Sue you over and over again [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Yao has the key to Qing Ruxu's house, but in fact, for cultivators like them, the key is useless, and it is the enchantment that blocks other people's sight and prevents them from entering.

After Qing Xu allowed him to live in, this enchantment would no longer work for Yan Yao.

"Teacher, I'm back." As soon as Yan Yao came in, he cast a spell, and changed the modern clothes on his body into the disciple clothes of Xuanyun Xianzong. The disciple clothes of Xuanyun Xianzong are mainly white. The boots are embroidered with fairy clouds and a light blue hair band on the forehead, which looks cool and ethereal, graceful and graceful.

Outside, he used a simple disguise technique. Ordinary people couldn't see his real face. What he saw was a handsome and sunny boy, not the gorgeous boy at the moment.

Did not hear the familiar response, Yan Yao frowned slightly, put down the fruit in his hand, "Teacher, where are you?"

Mo Bai groaned weakly, Yan Yao quickly caught the faint sound, and teleported to the bathroom in the blink of an eye.

The scene in front of him made Yan Yao's eyes widen.

Mo Bai was wearing a thin white shirt, sitting and lying in the bathtub, his whole body was wet by the water, the white shirt was already transparent when attached to his body.

Mo Bai opened his eyes slightly, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, his cheeks were hot and flushed, his lips were bitten by him lightly, the color of cherry blossoms.

Yan Yao's eyes gradually lowered, and he saw that his body was so hot that he was emitting hazy heat, and his lovely red fruit was standing on his chest.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, you go out." Mo Bai held back, pretending to be indifferent.

Yan Yao's eyes were dark, she stared at Mo Bai closely, and said with concern: "Teacher, are you feeling unwell, shall I help you into the room?"

Mo Bai hesitated for a moment, felt the temperature of the water with his fingers, the water was already hot, it seemed that soaking in cold water was useless, he hummed.

Yan Yao knelt down and helped Mo Bai's arm, "Come teacher, I'll help you."

Mo Bai tried his best to stand up, but unexpectedly his feet went limp, and he fell down again, Yan Yao also fell into the water.

Water splashed everywhere, and Yan Yao's clothes were also wet.

Mo Bai moaned, and Yan Yao's expression changed.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Mo Bai bit his lip, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mo Bai's patience was really seductive, Yan Yao reached out and touched Mo Bai's forehead, exclaiming: "Teacher, why is your head so hot?"

Cultivators don't get sick, and if this happens, it's just a problem with their cultivation.

Mo Bai seemed to be dazzled by evil desires, and he said bluntly: "I don't know, I was cultivating well, and then I suddenly felt hot all over, and there was a hot current under the dantian."

His voice was soft and melodious, completely devoid of his usual aloofness and innocence, and filled with smoke and fire.

"Under the dantian?" Yan Yao's voice became a little low.

He touched Mo Bai's lower abdomen, "Teacher, is this here?"

Mo Bai wanted to push him away, but involuntarily grabbed his hand.

Yan Yao's eyes flashed, and he approached him, "Teacher, let me take you out first."

Mobai nodded.

Yan Yao immediately carried him out of the bathtub, Mo Bai was so delirious that he even forgot to resist.

"Teacher, may I carry you to the bedroom?" Yan Yao pressed against his ear.

Mo Bai shook his head and nodded again, breathing hot and panting heavily.

Yan Yao touched his face, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Bai felt the coolness coming from the palm of his hand, it was so comfortable, he quickly pressed his hand, pressed it against his face, and rubbed his cheek against the palm of his hand.

Yan Yao's other hand holding him tightened, her Adam's apple twitched twice, and she glanced faintly at the dark-white and wet collarbone, slightly parted red lips, tall nose, and misty eyes.

But after only one glance, he withdrew his gaze, took his hand out of Mo Bai's, and led him into the bedroom with big strides.

Yan Yao gently put Mo Bai on the bed, "Teacher, lie down for a while."

After he finished speaking, he sat down on the edge of the bed, watching Mo Bai keep pulling his collar, exposing his white chest.

Mo Bai frowned, suppressing the tumbling desire in his body.

"Teacher, let me take off your wet clothes for you."

In fact, it’s not that troublesome. If Mo Bai is conscious, he can change a new set by just moving his fingers. Of course, Yan Yao can also do it, but Mo Bai’s mind is already confused, he can’t think, he can’t change it, and Yan Yao He didn't seem to hear anything.

When Yan Yao agreed, she reached out and untied his belt, and slowly took off his clothes.

Such a flawless body of white jade presented in front of Yan Yao's eyes, so beautiful.

Mo Bai was still sticking to the bottom line, his body trembled slightly and writhed uncomfortably.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Yan Yao got closer and closer to him.

