These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Can't your senior sister make you happy...?"

Wei Tu was taken aback, noticing the somewhat aggrieved tone in the other person's voice.

Look at the angle at which her cheek is raised.

Without hesitation, he leaned in and kissed her delicate lips.

Compared to her previous naiveté, this time Jiang Ying seemed to have concealed a flame within a block of ice.

She would gently extend her pink tongue like a kitten, adorning the boy's lips as if polishing a fine object.

Although she was trembling slightly, and although her nervousness was evident.

But that's precisely why.

Its delicate yet unwavering persistence is what makes it so irresistible.

She slightly twisted her body in front of her, the friction sensation was intense.

And the seemingly unconscious, soft moans emanating from her throat made Wei Tu unable to control herself.

The boy was panting heavily as moonlight filtered through the gaps in the maple leaves.

The drops landed on the tips of their noses, shining with a crystalline color, like two gemstones.

Wei Tu reached out and stroked her cheek.

A long kiss followed by separation. Looking into her slightly closed eyes, her expression, though dreamy, seemed to be one of voluntary surrender, a beauty beyond compare.

Wei Tu laughed.

"Nothing makes me happier than my senior sister."

She is always keenly aware of her own feelings; even if she appears to have no feelings, she is actually focusing more on herself.

The girl looked directly into Wei Tu's eyes.

Then he muttered to himself.

"But... Senior Sister is unhappy."

"why?"

He gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips; the delicate and smooth skin felt like discovering a peerless piece of jade.

Jiang Ying gently reached out and covered the back of Wei Tu's hand that was stroking her cheek.

Then he turned his palm over, turned his face slightly, and placed it in the boy's palm.

Wei Tu felt an indescribable sensation.

The temperature of my palms is rising, becoming increasingly warm and moist.

That tiny, slightly sliding touch felt like a kitten gently scratching at my heart.

Especially when she saw Jiang Ying's eyes slightly closed when she made that gesture.

That expression seemed to suggest enjoyment and indulgence.

It was as if she had obtained the most alluring fairy in the world.

It's not just that he learned it without a teacher... it's practically divine assistance.

I only opened a window for her, and the girl automatically opened a door.

In particular, this behavior brings the most intense sense of conquest to the teenager's mind.

"Senior sister... your hands are sweaty."

Wei Tu didn't realize that his voice had become hoarse.

The girl, who had slightly moved away from his palm, gazed at him with misty, watery eyes.

"It's alright... Junior Brother's cooking is very good..."

Whether it's for brevity or intentional, this only makes people more confused.

Wei Tu felt like he was about to explode.

At that moment, something even more unexpected happened to Wei Tu.

Jiang Ying, who was holding her hand, put her hand inside her slightly open collar.

It was warm and smooth, and after a while, Wei Tu seemed to have forgotten what it felt like.

Experiencing it again brings a delicate sensation that seems to make one's soul tremble.

Even without looking down, you can smell the rich fragrance.

You can see the moon when you look up, but this pale moon is not half as magnificent as hers.

Under the moonlight, besides the gentle breeze rustling through the maple forest, there were also faint sounds like a cat's soft meow.

Like weeping and lamenting.

A soft, melodious murmur.

"Senior sister... I'm actually a very, very bad person."

He was so bad that he couldn't even give a woman who had been with him for so long a proper status.

Only after she passed away did he realize what was happening.

The young girl standing before him now possessed a budding charm.

Although her expressions were still limited, her eyes and inner thoughts were far richer than anything she conveyed.

Jiang Ying's clothes were disheveled and her hair was all loose and messy.

She reached out and gently pressed her hand against her chest.

The area that the other person's palm is covering, but cannot completely cover.

"Senior sister doesn't know what's good or bad. She only knows that wherever junior brother is, senior sister will always be there, even in the underworld."

Wei Tu reached out with some reluctance and hugged her soft body.

He stroked the strands of hair behind her head, which were bathed in moonlight.

"Senior Sister Baobao, I'm so sorry."

Jiang Ying didn't know why he apologized... She felt that the biggest difference in this boy was that he had started to hide many secrets.

I wish I could help him share some of the burden.

That way, you won't see his slightly furrowed brow when he's lost in thought.

Although it looks good no matter what, it will make my heart ache.

Speak softly, until the dark clouds obscure the bright moonlight.

The satisfied senior sister was sent back to Xiaoyuan Peak.

Wei Tu stood in the pavilion.

Overlooking the lake.

The pool water rippled slightly, reflecting his own face before returning to normal.

He took a deep breath.

The rich essence and blood seeped into his meridians inch by inch.

Scalding hot...

Fiery hot...

It was even a kind of indescribable pain and distortion.

Until Wei Tu let go.

The moon was no longer visible in the sky, and he was wearing a white robe stained with traces of medicinal soup.

Reach the fifth rank of Fusion.

No one helped him commemorate this praiseworthy moment.

He simply washed his hands lightly by the pool.

Scoop up a handful of clear pond water, oblivious to the passing of time and the changing seasons.

30. Just passing by.

How many days left?

A misty fog covered a wide but calm river.

The surrounding area is filled with towering green mountains, with emerald waters embracing the mountains, like a delicate scene standing in a bonsai.

The thick fog, combined with the gloomy, sunless sky, meant that only this small boat was slowly moving forward on the ripples of the river.

On this small boat, two young people sat side by side at the bow, and there seemed to be other sounds coming from the spacious cabin.

The speaker was a young man dressed in royal blue, who appeared refined and composed.

A long, narrow sword named 'Buzz' lay across the man's lap.

Looking in the direction they were heading, there was an indescribable longing in their eyes.

A boy who looked rather delicate next to him squinted his narrow eyes.

"About three more days... If the wind is favorable tomorrow, it might arrive in two days."

"Oh……"

"Senior Brother Yuan seems to be in a hurry? Is he eager to show off his skills?"

The younger boy asked with a smile.

The most outstanding disciple of the Lu Chen Sect in his eyes was only nineteen years old and had already reached the ninth rank of the Fusion Realm. He was just one step away from the Dragon Slayer Realm. Instead of choosing to go into seclusion, he took the initiative to request to participate in this exchange with the Yuan Jian Sect.

Actually, there's something fishy about it.

The cries of monkeys could be heard from both banks.