Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

"Okay."

Mu Nanfeng came to his senses, leaned on the soft bed, smiled and watched Su Xian approach.

Su Xian raised her head, and slowly bent over on the soft step, playing with her fingertips.Slowly, neither fast nor slow, even breathing is light and lazily moving.

However, the tip of the ear is still red.He is proud of being favored, and he is ashamed to speak.

Occasionally glanced at Mu Nanfeng, then quickly retracted his gaze, stared at the pure black clothes, and tugged lightly.

Mu Nanfeng's fingertips touched his chin, rubbing his fingertips lightly, and he felt the person in front of him raise his head impatiently, and hummed softly in his throat.

"The wind can't blow it clean, so how can I wash it to satisfy Master..." Mu Nanfeng tugged forward, Suxian pursed his lips sullenly, and remained silent, not responding to his ill-intentioned question.

Mu Nanfeng skillfully pulled out the demonic energy, untied Suxian's clothes, and summoned a spring water that exuded a fragrance.

His face turned cold, and Qingquan smashed his whole body.

Su Xian breathed a sigh of relief and tensed his back.

Su Xian sighed softly, raised her hand, and water drops fell down, shaking off Mu Nanfeng's clothes.

"Bad." He complained softly.

I don't know who is playing the tantrum.

Mu Nanfeng turned a deaf ear, and his fingertips separated from the taut and trembling crimson skin.

Some scented water patterns were picked up on the fingertips, and handed to Su Xian, asking him to suck it up.

Su Xian opened her mouth obediently, and bit down, her sharp teeth hurt from the sight, she wanted to teach this scoundrel a lesson.

...can't bite.

He squeezed his jaw like an iron lock, forcing him to shut his mouth.

Mu Nanfeng murmured to himself: "It doesn't seem to work... Then what does Master want to wash with?"

Su Xian still didn't answer, the tips of her ears were burning red.

He kept silent, his throat moved.

His eyes were a little scattered, but when they fell, they seemed to have substance, cruising around with enthusiasm.

Mu Nanfeng lowered his eyes, and his fingertips were slightly red.

Su Xian sat down and tore off the pure black skirt casually, wanting him to sink even more than herself.

It's just that his body is really not as good as Mu Nanfeng's, and if he moves a little, his breath is already uneven.He has already finished coaxing his apprentice, and he can't hold on if he continues to mess around.

Su Xian then leaned on Mu Nanfeng's knee, and said in a hoarse voice, "Also..."

The soft palm trembled slightly, clenched tightly, and the fingertips flicked threateningly.

"It's not that you have to hurt me."

Is it--

Mu Nanfeng took a tight breath, forced himself to relax, and still sat lazily, with a smile in his eyes.

It seems to be pulled to the end with the prime string.

Su Xian knew what he wanted.

This greedy person.He had already figured it out.

If you let him this time, I don't know what will happen.

The pupils froze for a moment, then became firm again.Su Xian pushed herself down, curled her legs, supported herself, and leaned down to kiss Nan Feng's brow.

"I'll do it myself," he lowered his eyes slightly, and said angrily, "If you have the ability, don't move. I will wrap myself tightly and rest by myself. I love myself the most."

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The hosta fell to the ground.

Su Xian hung her head panting.

The black hair is scattered.

The mortal body was tired before, but now it is not fully recovered.He is so tired.

"You bully people..." Su Xian weakly held Mu Nanfeng's hand, tilted his head, "Don't move... I'll get tired if you move."

"Then Master?" Mu Nanfeng's voice was hoarse.

His breath lingered around her body, Su Xian trembled all over, her chest rose and fell sharply, and she stopped talking.

After a while, he softened and moaned: "This carriage is unstable...don't move around."

Mu Nanfeng paused.

The next moment, the carriage jolted violently.

Su Xian's body was about to be shaken apart, he suddenly raised his head and screamed silently.Mu Nanfeng's fingertips left scratches where they touched.

Mu Nanfeng took a tight breath.