Mo Bai was lured by the breath on his body, stretched out his arms to wrap around Yan Yao's waist, half-closed his eyes, and looked at the face that looked exactly like his own.

He was stunned, looked at Yan Yao suspiciously, and touched his face.

Mo Bai is naked, his jade pillar has already stood upright, exposing crystal dew, trembling slightly, looking at Yan Yao curiously, this is the first time it raised its head to look at the world.

Yan Yao was taken aback when he saw this, "Teacher, you, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Bai couldn't listen to what he said, turned over and pressed on Yan Yao's body, tore off Yan Yao's clothes, reached out his hand into his chest, and demanded coldness from him.

He was hot everywhere, as if only Yan Yao could quench his fire and stop his itching.

"Teacher!" Yan Yao was really shocked. He hurriedly pushed Mo Bai away, but was entangled by Mo Bai again.Not long after, he also became naked, and his two perfect bodies overlapped together, which was breathtakingly gorgeous.

But Mo Bai just hugged him and dawdled like quenching his thirst, but didn't do anything else.

Yan Yao felt strange, Qing Ruxu seemed so cold today, but unexpectedly attractive, it was obviously still a familiar face that made him hate, but at this moment it made him a little impetuous.

He frowned, looking straight into Mobai's eyes like torches.

Yan Yao waited for Mo Bai to beg him, but Mo Bai only needed to touch him as if he could be relieved. This was not his original intention. If Qing escapes like this, he doesn't know when the next time will be.

He hugged Mo Bai tightly, and slid his palms over his body. The creamy and delicate skin felt so good that he couldn't put it down.

Mo Bai felt extremely comfortable under his touch, and made a soft nasal sound, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Teacher, your body is so slippery and your skin is so soft."

Mo Bai seemed to want to resist, but he could only obey the desire of his body. The clamoring raging evil fire ignited every piece of skin in his body.

He longs to be touched, to let off steam.

His desire was drawn by Yan Yao to become stronger and hotter.

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This night, the long, bright and bright moonlight was cast straight in through the windows. One of the windows was left open on the large floor-to-ceiling windows. The wind blew in and the curtains fluttered wantonly.

Yan Yao was sweating profusely on Mo Bai's body, his movements were fierce and impulsive, and he made a deep and magnetic voice that made people blush.

Mo Bai was under him, struggling non-stop, but moaning and panting unceasingly.

"Teacher, you are so hot."

"Teacher, why are you crying there?"

"Teacher, I'm so comfortable, how about you?"

"Teacher, I like you."

"Teacher...teacher, teacher, I want you."

……

This night seemed like a long and hard dream to Mo Bai.

When he woke up from the dream, it was already daylight.

As soon as he regained consciousness, his face instantly turned pale, and his waist was still surrounded by a pair of strong hands. When he lowered his head, he could see that stunningly beautiful but extremely familiar face.

He moved his body and could even feel something flowing out there.

Mo Bai's body froze, and he closed his eyes heavily.

Yan Yao was still pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed. When Mo Bai opened his eyes, he was already standing three feet away from Yan Yao. He waved his hand, and a suit of clothes appeared on his body. He teleported to the bathroom, and moved again. Moving his fingers, the clothes floated to the hanger behind the door, and the warm water fell on his body instantly.

He looked at himself in the glasses.

His neck, collarbone, and chest were covered with red marks, and his pale face was extremely ugly. He closed his eyes in pain, and washed himself no less than ten times.

When he was taking a bath, Yan Yao had already "woke up", and his first reaction was to shout: "Teacher, teacher!"

Mo Bai's movements paused, but he didn't respond. After changing his clothes, he became that cold, indifferent, and unreachable Great Elder of Xuanyun Xianzong again.

"Let's go, what happened yesterday just didn't happen." He said coldly.

The next moment, Yan Yao appeared outside the door in neat clothes.

He looked down at his neat clothes and was stunned for a long time before trying to go in, only to find that he could no longer pass through the barrier.

Yan Yao was stunned, she didn't expect such a result.

Could it be that he did something wrong?Overdoing it?

He stared at the door, lowered his eyes and stood there for a long time, then suddenly knelt down, "Teacher, teacher, I was wrong, please don't be angry."

Mo Bai lazily leaned against the sofa, and was finally able to take off his disguise. There was a water mirror floating in the air in front of him, and he could clearly see Yan Yao outside the door.

Seeing Yan Yao pretending to be remorseful, she knelt on the ground and begged him for forgiveness.

Mo Bai smiled hehehe.

"Teacher, please, don't drive me away."

"Teacher..." Yan Yao seemed to be choking up.

Mo Bai thought about it, so he said coldly: "You are right, let's go. I will let the head come back as soon as possible to teach you, and you don't have to come here in the future."

"Teacher!" Yan Yao turned pale with shock.