Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Extreme Cold, Extreme Heat...
Xuan Min's gentle appearance was very different from the temperature of his lips and tongue. The breath on his body was clean yet scorching and full of aggressiveness.
But he gave people the feeling of being gentle and compassionate, as if he tolerated everything. This extreme contrast almost made Ling Fuying lose his mind.
Well, she was indeed horny.
This was just a dream, and she couldn't move. She could do nothing about what happened next, which made Fu Ying think so.
The hot breath sprayed on her cheek, making Fu Ying's back numb and her eyelashes tremble. She could feel her lips opening automatically.
This feeling is so weird.
Her body was taking the initiative, but she was actually struggling inside. She even wanted to push him away countless times. It was as if her body was fighting a fierce battle with her brain, and then she watched herself sink with her own eyes.
Xuan Min's kiss was extremely gentle, like a quagmire that slowly wore away her defenses and tension bit by bit. In just a moment, she was completely swallowed up from head to toe.
Feeling the chill, Ling Fuying closed his eyes tightly. There was nowhere to hide, and he had to face it head-on. Ling Fuying was soaked all over and his nerves were almost paralyzed.
"Xuan, Xuan Min."
Xuan Min's movements were meticulous and patient, as if he was tasting some delicious food, and his face was sacred as if he was offering sacrifices to his Buddha.
"Donor." He still called her that.
The large, calloused hands gently placed their hands on her skirt, treating it with the utmost care.
Ling Fuying wanted to cover herself but couldn't move. This feeling made her so ashamed that she almost exploded.
Suddenly her body began to move on its own, completely out of control. She wrapped her arms around Xuan Min who was leaning over her, pulled his body down, and began to take the dominant position.
Fu Ying was left with no tears and could only allow himself to do such a thing that was worse than that of an animal.
Even at this time, Xuan Min still had Buddhist beads hanging on his neck and wrists. They felt soft and delicate to the touch, and when Fu Ying lay on him, his delicate skin was scratched by the beads, which hurt a little. He couldn't help but move his position before lowering his head to continue.
This was the first time that Fu Ying realized how reckless she was, and it refreshed her understanding of herself. This dream was truly absurd.
She actually had erotic dreams about Xuan Min and did something indecent to him. She didn't know when she had become so crazy.
It was clear that she had been intimate with Shen Fuxue just last night.
She seriously suspected that when she first cleansed her physical aptitude, the system had secretly tampered with her and changed her body sensitivity, causing her to become like this.
Just like the protagonist in those miscellaneous books she read who couldn't stand loneliness.
Moreover, he is gifted and can control several people in one night.
The system that was accidentally discovered was trembling with fear and remained silent.
Ling Fuying soon had no time to think about anything else, as Xuan Min's hot big hand gently climbed up.
Question marks and exclamation marks kept popping up in my mind.
This was a dream. It was the Xuan Min she had created herself. I guess deep down she actually wanted Xuan Min to treat her like this.
She is so nasty.
But she soon comforted herself that dreams were all kinds of strange and no one could interfere, so she didn't need to worry about it.
In the dream, there must be no pain, only happiness. It’s just a dream.
The dream allows her to do whatever she wants. No one knows what happened between her and Xuan Min, and she will not take any responsibility.
Ling Fuying looked at the man on her body. His wedding clothes had been torn apart by her, revealing his tight muscles, strong and thin waist, and Buddhist beads pressed against his chest.
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Tears quickly welled up in Ling Fuying's eyes, and she subconsciously held her breath. Every breath she took became extremely difficult. She saw the flickering candlelight.
The candle flame was suddenly blown by the wind, causing Fu Ying to frown tightly.
The bedding beneath her was wrinkled and covered with deep and shallow folds, and her clothes were scattered all over the ground, like fallen petals in a lotus pond after the rain.
She was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes, so Xuan Min carried her away to wash her. She fell into a deep sleep, but soon she woke up in a daze.
She saw Xuan Min looking at her with moist eyes, his Adam's apple rolling.
Ling Fuying was so frightened that she wanted to speak, but she saw his solemn face slowly fall.
