My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

Feng Yi suddenly felt nauseous, and she couldn't help but recall the time when Jiang He kissed her.

In order to disgust her, this pervert kept spitting into her mouth!

Two perverted bastards.

And now, she must not let Jiang Yuanxia find out that she is awake!

Otherwise, I might be murdered to silence me.

Fengyi secretly reminded herself that no matter what happened, Jiang Yuanxia must not find out that she was awake.

"Ah, what should I do? Feng Yi is still here. If she sees me, I can only turn her into a talisman without Master's knowledge."

As she expected, the black-haired girl suddenly looked in her direction and muttered to herself.

On that spiritual cloud, the blonde girl was sleeping soundly.

There was still a trace of saliva at the corner of his lips.

It’s like eating some delicious food in a dream.

However, the back of his clothes was quietly soaked with sweat.

……

Jiang He, who was completely unaware of the situation, was still sighing at his gentlemanliness.

In his mind, he thought he was sitting behind Yuan Xia.

Put your hands on her belly.

He didn't dare to move, for fear that Yuan Xia would misunderstand him.

Fortunately, he forcibly controlled his disobedient hands.

Since he was free anyway, Jiang He asked:

"Yuan Xia, will Master's words affect your healing? If so, transfer some spiritual energy to my body."

The sudden sound made Jiang Yuanxia break out in a cold sweat.

She panted, controlled the black belt, and made it easier for herself to transmit the sound, then said to Jiang He:

"Yes, Master, this is a spiritual weapon refined by Yuan Xia. Yuan Xia can transmit sound to you. You can speak, it won't affect anything."

The girl's voice was a little soft and she was panting from time to time.

The injury is so serious.

Yuan Xia was so tired.

Jiang He complained, "Girl, you're so injured and you're still hiding it from your master. If you have any problems in the future, don't delay like you did today. Don't tell your master only when your body can't bear it anymore."

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

His childhood experiences made him, like Jin'er, fear that he would never get a response.

Able to communicate with Yuan Xia.

There is no need to spend the whole night in deathly silence.

However, the black belt that Yuan Xia made casually was really unique.

The effect is so powerful.

If Lao Jianghe got it, I'm afraid Jiner would have to wear this thing since she was a child.

"Yes, Yuan Xia understands. But Master, you can use a little more force on your hands."

Jiang Yuanxia bit her lip and asked bravely.

Use force?

What kind of force is needed to transfer spiritual energy.

Jiang He didn't understand.

Could it be that this girl's masochistic fetish has been activated again?

He paused and said, "Girl, Master doesn't want to hurt you, nor does he want you to hurt yourself."

Jiang Yuanxia felt warm in her heart and looked at Jiang He's hand with shame.

Master is so good to her, but she is here deceiving Master.

I feel so guilty.

But the more guilty she felt, the more she couldn't control herself.

"That's not the case, Master."

Jiang Yuanxia has an extremely flexible body. She turned around and gently kissed Jiang He's lips.

Then he said: "It's complicated to explain, but Yuan Xia can guarantee that it's not to torture myself. It's just because the mysterious skills require a little effort, just a little bit will do."

What kind of mysterious skill is this? It’s so weird?

Jiang He complained silently, but it should be fine as long as he used a little force.

But his body was numb and he didn't know if he could control the strength.

He tried with only a little force, but he got no feedback at all from his palm.

I had no choice but to ask Xiang Yuanxia: "Is this okay?"

"It's too gentle, Master. It's like tickling Yuan Xia."

Jiang Yuanxia said coquettishly, his five fingers sinking deeply, the sour feeling in his heart did not disappear, but became more restless.

But the master was really careful with himself, afraid of hurting himself.

Just as she thought of this, her face suddenly turned pale and she couldn't help but scream.

Yuan Xia's screams were naturally not transmitted through sound.

Jiang He was ashamed. He was a physical cultivator and just a tiny bit of force was enough to make Yuan Xia unable to bear it.

