Master, you think too much

What should I do if someone molested me?

Slap to death.

What should I do if I was molested by the protagonist?

Lie down.

...But how could Sangzi really let him do something stupid, if he really messed with himself in a daze, he wouldn't know how disgusting he was when he woke up tomorrow.

——This old man who is hundreds of years older than himself dares to take advantage of his own danger to take his first time? !

Dead dead dead!

……

Sangzi sighed, touched the head of the protagonist who was still buried in his neck, sucking and biting carelessly, carefully lifted his head, and then slapped Su Boli's face with his backhand with a "slap".

Sangzi's slap was controlled very well, neither too heavy nor too light.

While allowing Su Boli to wake up, it will not leave too obvious slap marks...

After a while, Su Boli slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were particularly confused, obviously still in a daze...

It's just that I don't know what I'm holding in my hand, it's warm, soft and elastic...

After Su Boli was dazed, he saw clearly that what he was holding was the slender waist of the master..., he was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

Sang Zi twitched the corners of her mouth, the protagonist, you can take advantage of this deity, don't pretend to be dead...

"Hey, wake up, Su Boli, don't let this deity slap you again." Sang Zi stretched out her hand to push him.

Su Boli knelt and sat on the side, his eyes were opened, but unfortunately his eyes were dull and stupid.

Sangzi straightened his clothes without changing his expression, and pulled off the thin blanket with his back facing him. Based on his physical fitness, it is estimated that the traces would disappear after dawn.

"Fix it yourself, and go to bed when you're done."

"Master, Master?" Su Boli yelled in a hoarse voice with tears in his voice.

"Ok?"

"Master... I, I really didn't mean it, really... I really didn't mean to belittle you... I don't know what happened to me..."

Sangzi rolled her eyes, isn't this nonsense?If you really mean to belittle the deity, it will be difficult for the deity!

"It's nothing, it's just that you have grown up, that... you can do it yourself, don't hold back..."

Old Sang Zi blushed, thinking that this was the first time this kid had a wet dream, Mao didn't even understand... What he said was too obscene...

Sangzi turned over to see how the boy was doing.

Su Boli's lower body stood up vigorously, but he himself covered his face with his hands, sobbing and choking, not daring to touch it.

Sangzi silently spurned herself in her heart.

——He is still a child!

—Shy, innocent, young, child!

- How does the child understand this? !

...So sex education for teenagers is very important...

In the physiology class, sex education is also divided into a unit!

It's a pity that Su Boli was born thousands of years earlier and messed up time and space, so he couldn't hear the super-class lecture given by the physiology teacher aunt who was slightly obscene.

Now facing the scene of the crime again, the protagonist doesn't have a good friend who taught him how to masturbate. (I think) as the master the protagonist relies on the most, Sang Zi can only bite the bullet and go to battle in person.

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Sangzi stared at the young man lying on the bed and fell asleep without moving.

That shy, submissive young man who would feel inferior because of other people's unintentional words, has now learned to stick to his bottom line.

Congratulations, Su Boli, you finally...

"You've finally... grown up."

Sangzi sighed.

His voice was so continuous and long, like a sigh of wind lingering in the ancient city of Loulan deep in the desert, winding around his throat.

His black pupils are shrouded in obvious water vapor, just like the thin ice refracted by the winter morning sun on the river surface, the water is shining.

It's a pity that Su Boli slept deeply.

Don't want to wake up, don't want to wake up.

Afraid to see Master, but also afraid not to see Master.

Will Master be angry?Master is angry, what should I do?

If I confess to Master that I didn't do it on purpose...Will Master believe it?

Su Boli suddenly remembered that on a bright autumn afternoon, his master proposed to personally castrate a certain little fox that was stalking him...

Use your hands and feet...to be castrated.

Sang Zi covered him with the quilt, slowly lay down beside him, and closed her eyes.

The heart is as chaotic as nettles.

How should I explain to the protagonist tomorrow, so as not to be regarded as a strange uncle who desecrates the physical and mental health of young people...

The more I thought about it, the more sleepy I became, and finally I fell asleep.

There are three poles in the sun, and the sun is shining brightly.

Su Boli was confused for a long time before he remembered where this was.

--where?

In the master's room.

——Where is Master?

lying beside.

—Are the clothes still there?

...Ling, messy...

Ow—

Su Boli groaned in his heart.

Was that a dream last night?is not it! !

Although it feels so real, comfortable and uncomfortable... But my master is as pure and innocent as an exiled immortal, how could it be possible to do such a thing, how could it be possible...

The Banished Immortal, who was pretending to be asleep, narrowed his upper and lower eyelids carefully, secretly observing the protagonist's expression.

From the protagonist's dull face, to his collapsed face, to his pale face, and finally to his ashes...

The protagonist's expression is slightly richer!

Sangzi couldn't pretend anymore, he pretended to rub his eyes and turned over to sit up, and covered the corners of his mouth and yawned quietly, pretending to be lazy just waking up.

"Master, Master?" Su Boli stammered as he turned around.

"Yeah." Sang Zi nodded, "What time is it?"

The sun is quite bright.

"...noon."

Oh, it turned out to be late.

Sangzi's body froze, she grabbed the clothes and put them on her body.

"Put it on! Hurry up with me!"

The protagonist always arrives at critical moments, and this time is no exception.

They're in time for... in time for lunch...

It has been said that Mu Yunzong is straightforward, and if he doesn't gossip with you, he also pays attention to elegance.

Put tables, chairs, benches and bowls and chopsticks directly in the open-air meeting place, and the disciples of all sects have already sat in their proper positions, and the only thing that needs to be served is the food.

Then Sangzi rushed in with Su Boli in a hurry.

Both the master and the apprentice had loose long hair, and their clothes were scattered, and the sleep marks on Su Boli's face had not yet disappeared.

"Morning, Sect Master Sangzi." The Great Elder of Muyun Sect stroked his long gray beard and said with a smile.

He was dressed in a fashionable indigo robe with a stand collar and wide sleeves, which made Sangzi's eyes shine.

Sitting in front of the Great Elder was Mo Chongxiu with a slightly bitter expression.

Sang Zi nodded calmly and appreciatively at the First Elder.

However, the Great Elder didn't look at him, but locked his eyes meaningfully on his stupid apprentice.

Sang Zi glanced sideways at the stupid apprentice beside him, stepped forward, and blocked him behind him calmly.

Su Boli lowered his head, and untied the wrong belt on his chest as if no one was there.

"Did Sangzi Sect Master sleep well?" the Great Elder continued to ask with a smile, and the faces of the blue-clothed Sect Masters behind him were very ugly.

Yesterday was just a small test, but today is the real competition. Mu Yunzong's great elder and grand suzerain put him in the highest position, which gave him enough face, and he dared to be late!

No!It can no longer be described as being late, this is clearly absent from class!

It was literally slapping Mu Yunzong in the face!

"Shang Ke." Naturally, Sang Zi knew that he was a little sorry for Mu Yunzong, and thought that it would be impossible to attract hatred like this, and there must be a way to calm Mu Yunzong's anger and develop a good impression of himself.