Fairy, help me cultivate.

The mouth is filled with the aroma of milk, and the tip of the tongue swirls and licks the dried plum on the milk cheese.

The lick made Ling Ning let out a soft "hoohoo" sound in her throat.

Chen Yao's clitoris rubbed against the two open red lobes of her breasts even more vigorously.

The water droplets, like transparent spider silk, flew everywhere as he rubbed them, creating shimmering nets between their legs.

It is sticky, long, and stringy.

Due to excessive friction and Ling Ning's special physique, the spider silk on the red cloud side had already produced a large amount of white foam.

"Oh~"

Ling Ning frantically thrashed her hips, her waist jerking violently, and a gush of water sprayed onto Chen Yao's lower abdomen and the ground between his legs.

It was as if he had been holding it in for several days.

After spraying for a long time, Ling Ning finally hugged Chen Yao's head, which was pressed against her chest, and let out a long breath.

Chen Yao released her snowy peaks and looked up at her.

Ling Ning saw the burning passion in her disciple's eyes, and wasn't she feeling the same way now?

Chen Yao was, after all, the first man she had ever been in close proximity to in her more than a hundred years of life, not to mention the memories that had been disturbed in the Grasshopper Lake illusion.

In her heart, the impression that "Chen Yao is an older brother" has been deeply ingrained.

So she wrapped her beautiful legs around Chen Yao's waist and hips, opened her core, and waited for his thrusts.

Chen Yao sat up and sat cross-legged facing Ling Ning. He bent over, found the right angle, and thrust into the wet, sticky, and tight love nest.

Ling Ning bit her lower lip until it turned white, avoiding her dazed eyes.

The hand gripping Chen Yao's wrist was extremely strong.

She began to moan uncontrollably, and more secretions seeped from her nest.

Chen Yao entered effortlessly, even though she was extremely tight and had its own suction.

He soon hit the resistance and stopped, only moving in and out of the small opening to squeeze out more lubrication.

Ling Ning's shoulders trembled, clearly she was enjoying it so much that she couldn't stand it.

Chen Yao, observing the subtle changes in her captivating expression, knew that the time was almost right.

So he reached out and pinched her delicate pink feet that were straddling his waist, caressing and stroking them.

Ling Ning reacted strongly, trembling and shaking, and took the initiative to suck on Chen Yaofeng's penis.

The chirping and gurgling sounds grew louder.

Chen Yao suddenly grabbed her buttocks, his fingers almost sinking into the greasy flesh, and pulled her into his arms, thus breaking down the barrier between her naivety and maturity.

Dots of red flowers bloomed in a sticky pool of water, drifting away.

Ling Ning's lips were pale, and her eyes were unfocused as she stared into the distance.

The pain felt unbearable, yet so real it made me want to cry.

She never thought about which man she would end up with, even though Yun Jiang had left her with the aftereffect of being a succubus.

She never imagined that this man would be the little disciple in her arms.

Master and disciple... how could they do such a thing?

Chen Yao gently played with her feet, his lips slowly kissing her cheeks and neck.

Ling Ning closed her eyes slightly, enjoying her disciple's caresses and kisses, which greatly relieved her pain.

But he was so gentle.

As she thought about it, her desire overwhelmed Qingling's pain.

More and more fluid condensed in Ling Ning's cavity, enveloping Chen Yao's suddenly inserted, immobile peak.

Chen Yao sensed it, so he tried to gently pry open the folds inside the jade pot, and Ling Ning groaned in response.

"Ahh~ Deeper~ Deeper~"

She was engulfed in a complete inferno.

Chen Yao pushed Ling Ning down, picked up her two small feet and put them together, spread her beautiful legs, sucked on her two big toes and frantically thrust his waist.

The rapid and continuous "pattering" sound echoed through the pond and the woods, startling countless birds into flight.

Ling Ning tilted her jade-like neck back haphazardly, her thick, smooth black hair scattered like clouds, getting smeared with flowers and grass by the pool.

She couldn't help but climb up to her own breasts, rubbing and pulling them, responding to Chen Yao's thrusts and his vigorous licking of her toes.

The groans gradually grew louder.

Chen Yao thrust wildly, breaking open and withdrawing from the pot, bringing out countless drops of honey and white milk.

He opened his mouth and took one of Ling Ning's pink forefoot into his mouth, sucking and licking it forcefully.

