The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

"Xianzun's pulse...should be in heat."

"estrus?"

The young man frowned tightly, and led the doctor to the door, and said in a deep voice, "Only low-level demons with impure blood can have estrus, and my master is a human being. How is that possible?"

The doctor raised his eyes to look at Jing Xi with a troubled expression on his face, and babbled for a long time, "Master, have you had...excessively close contact with this immortal?"

"How intimate is excessive intimacy?" Jing Xi's tone was a little impatient, "Be clear."

The old man couldn't help but clicked his tongue reproachfully, put down the medicine box, raised his hand, and clapped his hands three times in an extremely subtle manner.

Pop, pop, pop.

"Whether that fairy is already your person?" Seeing that Jingxi still didn't understand, the old man finally groaned, "This fairy has a lot of your demonic aura in his body. Under the erosion of Qi over time, there will always be some changes, and to some extent, it will approach the devil."

"The estrus period that occurs once a month is one of them."

His breath should be the suspicion left by the master drinking blood when offering sacrifices.

Jing Xi remained silent, remembering that just a month ago, Ye Ling threw him directly into the grass in the same delirious way in that grove, and gnawed on him.

At the time he thought he was just drunk.

"Is there any way to suppress it?"

"It's not difficult to suppress...but holding it in for a long time is not good for the Immortal Venerable's health, it's better to relieve it properly," the honest old man had doubts in his eyes, as if he was condemning Jing Xi, and continued,

"It's not impossible to find someone else, but my lord, you are physically strong, and I believe you will be able to satisfy this celestial venerable."

The topic seemed to be headed towards a strange place, Jing Xi waved his hand to make the old man back down, and when he opened the door, he heard a sweet low/groan.

The shawl was thrown on the ground early on, and a transparent gauze dress barely covered half of her body, leaving the remaining half exposed and exposed.

When he was in love, the man completely lost his cold and self-sufficient appearance in the past, the tails of his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of water vapor, black hair spread out on the bed like a black waterfall, covering a place that Jinjiang was not allowed to write, Another place in Jinjiang is not allowed to write, it is clear at a glance.

Amidst the almost crazy heartbeat, Jing Xi watched the man flushed and absent-minded, his head was empty, and only the doctor told him helplessly that this was the estrus period.

It's not delirious loss of control, but the instinctive needs of the body.

This was not the first time he saw Ye Ling who was so emotional, but it was the first time he looked at him openly, a Ye Ling who was completely different from the past.

Unknowingly, the middle-aged young man had sat down beside Ye Ling's bed, released his breath silently, and as if the man had been satisfied for a short time, he hummed softly in his throat, propped himself up softly, and fell down towards the young man along with his breath.

Resting her head weakly next to Jingxi's neck, Ye Ling begged in a low voice over and over again, "...help me..."

".....Help....."

While speaking, the man's trembling hot fingertips stopped at a place below Jing Xi's neck, and then gently pulled.

The two finally frankly/honestly/treat each other.

Jing Xi didn't know how the master was so proficient in teasing people without a teacher. Thinking that he had done such a thing to the "self" he didn't know in the woods, a trace of anger rose in his heart, and Clamping Ye Ling's troublesome hands, he asked him who he was.

The youth's breath was fully open, and Ye Ling's bewildered eyes could hardly be opened, so he could only twist his body over and over again in discomfort, and then he was bullied so hard that he let out a sob

sound:

"Jingxi...give it to me..."

A trembling sound made both of their eyes turn red, and Jing Xi's eyes were filled with burning desire/fire, carefully placing the person on the couch, Jing Xi bent down and pulled down the curtain to block the spring scenery in the room.

Ye Ling seemed to have had a very long dream. He dreamed that he and the young man were tossing and turning on the bed, doing all the unspeakable things.

In the dream, he was like Meng Lang's frequent visitor to Qinglou, frivolous and outrageous, pushing people into corners for a good meal of teasing, laughing and touching.

Then he saw the young man's face clearly.

It's Jingxi.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and before Ye Ling could rejoice that it was just a dream, a pair of hands around his waist wrapped him around, hugged him in, and leaned his head against a naked on the chest.