In her current state, she probably wouldn't use spiritual power to protect her body.

And now that he has lost the feedback from his limbs, he is extremely cautious.

"Now what? How's the strength?"

"Very good. That's it."

Jiang Yuanxia tried hard to make her voice calm and composed; she had long been accustomed to the pain.

Under the disguise, Jiang He did not notice the trembling in her words.

But I realized that something was wrong with my body.

He felt inexplicably hot in his heart, and his hands wanted to touch Yuan Xia harder and harder.

It seems that the black belt only blocked his perception, but the body's reaction still exists, and is even slightly amplified?

Am I really a pervert who would react just by touching my apprentice's waist?

Or did Yuan Xia design the black belt this way on purpose?

Or maybe something went wrong during the refining process, resulting in unnecessary functions.

I just hope I don't embarrass him.

Jiang He coughed lightly: "Yuan Xia, how long will it take?"

Before they knew it, Jiang He estimated that an hour had passed between the two of them.

The main reason is that Yuan Xia was too slow and wasted a lot of time.

But thinking about this girl's personality, I can understand it.

She was too timid and sensitive, and probably hesitated to do anything to herself.

When can I make this girl be bold with me?

Jiang He was worried. Did he have to ask her to hit him back like he had hit her?

The eldest disciple, who seemed timid in Jiang He's eyes, felt a little sore on his neck because he kept turning his body to kiss her.

I simply turned sideways and held his cheek directly.

Hearing this, he hesitated and said, "Master, don't you want to heal Yuan Xia? Yuan Xia's injury has already healed."

"Oh, that's not the case." Jiang He wanted to slap himself.

I already knew that this girl was psychologically sensitive, but he still asked this unnecessary question.

"Yuan Xia is really well. I will take off Master's black belt. Master, please go back to accompany Min Xin."

The girl's voice was slightly sad.

"Don't untie it, just keep going! Keep going whether you're okay or not."

It was obvious at first glance that Yuan Xia was deliberately saying that she was fine.

No matter how fast you try, it's impossible to cure it in one hour.

Jiang He said repeatedly.

"Then Yuan Xia will respectfully obey your orders."

Why is this so weird?

Jiang He coughed and said, "Yuan Xia, I haven't told you a story for a long time. Now is the perfect time for me to tell you a story from my hometown."

"Mmm Good."

Jiang Yuanxia licked his face gently, licking his tongue from time to time, savoring the taste slowly.

Minxin said that she had done the so-called cleaning for Master before.

In Minxin's view, this is a reward for Master.

But to her, it is a reward for herself.

She listened to her master telling the so-called story, but she couldn't understand it at all.

Quietly release Master's hand.

He looked down in annoyance, his eyes were a little red and swollen, and he muttered:

"Master, your mouth will always lie, but your body is very honest."

Jiang Hezheng was telling a story about truth, goodness and beauty when he suddenly felt inexplicably empty.

I heard Yuan Xia say this in a low voice without transmitting the message.

I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "What?"

"Yuan Xia forgot to transmit the message. She was just saying the story was very interesting."

The black-haired girl replied calmly, her hand quietly slipped to his belt, and continued:

"Master, please continue. Yuan Xia is listening."

hum.

The stories that Jiang He remembered were all well-known stories in his previous life.

Nature is fascinating.

He also specially selected stories with educational significance, hoping that they would bring some benefits to his apprentices.

Hearing Yuan Xia's praise, Jiang He suddenly perked up: "Then I'll continue."

The clothes are twenty-zero.

Why do I feel so refreshed when I hear Yuan Xia's praises?

Jiang He didn't understand.

The black-haired girl's hands trembled, and the master's voice suddenly became excited.

No, if this goes on he will find out sooner or later.

She silently pushed the black belt to its limit, performing some secret techniques to further conceal Jiang He's physical feelings.

While listening to the master telling stories, he was doing the dirtiest things.