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Because of the long dream, she slept until noon. When she woke up, she was a little dazed. She rubbed her temples, but saw Yuchi Xianyue looking at her beside the bed.
Ling Fuying:!
Her heartbeat had stopped and she had not yet fully recovered from the dream. Her brain was working slowly to process and analyze the current situation. Yuchi Xianyue was elusive. When did he appear?
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her thoughtfully, his gaze wandering over her face, especially her expression. He had seen all kinds of expressions on her face, but rarely this one.
Ling Fuying in front of him looked exhausted, her clothes were even slightly damp, and she was unusually warm.
Yuchi Xianyue stared at her.
Chen Fuxue's face and the figures of the two people appeared in his mind. At this moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Yuchi Xianyue's mind.
He glanced calmly at Ling Fuying's bed and her slightly open clothes, but everything was normal.
"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Ling Fuying opened his mouth but found that his voice was very hoarse and he was slightly surprised.
Ling Fuying remembered that in the dream, she was relatively restrained at first because she was still quite shy. However, Xuan Min seemed to know nothing about these things but was actually extremely talented, and he improved each time. Later, she didn't care what she did or shouted.
Seeing Yuchi Xianyue in front of him, he felt even more disgusted. The monks were so powerful, but he... as I said, an embroidered pillow.
"Why do you have such an expression, Madam?" Yuchi Xianyue stared at her face carefully, not missing any of her expressions.
"It was just a dream. Do I need your permission to even dream?"
Yuchi Xianyue grabbed her wrist and tried to lift her clothes, but Ling Fuying slapped her hard in the face, "Are you sick?"
The red mark from the slap was very noticeable on Yuchi Xianyue's cold face, and it was totally inconsistent with his appearance and demeanor. He continued to look at Ling Fuying's body.
He just asked Fu Ying to turn sideways to avoid his fierce gaze.
Ling Fuying spoke without restraint and the slap was extremely loud.
When Fu Ying's hand came over just now, the fragrant breeze from her sleeve came before the slap, and then he felt a warm touch on his face. Such pain was insignificant to him.
"Madam is angry?"
Shouldn't she be angry?
Seeing what she was thinking, Yuchi Xianyue said calmly: "I trust Madam, and you must not forget the agreement, otherwise..."
Otherwise, Yuchi Xianyue was threatening her.
"Madam, since you are dreaming, you must not have woken up yet, so continue to rest."
Ling Fuying felt exhausted and sleepy. Although it was just a dream, it was no less than she had really spent the whole night with Xuan Min. She took another nap and didn't get up until almost afternoon.
She didn't want to go through it again anytime soon.
When I changed clothes, I looked at my body and there was no trace at all. It was indeed a dream.
Ling Fuying went out and sat under the porch to watch the snow. The cold wind blew away the heat on her face.
She was still thinking about her latest dream. It was not like she had never had erotic dreams before, but this was the first time it felt so real.
While thinking, Ling Fuying saw the figure of the person in her dream appear in the distance. It was Xuan Min. Her mind froze.
The image of him who was sweating and panting last night and Xuan Min who was standing far away at this moment, dressed in simple monk's robes and with a calm expression, was separated and overlapped, making Fu Ying quickly look away. She was very busy at this time, but she didn't know what she was busy with. She just kept flipping through the cultivation books in her hands.
When she looked over again, Xuan Min had disappeared from the courtyard.
Xuan Min returned to the house, looking calm but actually feeling extremely confused.
After sitting down, the man's brows were slightly furrowed, his eyelashes kept trembling, and even when he was meditating, the scene of having sex with her always appeared in his mind.
He twisted the Buddhist beads faster and faster, his face pale and solemn, more divine than the statue that hid the confusing nightmare, but he was thinking about those dirty things.
Ever since he dreamed of Ling Fuying in the inn that night, he had forced himself to use his mental skills to control himself, and he had never dreamed of being intimate with her since then. But last night.
Even in the inn, he only dreamed half of it, but last night he actually dreamed that he and Ling Fuying got married.
They did everything they should have done, and also did things they shouldn't have done, and it even lasted for a whole night. Xuan Min had no idea why he had such a dream. It was as if all the Buddhist teachings he had learned before were thrown out of his mind, but how could he control the dream?