The breath filling the tip of his nose was too familiar, Ye Ling froze on the spot, raised his eyes very stiffly, and felt a chill in his heart.

But January, two different men.

The bed was clean and tidy, but the two of them had changed into new clean clothes. What made Ye Ling's heart feel colder was the pain behind his waist that could not be ignored.

So last time he was still on it, but after just one month...

Most of yesterday's memory is fuzzy, Ye Ling can't remember when he drank again; he can only groan in pain, trying to get up and slip away before Jing Xi wakes up, but just as he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the young man's pair of eyes full of tears. Anxious red pupil.

He was waiting for Ye Ling to scold him, scolding him for not being ashamed or good or evil.

"...I'm sorry, did I drink again yesterday?" Ye Ling looked at the dark circles under his eyes, feeling a little guilty in his heart, "I'm always a bit shameful when I'm drunk."

The young man froze for a moment, Chitong was instantly full of tenderness, shook his head, and couldn't help but hugged him into his arms again.

He clearly knew that after this night, the relationship between the two of them would no longer be a pure master-student relationship, but he didn't want to think about the specifics, he only knew that what he was holding in his arms at this moment was his whole world.

Fusheng sneaked away for a few days, and Ye Ling lived a leisurely life of eating, sleeping, eating, and going out to relax. Although it was a bit boring for the demons to have no grass, at least someone was always with them, so they would not be too lonely.

One morning he got up early on purpose, came to the courtyard to watch the sunrise in the east, couldn't help but took out the jade slip specially ordered by Si Yao from his bosom, and softly called "Brother".

"I never thought you could really let go of the past and live in peace with Jing Xi," Si Yao sighed, "Sometimes I have to admire your transparency."

Ye Ling smiled silently, he couldn't tell whether he really let go, but he clearly realized in that wasteland that this body still couldn't reject Jing Xi's hurt eyes.

When the young man looked at him lifelessly, without any star in his eyes, he only felt that his chest was stuffy and hard to breathe, and the next second he blurted out a compromise.

Maybe this is instinct, he doesn't want to resist, and he can't resist.

Seeing the faint look of tiredness on Siyao's face, Ye Ling asked him softly if the matter of accepting apprentices had been resolved.

The Xiandu incident became more and more violent in the world. Later, in order to prevent the four sects from monopolizing the power, for the sake of fairness, all the sects that can be called famous in the world can send a disciple for selection.

The regulations clearly pointed out that, in order to prevent the origin of the personnel from being unknown, the candidates for the election must be the disciples of the head of the sect.

This also meant that if Xuan Qingzong wanted to send someone to run for the election, he would either push Yunxi to the top, or Si Yao would recruit another disciple.

Si Yao shook his head wearily, and told Ye Ling that he hadn't told Yun Xi about this time, and he didn't know how to speak.

Like Jingxi, Yunxi is also an abandoned baby picked up by Si Yao from the lake, and he has been in Xuanqingzong even longer than Jingxi. After more than 20 years, the relationship between the two of them is no longer a simple master-student relationship. In a sense, they have become each other's relatives.

"Wait a little longer. I'll talk to him after his birthday."

As an outsider, Ye Ling naturally didn't want to say much, but patiently persuaded her a few words, put away the jade slips and went back to the room, but saw Jing Xi was already waiting in his room, with exquisite pastries on the table.

After that day, he felt embarrassed, and sometimes subconsciously wanted to avoid Jingxi; but the young man didn't realize it was strange, after a night of absurdity, he was still as usual, and when talking to Ye Ling, there was still a smile in his eyes.

...It is not like a person who is forced to fall in love.

The young man asked Ye Ling to sit down, blew on the hot porridge, pushed the staple food and snacks in front of Ye Ling, and smiled softly, "Master, let's have some breakfast."

Picking up a piece of mung bean cake, Ye Ling took a bite under the expectant eyes of the young man, and suddenly froze.

this taste...

He raised his head, looked into the young man's eyes, and asked seriously, "Is this mung bean cake made by Yu Lian?"