing right in front of him, his initial surprise turned into intense anger.

"you……"

"Alright, enough with the 'you' and 'me' stuff, I have something to tell you."

But today, it seems this young man has no interest in playing with the woman who often opposes him and frequently acts recklessly.

He came in, turned around and closed the door, then sat down at the table in a very casual manner.

Then he picked up the tea that Ran Xinxue hadn't had a chance to drink yet and took a sip.

"...You didn't even bother to heat up the tea when it got cold. You're so lazy living alone."

Ran Xinxue was absolutely furious.

"Whether I'm lazy or not is none of your business! This tea isn't for you!"

Wei Tu looked at Ran Xinxue with amusement.

"If it's not for me, then who is it for? Is there someone else here?"

Ran Xinxue snorted coldly, then smiled seductively.

"Of course, I am the head of a sect, I have everything I want, and men are no problem for me!"

Wei Tu smiled and stroked the teacup in his hand.

"Judging from the sect leader's tone, there seem to be quite a few people here. They must be partying every night, right?"

Ran Xinxue squinted at Wei Tu, her breath becoming ambiguous, but it seemed not to arouse the boy's interest, but rather to provoke his anger.

There are some things she may not have done, but that doesn't mean she hasn't heard of them.

"Of course, sometimes it's not just one, but several together. How about it? Are you satisfied?"

Wei Tu smiled as he looked at the woman standing in front of him, leaning against the table.

With a provocative look on his face, Wei Tu knew perfectly well what the other party was doing and why he was saying all this.

This woman seems to have many schemes and tricks up her sleeve, and she always seems to like to use her little tricks.

However, what contradicts this is that her goals always seem quite naive.

For example, setting your own backyard on fire.

For example, letting yourself be simply angry.

Or it could simply be an explosion of possessiveness.

He smiled and then suddenly reached out.

His arm wrapped around Ran Xinxue's waist, but his large, thick hand pressed down on the woman's shapely, pert buttocks, which were quite prominent even when she was standing.

Ran Xinxue was brought directly to his face.

By the time the woman realized what was happening, she was already pressed against the boy's chest, standing right in his crotch.

This posture is very ambiguous, as if the man is actively seeking pleasure.

The young woman blushed and glared angrily at the handsome young man in front of her.

"What are you doing! Is this how you talk to people?"

She could even feel his hot, sweaty hands gripping her buttocks tightly...

That jerk can never get anything serious off his chest...

However, this stirred up strange emotions in Ran Xinxue's heart. No matter how strong, calm, or impeccable this boy appeared on the outside, he couldn't control his lecherous thoughts in front of her...

It was as if this had become something to be proud of.

Wei Tu raised her head, but what she saw was not the angry look in the other person's eyes, but her high, firm chest.

It was wrapped inside her dress.

It appears shrouded in mist and clouds, yet its beautiful shape seems to attract the hearts of every man who loves climbing.

Wei Tu has been immersed in this path for many years and can be considered a veteran in climbing it.

It naturally filters out some vulgar things; those ordinary beauties simply cannot attract this extremely excellent mountaineering enthusiast.

But every time I see Ran Xinxue, I inexplicably feel that although this woman is hateful, stupid, and has a lot of bad intentions, every inch of her seems to have infinite attraction.

She is a contradictory yet irresistible figure, and it is often these kinds of women who are most likely to bring disaster to the country and become the so-called femme fatale.

The woman pressed herself against her chest, even as she was extremely angry.

The boy laughed and said, "Why should we be so formal in our conversation? Besides, since our sect leader is so experienced, why is he blushing? Is it because I'm too special?"

Ran Xinxue sneered, "You? I'm just not interested in little brats like you! I want mature and strong men. A boy like you, hehe, isn't even enough to fill my teeth."

"Really?"

Wei Tu's hand suddenly tightened even more.

Her entire face seemed to be deeply embedded in her breasts.

This contact caused Ran Xinxue's breathing to become disordered instantly.

It wasn't that she was suffocating, but rather that the other person's hot breath seemed to penetrate the barriers of her clothes and reach her sensitive skin!

Ran Xinxue couldn't stand how this young man acted so capriciously, belittling himself whenever he wanted.

He reached out and tried to push Wei Tu's shoulder away slightly, then raised his arm and swung it at the other's cheek.

It seems like they're willing to leave their five-fingerprint on the other person's face without considering the consequences.

Clearly, Wei Tu wouldn't give this woman that opportunity.

He reached out and grabbed Ran Xinxue's hand, smiling as he looked at the woman.

"A servant should slap her master? What kind of logic is that?"

He was furious at the sight of the freshly fallen snow.

The other hand on the boy's shoulder suddenly tightened and wrapped its arms around his neck.

She pressed him tightly into her arms, right against her chest.

Hard.

Very hard!

Extremely hard!

They seemed to have forgotten about being shy, and they didn't care whether they were being taken advantage of.

"You like it here, don't you? Stick it all on! Stick it all on until you're suffocating, you bastard!"

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To think that one could suffocate a cultivator at the Dragon Slayer Realm would be wishful thinking.

But Wei Tu did indeed fully express his feelings.

I could indeed feel the woman's real figure, her delicate skin, and her perfect curves, as if sculpted by a master craftsman.

The snow-capped mountains are not just towering; they are resilient yet supple.

Moreover, when your head sinks deep into the hole and then leaves, it immediately returns to its original upright position.

Outrageous...

It's too ridiculous.

I can't breathe, I'm suffocating!

Having finally managed to break free, Wei Tu didn't hold back and decided to fight back.

Although he did enjoy it, this woman's mastery of self-deception was perfectly demonstrated in comforting herself.

Wei Tu wouldn't let this woman really think she had won.

There was absolutely no other meaning behind it; Wei Tu simply wanted to tell this woman that the only winner could be herself!

Wei Tu immediately stood up.

He grabbed the woman's soft waist and hugged her tightly. Some people have such slender waists that they feel like just a belt when you touch them.

Some people's waists aren't exaggeratedly slender, but they don't appear bulky or overweight; instead, they feel incredibly comfortable, soft, and delicate to the touch.

It seems to be able to be bent into any shape, bringing exaggerated curves, and satisfying all your imaginations and attempts at poses.

And clearly, Ran Xinxue agreed to the latter's conditions.

Her body was lithe, and although she seemed to have plenty of curves in all the right places, girls are such amazing creatures, always possessing characteristics that defy your imagination and defy common sense.

After picking up Ran Xinxue, Ran Xinxue, feeling weightless, instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around the boy's neck.

Before her legs could even move, Wei Tu lifted up the other person's pert buttocks.

It seemed to happen naturally, or perhaps Ran Xinxue herself didn't know why, but suddenly she felt she should do it...

So she seemed a little too natural, even too proactive, raising her legs as if she wanted to wrap her long, beautiful legs around Wei Tu's waist.

But soon, Wei Tu placed Ran Xinxue directly on the table.

Ran Xinxue seemed to want to sit down before taking any action to resist, but before the woman's thoughts could be conveyed to her body.