Xuan Min could not look Ling Fuying in the eyes now, as monks were not allowed to break their vows.
Not only did he break his vow, he even had thoughts about a married woman, which made his crime even more serious.
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There was finally some movement from Ling Zhouci. He sent a message to Ling Fuying to discuss the matter of the Dragon Breath Pill with him.
Ling Fuying, who was wondering whether to ask Chen Fuxue to come forward, was overjoyed.
Just as she walked out of the door, she was stopped by Yuchi Xianyue, "Madam, where are you going?"
Ling Fuying frowned, "I can go wherever I want, what does it have to do with you?"
They don't have a marriage contract now, so they can't be considered husband and wife.
"Yuchi Xianyue, we have already divorced. Even if we hadn't divorced, you can't interfere with my freedom."
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her expressionlessly.
"I'm telling the truth. You agreed to this agreement."
"Besides, I do have something important to discuss with Young Master Lingzhou. Why are you doing this?"
Upon hearing that she was going to see Ling Zhouci, Yuchi Xianyue stepped aside.
He has always looked down on such sickly people, and it is even more impossible for Fu Ying to look down on them.
Yuchi Xianyue curled his lips and said, "Of course, I was just asking casually, why are you so angry, Madam?"
Ling Fuying ignored what he said and left.
The conversation between the two fell into the ears of Ling Zhouci who was sitting at a distant corner.
He only heard two key words - divorce.
They've divorced and are no longer husband and wife? His eyes suddenly lit up.
Realizing what he was thinking, he quickly suppressed his excitement. He frowned. What was there to be excited about?
Ling Zhouci is becoming increasingly confused about herself.
He hid in the corner and heard Ling Fuying's footsteps coming towards him. He quickly drove the wheelchair up and returned to his room.
After Ling Fuying went over, Yufeng left and closed the door. The room was a little dim. Before Ling Fuying could speak, Ling Zhouci took the initiative to say, "I can give you the Dragon Breath Pill."
Fu Ying's eyes lit up. It actually worked. Her persistence was worth it.
"But you have to agree to one condition of mine."
Ling Fuying: "You say."
"I haven't thought about it yet."
Could it be like this? Ling Fuying had never thought of it.
"It can't be anything criminal, and it can't go against my wishes." Ling Fuying agreed after thinking it over.
Dragon Breath Pill is very important to her.
She was about to leave, but saw Ling Zhouci suddenly turn pale and cough violently with his hands covering his lips.
Ling Fuying dodged for a moment, fearing that the blood would get on her body.
Ling Zhouci didn't want her to see him like this, so she forced herself to leave, "You go first. It will take time to get the Dragon Breath Pill from the mansion."
"Then I'll trouble you, young master."
After walking out of the door, Ling Fuying turned back and said, "Young Master, I'd better buy it with my own money. You can make any price you want."
"I'm not selling Dragon Breath Pills."
It can only be exchanged for one of her conditions.
How greedy! Such a condition is worth more than tens of millions of spirit stones.
But Ling Fuying had no choice but to agree. After all, getting the thing in hand was the real thing, and other verbal things could be discussed later.
With Ling Zhouci's confirmation, Fu Ying solved a major problem. Now he just had to wait for the Dragon Breath Pill to be delivered from the Continent Lord's Mansion, which would arrive within three days at the latest.
She was full of anticipation.
Ling Fuying thought that the erotic dream that night was just an accident. That night, she finished her training and went to rest, but saw Chen Fuxue appear.
Why is he here again tonight? It’s obvious that Yuchi Xianyue is still here. He is getting bolder and bolder.
But it just so happened that she also had something to ask him, so she pulled him to sit at the table.
"Master, I want to ask you something."
Only when Ling Fuying said the word "Master" did she suddenly realize that she and Shen Fuxue were master and disciple.
Her master, who should have been respected and was high and mighty by her, inexplicably developed such a relationship with her, which made Fu Ying feel deeply moved.
If this were to become known to the outside world, I wonder what a sensation it would cause.