The fair skin was stained with a blush.He just touched it a little, and he didn't even use force, the master seemed to be broken.

No matter how unattainable he behaved when he was next to him, his master would be broken at the first touch in front of him.

And that's... satisfying.

And be greedy.

Su Xian's eyes were clouded, she fell and was crushed, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.

Tears flowed down the scorching body, blending with the fragrant puddle.Like a drop of water in a lake, when a gust of wind blows, it sloshes away without any resistance.

"Please, please..." Su Xian was completely exhausted, "Come here."

He is so sad.

He wanted to be hugged by his apprentice, he didn't want to stick to the apprentice himself.

He wants too much, he is so greedy.

But... Su Xian raised the corners of her lips slightly with a weeping sound.

"You will satisfy me... right." He stretched out his hand and intertwined Mu Nanfeng's fingers tightly.

Mu Nanfeng responded in a low voice.

"As long as... Master promises me a request."

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Open up the consciousness and blend with each other.This is the condition proposed by Mu Nanfeng.

Suxian has already experienced this kind of intimacy, as early as when he and Mu Nanfeng entered the jade pendant's forbidden array with spirit and soul.

At that time, in order to comfort him, Mu Nanfeng often came over and shook his hand.

The souls can clearly feel each other's feelings.

It also made Su Xian calm down at that time.

Otherwise, if he enters the forbidden formation alone, he doesn't know what will happen.

Suxian Yungong opened up his consciousness, but he was thinking in his heart.

He may need Mu Nanfeng's help for what he needs to do in the future.

But Mu Nanfeng obviously held back at that time.

And not this time.

The soul is the weakest part of a cultivator, and if he is not the closest person, as long as he gets close, he will be hanged to death by instinct.

Suxian didn't hang Mu Nanfeng to death, nor was he hurt by him, but he felt in a daze that he was going to die.

This feeling of being spied on.It's like giving your life to the other party.

The moment his mind and soul met, he seemed to be snatched away by someone, and he was powerless to fight back.

It's just the contact of spirit and soul, the body has not moved yet.Because of luck, the two even separated some distance.

You don't even have to touch it, you don't even have the strength to blink...it's embarrassing.Not physically weak, but almost mentally broken.

what is this……

He heard someone bewitching him softly in his ear: "Open."

Then it swept through his sea of ​​consciousness mercilessly.

The two different souls were separated at the touch of a touch, Su Xian exhausted her last strength and shrank herself.

Sensing that the man's soul was approaching again, he wanted to pry open the gap from his sealed soul.

He couldn't speak, he could only sob and beg Mu Nanfeng not to look.

Unable to control himself, the posture revealed due to the washing of his spirit and soul is too ugly... He can't be so ugly in front of his disciples.

But Mu Nanfeng had a bit of leeway, and after a touch of spiritual consciousness, he wanted to get in touch more, so he moved closer.

When the soul is touched, the instinct clamors that the danger needs to be avoided, but it is still desperately controlling it, not allowed to escape, and must continue.

Unspeakable satisfaction.

Mu Nanfeng knelt in front of Su Xian.

A thin voice was heard.

Master cried.

Su Xian's eyes were cloudy, and she let out a weak breath, and tears rolled down one by one.

On the other side of the soul, there was endless panic.Mu Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, then gently reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes for his master.

"It's okay..." He smiled softly, "Master is very beautiful."

Bewitching beauty.

Immediately afterwards, undeniable, the spirits and souls of the two touched again, entangled with each other.

Suxian's reaction was particularly intense as the traces of the soul separated out and touched the soul, the memory was sealed.

The loose memory seal... Mu Nanfeng's eyes darkened, and he wanted to keep looking, but was forcibly resisted by Su Xian.

So I can only give up.

What are you hiding from me.Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The fusion of spirit and soul is a very mysterious feeling.

But the boundary between the two is no longer clear.Su Xian faced Mu Nanfeng's repressed aggressiveness directly, and Mu Nanfeng saw Su Xian's expectation hidden under the panic.

So they are more compatible, entangled with each other, unwilling to separate.

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