Fairy, help me cultivate.

He pinched Yuanhe's chin and pecked at her cheek.

Yuanhe glared at him: "How annoying~ What's so fun about stinky feet~"

Chen Yao teased her delicate toes, lifting and lowering them, making a soft "smack" sound as they hit the sole of her black high heels.

Yuanhe playfully scratched her toes.

Chen Yao loved it so much that he simply grabbed it from his sandals and started kissing his toes.

Yuanhe was taken aback, then quickly pressed her slender fingers against his forehead, scratching her toes: "Aren't you bothered by the dirt?"

"It doesn't smell bad at all, let alone dirty!" Chen Yao protested.

Yuan He rolled her eyes at him: "I was talking about the shoes~"

Actually, her sandals weren't dirty at all. She flew through the air without her feet touching the dust. The courtyard of Silver Moon Peak, with its blue bricks and gray tiles, was spotless and wouldn't have a speck of dirt on it.

Ke Yuanhe couldn't bear to see her beloved man disappointed in the slightest. With her delicate fingers, she made a hand seal and cast a water purification spell, cleaning her pair of tender feet, including her high-heeled stockings, until they were as clean as new.

Chen Yao's eyes lit up: "Sister, what kind of magic is this? I want to learn it!"

Yuanhe lifted her foot in front of him, letting him play with it: "This is just the most basic water-based technique for Foundation Establishment, called the Purifying Water Technique... However, it still has some requirements for aptitude."

Chen Yao, as sweet as honey, slipped her tongue between the sole of the shoe and the tender pads of the toes, sucking and licking.

It made a sizzling sound.

Yuanhe loved his tender feet, moaning softly as she explained the mantra, hand gestures, and energy circulation methods of the Purifying Water Technique.

Chen Yao played with her little feet while trying to perform his technique, but to his disappointment, he couldn't succeed no matter what he did.

Yuanhe gently stroked his cheek: "It seems that Xiaoyao's aptitude for water is not outstanding. Don't be discouraged. Each of the five elements has its own strengths. You can study them slowly. No one element is absolutely superior."

Chen Yao nodded, intending to ask Hui Bai when he had the chance.

"Senior sister, let's not talk about this anymore, let's get down to business."

He took off his pants and slipped his index finger into the gap between his round heels and the black stockings that revealed his pink feet.

Yuanhe giggled and gave him a soft, glaring look: "What important business do you have?"

Chapter Ninety-Five: Calling My Dear Dada

Chen Yao fondled and played with Yuan He's warm, black-stockinged soles for a while, rubbing them until they made a soft rustling sound.

Yuanhe scratched her bare toes because they were itchy, and she giggled.

"Always playing tricks on people~ This time you tickled my sister's foot again..."

She bent her ankles, teasing Chen Yao.

Chen Yao smiled and said, "Get to know each other better, so you won't run away later if you can't stand it."

Yuanhe looked at his face and said strangely, "Xiaoyao, what kind of troublesome idea have you come up with this time? I'm not going to let you have your way this time!"

She protested verbally, but still let Chen Yao play with her high-heeled feet.

Chen Yao's fingers slid along her bare pink heel, the rounded curve giving him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

So he couldn't help but scoop the foot up to his mouth again and gently kiss the heel.

Yuanhe giggled again, her tender toes digging tightly into her skin.

Chen Yao opened his mouth and took half of the tender red heel into his mouth, sucking on it.

Yuanhe's breathing became heavy, she bit her pink lips, and her eyes became glazed.

When the time was right, Chen Yaosong opened his mouth and inserted his "tool" into the gap between Yuanhe's sole and the high heel, letting out a comfortable hum.

Yuanhe never expected to play like this. Her beautiful, dreamy eyes stared blankly at Chen Yao coming and going. Before long, her black stockings were soaked.

"How mean~ You ruined another pair of my socks..."

She deliberately arched her back to make it easier for Chen Yao to enter.

"But, these socks were originally meant for you~"

As she spoke, she leaned in, revealing a glimpse of her fair and tender upper body, and kissed Chen Yao.

The woman's mature fragrance, combined with the stimulation below, made Chen Yao's erection even faster.

Perhaps it was because the posture was new, and he didn't use any dual cultivation techniques, which led to the release.

Tick ​​tock.

The black stockings on Yuanhe's soles were sticky and fell to the ground, specks of turbid white, running down the soles of her high heels.

She looked at the white things, licked her lips with her pink tongue, and felt very regretful.

He simply shrugged and jumped off the table.