"Xiaoman, you say." Chen Fuxue sat very close to Ling Fuying, so close that he could touch her skirt and calves with a slight movement.
Ling Fuying collected his wandering thoughts and continued to inquire about the movements of Lingzhou Ci and Zhouzhu Mansion.
She noticed Chen Fuxue's sudden rapid breathing and moved a little further away from him. "Master, did Ling Zhouci tell you when she would be heading to Wulan City?"
I don't know whether the Tianhan Pearl can completely suppress the Heavenly Fire in her body, or even make it work for her. Now the only thing that can allow her to overtake others is the Heavenly Fire in her body.
The system talked about the domineering nature of this thing. It can make a person successful, but it can also easily destroy a person. Countless monks have died from the heavenly fire, but there are very few who can control it. It can almost be said to be extinct.
She once only hoped that this thing could solve the fire poison in her body, but now her situation made it impossible for her to stop. After all, everything was moving in a good direction.
Although her idea was naive, she still wanted to beat Yuchi Xianyue down.
Chen Fuxue: "He hasn't told me this recently, but the matter of Dragon Ridge Peak is temporarily over. Either go back to the Continent Lord's Mansion or go to Wulan City."
Chen Fuxue didn't care about these things. He came to Daluozhou just for Ling Fuying. If she was not here, this place would have no meaning to him.
He moved his fingers, took Ling Fuying's hand, and held it tightly in his palm. The softness and warmth made him unable to let go, and his empty heart was gradually filled.
This time, he didn't teleport back to his room, but instead pushed the door open and left, walking out of Ling Fuying's room with a dignified manner. He and Ling Fuying were master and disciple, and other people might not think much of him coming out of her room, but this person definitely didn't include Yuchi Xianyue.
When they reached the level of Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue, they were unable to detect each other's whereabouts, and neither of them could know whether the other had entered Ling Fuying's room to seduce her.
But this time, Chen Fuxue took the initiative to withdraw from the barrier, exposing his whereabouts to Yuchi Xianyue's sight.
He knew the relationship between Shen Fuxue and Ling Fuying very well, and he was really curious about what other good qualities Shen Fuxue had besides her face.
It was so dull and uninteresting that Fu Ying was afraid that she was only attracted to his face, but there would definitely be a day when she would get bored and annoyed with it.
The fact that Ling Fuying was unwilling to get close to him had always been a thorn in Yuchi Xianyue's heart. Even though he was not interested in matters between men and women, he could not tolerate his authority as a man being repeatedly despised and challenged by her.
Thinking of Ling Fuying's extremely suspicious mental state during the day, Yuchi Xianyue looked indifferent.
Ling Fuying was just changing into her bedtime dress when she turned around and saw Yuchi Xianyue, who had appeared out of nowhere. His gaze seemed to be fixed on her chest. Ling Fuying didn't know how much he had seen, so she covered her face and frowned, "Don't you know how to knock on the door?"
Yuchi Xianyue leaned against the door frame and said, "We are husband and wife, how can we not watch?"
Even though he always mentioned the word "husband and wife", they never had sex. He had never even seen Ling Fuying's body.
"We are not husband and wife, Yuchi Xianyue, we have already divorced." At most, he is her ex-husband.
Yuchi Xianyue ignored him, sat down at the table, and poured himself a cup of tea. "Would you like a drink, Madam?"
Ling Fuying was not in the mood for that.
"What on earth do you want to do when you stay up late at night?"
"Then you should ask Madam what she wants to do. Your husband will be there for you at any time."
Ling Fuying didn't have the time to chat with them.
"You like coming into my room so much, so to be fair, can I also come into your room anytime?"
"You're most welcome."
Yuchi Xianyue was so shameless that Fu Ying had to admit defeat.
He didn't mind sitting here all night.
He didn't mind letting Fu Ying mind. How could she sleep with Yuchi Xianyue watching over her?
"You better leave now."
Yuchi Xianyue took a sip of cold tea and put it down casually. "Madam said that X wanted to cultivate feelings with me. Is this how you cultivate it?"
"When did I say that?" What she meant was that she would choose between him and Shen Fuxue. Does this mean cultivating feelings?