Then, he tightened his tailbone, thrust it into the center of the pot, and released it forcefully.

Ling Ning had already opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and rolled her eyes.

This was the first time Chen Yao had broken his cultivation technique while practicing dual cultivation.

Master, you really are still Master...

He lay down beside Ling Ning, held her in his arms, and waited quietly for her to turn around.

"Plop plop," "Plop plop"...

This sound occasionally emanated from Ling Ning's cavity as white liquid flowed out.

She felt extremely embarrassed, but Chen Yao found it like heavenly music.

Chapter 284 No, your health is more important~

After spending a night with Ling Ning, Chen Yao felt that his cultivation level had increased significantly.

"Master, you just said you've found what you're looking for. What is it?"

He played with Ling Ning's snowball, giving her tenderness afterward.

Ling Ning closed her beautiful eyes, her eyelashes trembling, and simply hummed in agreement.

Chen Yao kissed her forehead.

Ling Ning frowned slightly and opened her eyes: "I am your master."

"A master who is completely naked in front of his disciples..."

Chen Yao kissed her lips.

Ling Ning shrank her neck, but still kissed him back, seemingly resisting but ultimately welcoming him.

Chen Yao's tongue was blocked by the delicate, smooth teeth, but after licking the neat teeth a few times, he managed to break through Ling Ning's seemingly useless barrier.

"Sizzle, chirp—"

The two were passionately kissing.

Chen Yao's intimacy with Ling Ning was different from his feelings for other women. He admitted that his feelings for Ling Ning were not as deep as those for Yun Li or as tender as those for Yun Jiang, but he couldn't help wanting to kiss her and hold her tightly.

Perhaps this is the nature of a succubus?

The two parted their lips, panting, and Chen Yao licked the saliva from the corner of Ling Ningxue's snowy lips.

Ling Ning looked at him with a hint of reproach: "Don't you mind the dirt?"

"Master is the most sacred in my eyes." Chen Yao hugged her, seizing the opportunity to flatter her.

Ling Ning remained expressionless, but her slender arms wrapped around Chen Yao in return.

The two nestled together by the quiet stream in the forest, enjoying the intimacy that followed their tenderness.

"Master, are you going to find True Lord Lake Dragon next? You've won the bet completely, haven't you? What did you win against True Lord Lake Dragon?"

Chen Yao couldn't help but ask questions, which earned him a sidelong glance from Ling Ning: "Why are you asking so many questions?"

"A teacher imparts knowledge, instructs in skills, and resolves doubts... Hiss!"

Chen Yao was only halfway through his sentence when Ling Ning gently pinched his inner thigh.

"I never expected Master to use such a womanly trick! Ouch, Master!"

Ling Ning's lips curled into a faint smile, her pretty face radiant with allure: "Don't forget, your master is also a woman. Are you deliberately trying to make your master feel guilty?"

"Preaching is this 'the Way,' imparting nectar is this 'nectar,' resolving doubts is enchantment... Hiss!"

Chen Yao rubbed his fingertips against Ling Ning's sticky inner thighs, ignoring her pinching and teasing, and laughed mischievously.

Ling Ning's pretty face turned bright red: "How could I have chosen you in the first place? What a tragedy."

"Because we are a match made in heaven."

Chen Yao kissed her pink lips, and she responded with a loud "pop" sound.

Chen Yao discovered that although Ling Ning was verbally resistant, her actions were much more sincere.

So he tried to take her breast into his mouth, but Ling Ning frowned and said coldly, "Don't do that again, let go of your master!"

But she showed no sign of resistance; instead, she thrust her chest upwards to make it easier for Chen Yao to lick her.

Chen Yao ate heartily, sucking on the dried plums, feeling a sweet warmth in his heart.

“I really should go now, otherwise, I will only feel more guilty. Go back and find Junyu. She needs you right now.”

Ling Ning gently stroked Chen Yao's hair and combed it for him.

Chen Yao took a deep sip of the soft meat cheese, letting out a long, strange, and extremely embarrassing sound.

Ling Ning couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Chen Yao looked up into her eyes: "I can't bear to part with you."

Ling Ning frowned: "Are you reluctant to part with me, or reluctant to part with this body?"

"Yes, I have both," Chen Yao answered truthfully.

Ling Ning's brow relaxed: "Someone has to take responsibility for the South China Sea matter. My feud with her has to come to an end."