Qian Yue looked at Su Yin, who was already feeling sleepy after her meal. She was clearly half asleep, her eyes slightly closed and her head shaking slightly. Qian Yue found it somewhat amusing. He curled his lips slightly, slowed down his tone, and his voice was exceptionally soft and pleasant. "Come here."
Go over? Su Yin woke up in shock. He wanted her to go over again? This pervert wouldn't want to kill her again, right? She had just eaten a full meal, so her blood flow had accelerated and she had enough blood again. Would this pervert bleed her? Thinking of this, Su Yin pretended not to hear him and moved her butt slightly backwards.
Looking at Su Yin who was cautiously moving back slightly for fear that he would notice, Qian Yue suddenly felt annoyed, and his tone revealed a hint of impatience, "Come here." His tone became more hurried.
Su Yin looked at Qian Yue. There was a hint of determination and impatience in his beautiful eyes. Su Yin knew that she could no longer pretend.
Su Yin sighed silently and finally calmed down. There was nothing he could do. This master was now his number one boss. His food, drink, defecation and urination might all depend on Qian Yue in the future. How could he not obey? So Su Yin took small steps and moved silently towards Qian Yue.
"What are you doing?" Su Yin looked up at Qian Yue. His chin was firm, and his facial features were three-dimensional as if carved by a knife. He faintly revealed the aura of a king. His long hair was scattered on his chest, like an immortal or a demon.
"Give me your hand." He lowered his head and looked at Su Yin, his eyes filled with rare seriousness.
What? Su Yin was startled and subconsciously clenched her hands. Give him her hands? She, Su Yin, had never had a boyfriend before. Apart from an accidental intimate contact with Qian Yue, she had never come into contact with a male creature before. Why should she give him her hands?
Su Yin looked up and glared back at him, but unexpectedly met his gaze. His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were full of seriousness.
It's really disappointing. Thinking of this, Su Yin gritted his teeth and slowly stretched out his hand.
Qian Yue stretched out his hand at the same time and held Su Yin's hand with his big hand.
Su Yin only felt that the strange feeling appeared again the moment Qian Yue held her hand. She felt her body temperature slowly rising, as if something was flowing out of her body bit by bit and slowly entering Qian Yue's body.
Feeling the endless spiritual power flowing into his body, Qian Yue slowly closed his eyes and used the spiritual power provided by Su Yin to repair his own deficiencies and nourish his dantian.
Looking at Qian Yue who had his eyes closed, holding her hand tightly and looking very happy, Su Yin began to feel a little uneasy, "What are you doing?"
Qian Yue ignored Su Yin and continued to complete his training.
It happened again. Su Yin was so angry that he wanted to pull his hand back. Qian Yue frowned and held Su Yin's hand even tighter.
"Don't move."
No way, Su Yin thought, ignoring him and trying hard to pull her hand out of Qian Yue's.
Qian Yue finally sighed helplessly and gave up his practice, but still held her hand tightly to absorb the spiritual energy.
"I have been trapped here for nearly a hundred years. I was seriously injured in the war a hundred years ago and was imprisoned here. I have lost most of my spiritual power and my cultivation has been greatly reduced. I want to use your spiritual power to increase my cultivation." He explained to Su Yin.
Based on Su Yin's many years of experience of only listening half and sleeping half in class, and never paying attention to the key points, Su Yin was stunned when he heard the first half of Qian Yue's sentence.
"Hundred years, how old are you?" Su Yin shouted at him.
Qian Yue didn't seem to expect Su Yin to ask him this question. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly uttered a number, "One hundred and fifty years old."
One hundred and fifty years old, one hundred and fifty years old? What? To think that a beautiful nineteen-year-old girl like Su Yin was actually having an affair with a super-invincible, century-old, perverted monster who was still alive at one hundred and fifty years old? She was even shocked when she said it.
Qian Yue saw Su Yin's sudden change in expression and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
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