Feibalai and Yuchi Xianyue talked back and forth for a long time, but he didn't seem to be bored.
Ling Fuying simply sat down in front of him and looked him straight in the eyes, "How do you want to cultivate feelings?"
She glanced down at his body and sneered, wondering if there was anything else he could do with her.
When asked this question, Yuchi Xianyue didn't know what to say.
Ling Fuying suddenly moved closer to him. Yuchi Xianyue looked at her face right in front of him and did not move.
She stretched out her slender jade fingers to untie Yuchi Xianyue's clothes, and her soft fingertips accidentally brushed across his Adam's apple. Yuchi Xianyue's pupils were deep, and his body was tense as he looked at Ling Fuying.
But the moment he touched her, he felt disgusted, so Fu Ying quickly withdrew her hand.
It really takes a strong mental quality to be able to die with a homosexual.
"I'm sleepy." Ling Fuying didn't want to bother with him any more, so she walked to the bed and lay down peacefully.
He ignored Yuchi Xianyue who was sitting at the table with an unrecognizable expression.
Because last night’s dream was very tiring, I fell asleep with my head touching the pillow.
But soon she appeared again in the Zen room she had dreamed of last night, but there were no red candles or wedding quilts. It was clean and tidy, but empty and simple.
Ling Fuying found herself wearing a plain white long dress and holding a storybook in her hand.
She stood up immediately, her temples throbbing.
She was still frightened by last night and her mind was confused. Could she have had another erotic dream? This familiar Zen room made her recall last night all of a sudden.
broken.
Fu Ying was worried that everything that happened last night would happen again. His calves were cramping and he pushed open the door to go out, but as soon as he stepped out of the door, his legs felt like they were filled with cement and were so heavy that he couldn't move at all.
She saw Xuan Min coming forward, who had just returned from practicing martial arts with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?" he asked gently.
Ling Fuying wanted to say yes. She didn't want to be in the same room with Xuan Min. Who knew how this dream would develop? What if it was another erotic dream? She really couldn't bear it. The Xuan Min in the dream made her unable to resist.
But she shook her head uncontrollably, which made Fu Ying feel hopeless. It was really over now.
Xuan Min naturally led her back to the room, so Fu Ying had never held hands with him before, and the number of times she held hands with a man was very few.
At this moment, Ling Fuying had a bold idea. She wanted Chen Fuxue to come and wake her up. There was no other time when she missed Chen Fuxue so much.
Monks are not to be provoked, and she cannot allow herself to have any improper thoughts about monks.
Xuan Min kissed her cheek and asked, "Are you bored staying in the house?"
He took Ling Fuying's hair and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position. We'll leave once everything is settled."
Seeing Xuan Min being so serious, Ling Fuying looked away uncomfortably. The content of this dream was not as good as the last one. Why was he so affectionate?
But she soon realized that she was thinking too much, and before she knew it, she was pushed to sit on the couch again.
Ling Fuying tilted her head and stared blankly at the slightly opened window. The scenery in front of her was shaking so much that she could hardly see clearly.
The sweat beads on the man's chin rolled down to her skin, causing Fu Ying's eyelashes to tremble slightly.
Xuan Min kissed her dazed eyes very gently.
Ling Fuying suddenly felt someone calling her in her ear, a mysterious voice, occasionally mixed with a clear voice.
She was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, and wanted to wake up from the dream but Xuan Min held her waist tightly.
Hot and cold, the extreme cold and heat made it impossible for her to think.
The voice sounded a bit like Chen Fuxue's, and Fu Ying didn't know whether it was her illusion or he had really come. Her mind was completely confused.
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It was already early morning. Chen Fuxue came and stood beside Ling Fuying's bed, watching her sleeping very restlessly.
He was sweating all over and was still muttering something like "no".
Was it a nightmare?
Chen Fuxue lightly touched the sweat on Ling Fuying's cheek with his fingertips, and put it into his mouth. It was the taste of Xiaoman that he liked and made him feel at ease.
So he lowered his head and licked the sweat on her cheeks and neck.
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The author has something to say: I have changed it so much that I have no temper [starry eyes] There is no adverse effect, it is just a dream [please][please][please]
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