Tap-tap, the high-heeled sandals made two crisp tapping sounds as they struck the ground.

She knelt down, opened her mouth and took Chen Yao into her mouth, moving her lips and tongue to suck all the remaining essence into her mouth and swallow it.

Chen Yao was stunned for a moment, but under the teasing of the tender little mouth and playful little tongue, his virility was rekindled.

He gently stroked Yuanhe's sunken cheeks from sucking so hard, and smoothed her slightly disheveled hair.

"Senior sister, you're so good to me."

Yuanhe rolled her eyes, her expression both fiery and gentle.

She pulled out a small mouth with a "pop," opened her mouth wide, and her tongue teased and caressed, saying indistinctly, "You're my man~ Isn't it all only right?"

Chen Yao loved her dearly. He stroked her full breasts, lifted her up, and reached out to undo the cuffs of her narrow trousers. His fingers hooked around the cuffs and panties at her lower back, pulling them down her round, smooth buttocks to her knees, revealing black stockings that reached her thighs.

Yuanhe obediently lifted one leg to make it easier for him to take off his trousers.

Chen Yao shook her head: "Just wear it like this!"

Yuanhe gave him a gentle sidelong glance: "You always have so many tricks up your sleeve~"

Chen Yao slipped his arms under her knees, grabbed her buttocks, and suddenly lifted her up.

Her wide-open entrance pressed tightly against Chen Yao's chest, her soft lips kissing him, leaving a sticky, wet trail.

Chen Yao carried her around the room like that.

As her initial anxiety subsided, Yuanhe burst into laughter like a baby.

"You remind me of when I was a child, sitting on my father's shoulders."

She looked around, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity.

Chen Yao lifted her up a bit, brought her mouth close to the entrance, and began to sip the honey.

"Ugh~ Hehehe~ Oh no~ What if I fall down because it feels so good~"

Chen Yao ignored him and just licked it vigorously, the moisture increasing and dripping down his chin and onto his chest.

Her two high-heeled, beautiful feet were spread apart, with her toes almost pointing to the sky.

"Daddy~ Daddy~ Your daughter is dying~"

She unconsciously became aroused, her peach-white buttocks twitching, splashing water directly onto Chen Yao's face.

Chen Yao licked his lips before looking up at her.

She couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly: "Who gave you the right to tease your older sister like that?"

Chen Yao relaxed her arms a little, her round buttocks sagged, and the two of them pressed together, making a soft "squeak" sound.

She was panting, her cheeks flushed.

As Chen Yao moved around, the peaks automatically brushed against the rain clouds.

"Call Dad."

He stared mischievously into Yuanhe's eyes.

Yuanhe pursed her lips, then suddenly stuck out her pink tongue and began to lick the water sprayed on his face.

Unable to withstand the stimulation, Chen Yao naturally thrust into the heart of the body.

Both of them shuddered and began to swing their hips wide, thrusting wildly.

The squeaking and popping sounds began to echo throughout the room.

The clear, white, sticky liquid on the floor began to draw a map.

"Daddy~ Daddy~"

Yuanhe, caught in the turmoil, has completely abandoned its composure.

He gasped for breath and swallowed hard before managing to utter a broken, intermittent cry.

She freed one hand, deliberately cupped one of her breasts, and brought it close to Chen Yao's mouth.

Chen Yao's lower body was enveloped by the warm, sticky water from the cave, and he opened his mouth to kiss the breasts.

He inhaled the milky-white mist from the mountain peaks until they taut and turned red.

Yuanhe cried out in pleasure, "Daddy~ You killed Yuanhe~"

Chen Yao suddenly slammed her back against the wall and began thrusting forcefully.

Yuanhe cried out so loudly she almost held her breath.

One leg of her smart gray skinny jeans had been pulled down, revealing her beautiful black stockinged feet with open toes and heels. One foot was dangling a high-heeled sandal and swinging it around, while the other shoe had long since flown away.

Chen Yao felt a numbness in his tailbone, and was completely relieved.

He pressed down hard against Yuanhe, as if he wanted to embed her soft flesh into the wall.

Yuanhe clung tightly to Chen Yao like an octopus, as if trying to envelop him in her body.

a long time.

Chen Yao pulled out the puddle, ignoring the slippery mess on the floor, and carried Yuan He to the bed.

Yuanhe held onto his neck tightly, and they lay sideways on the bed together.

Her eyes sparkled: "Xiao Yao, you've truly shown me what it means to be a woman!"

Chen Yao kissed her mottled lips: "How fortunate I am to have met you, Senior Sister."