Chapter 24 Ah Que, what are you thinking? Master, could it be that you want to... with him?
Jiang Yuemian walked ahead, followed by Shen Que, whose face was flushed red.
The two followed the directions given by the passersby and arrived at the city lord's mansion.
Jiang Yuemian did not intend to go in. She only said to the guard at the door, "When my disciple and I came here, we encountered a group of bandits. Now my disciple has taken over their leader. I would like to trouble the city lord to send people to wipe out the remaining bandits."
Upon hearing this, the guard's expression immediately turned serious: "Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist, I will go and inform the city lord immediately."
"No need. My disciple and I have things to do, so we'll be leaving now."
The guard was taken aback. These two were not interested in fame or fortune. There were plenty of people who wanted to see his city lord. Did these two really not intend to go in and take a look?
"Let's go, Ah Que." After saying that, the two turned around.
The guard glanced at the two figures for a moment, then rushed inside to report.
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“Ah Que, it’s getting late. Let’s find a place to stay. I’m a little hungry. Are you hungry too?” Jiang Yuemian glanced at the sky and rubbed her flat stomach. She turned to look at Shen Que, seemingly asking for his opinion. Her expectant gaze made it impossible for Shen Que to refuse.
He loved the way his master looked at him, and Shen Que couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth: "Okay."
Jiang Yuemian found it strange that Aque was in such a good mood.
When the two arrived at the inn, Jiang Yuemian asked the waiter to serve some local specialties and arranged two superior rooms for them.
The dishes were served quickly, and Jiang Yuemian's mouth was already watering. She urged Chen Que to eat, and she had already picked up a slice of beef. As soon as she put it in her mouth, her eyes lit up: "Mmm...Ah Que, it's so delicious! You should try it!"
Jiang Yuemian didn't eat alone either; she used her chopsticks to pick up a slice of beef and put it into Chen Que's bowl.
Then, while eating, she watched Shen Que with anticipation, waiting for him to taste it.
The intense gaze made Shen Que's face burn; her master had used her chopsticks to pick it up.
Wouldn't that mean...?
No, I can't think about it anymore. Under the direct gaze of the other man, Shen Que slowly put the slice of beef to his mouth and ate it.
"Isn't it delicious?" Jiang Yuemian asked.
"Mmm." Shen Que's ears turned bright red.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the two went upstairs. Just as Shen Que was about to step into his room, Jiang Yuemian suddenly stepped out of her room.
She spoke softly, saying something that Shen Que knew all too well: "Ah Que, get ready and come to my room tonight."
Before he could reply, Jiang Yuemian slammed the door shut.
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Even in his room, Chen was not at ease.
He wondered what his master had asked him to do.
It was late at night, and Master was a woman, moreover.
Thinking of this, his eyes reddened.
Today, his master actually picked up some food for him himself.
I've heard that some masters and disciples don't distinguish between themselves, and some masters like to treat their disciples as furnaces or cauldrons.
If, if Master also wanted to do this…
Jiang Yuemian's aloof face appeared in Shen Que's mind. His master's face was very handsome, especially when he smiled, which dispelled all coldness and made his heart flutter.
But... but she is my master! Shen Que bit her lip.
He really didn't want to think about it anymore, but two little figures appeared in his mind arguing.
The little figure in black said viciously, "So what if he's Master! Don't you trust Master so much?!"
The little figure in white was conflicted: But Master is Master.
The little man in black: Then tell me, is Master someone you can rely on?
The little man in white: Of course!
The little figure in black continued to tempt: "Then it's no big deal! Master likes you! And you like Master too! If Master really wants to...do ...
The little figure in the white clothes blushed: But, but...
The little man in black said menacingly, "But what! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Don't you want to be with her forever?"
The little man in white finally disappeared with a plop, and the little man in black defeated the little man in white.
Shen Que's face was now flushed red.
Yes, so what if he's his master? His master is the person he trusts most, so what's wrong with that?
But... but he has no experience, will he be disliked by his master?
He couldn't bear the thought of his master's face showing disgust towards him.
Then, shouldn't he be prepared?
No, that's not right. If Master wants to be like that with him, then wouldn't he have a lot of experience?
His eyes darkened, a hint of disappointment in them.
He thought, "Yes, with a master who is so popular and has such a high status, it's hard to guarantee that he doesn't have a few fleeting romances."
As Shen Que thought of this, jealousy gradually welled up in his eyes. He thought, what's past is past, and from now on, no matter what, his master can only be his.
Shen Que secretly made up his mind.
......
Jiang Yuemian lay listlessly on the couch, one hand propping up her head. She was feeling drowsy and thought to herself, "Why isn't A-Que here yet?"
Just then.
A "knock-knock" sound rang out.
Well...it's finally here.
"Enter."
Shen Que heard some low voices, and despite being mentally prepared, she still blushed.
Is Master a little impatient?
He gently pushed the door open, stepped inside, and then closed it.
"Master?" he asked softly.
"This way."
Shen Que walked over, speaking in Jiang Yuemian's voice.
From Chen Que's perspective, the immortal sage lay languidly on the long couch, wearing only a plain white undergarment. She lay there quietly, her eyelashes drooping. Looking down, her delicate jade feet and ankles were flawless and white.
Upon entering and witnessing such a sensual scene, he felt inexplicably shy. His master... his master seemed to have already bathed. Could it be...?
Moreover, those feet are so beautiful, and I wonder if the skin under Master's clothes is also so white.
Shen Que felt that his face must be completely red at that moment.
Jiang Yuemian waited for a long time, only to hear the word "Master" before hearing footsteps slowly approaching, followed by silence.
She opened her eyes with some confusion and saw Shen Que standing there motionless.
Um?
"Ah Que?" Why aren't you coming over?
Shen Que only came to his senses when he heard the call, and saw that Jiang Yuemian had already opened her eyes, which were misty, perhaps because she had just taken a bath.
Shen Que suddenly felt a surge of fire rise in his lower abdomen.
He slowly walked towards Jiang Yuemian, who then sat up.
"Master, I'm ready," he heard himself say nervously.
But his voice trembled, and he didn't seem prepared at all. He cursed himself for being so useless. He hadn't even done anything yet and he was already like this. How was he going to serve his master well in a while?
Jiang Yuemian also felt that A Que was acting strangely today. He was just there to play a bedtime game, but he seemed... She couldn't quite put her finger on it and could only swallow her doubts.
Then, she gently called out, "Ah Que, come here."
Upon hearing this, Shen Que's throat tightened, and he pulled himself closer to Jiang Yuemian.
He then squatted down in front of Jiang Yuemian, his head resting on Jiang Yuemian's knees.
He was so nervous that he didn't know what to say. The thought of being with his master forever made him swallow hard.
Jiang Yuemian was still puzzled. Why did A Que squat down?
Just then, a delicate fragrance wafted into her nostrils. It smelled wonderful.
She thought it and said it aloud. She suddenly brought her face close to Shen Que's shoulder, sniffing him closely, completely unaware of the tension on his body, and whispered in his ear, "Ah Que, you smell so good."
The string in Shen Que's mind snapped with a "snap," leaving only the Immortal Venerable's words.
He felt an itch in his ears and arrogantly believed that his master's words were an implication.
Master is about to begin.
Shen Que took a deep breath and, once he was ready, rested his head on Jiang Yuemian's knees. He was completely blushing, and with a shy expression, he said tremblingly, "Master, I... I'm willing."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, as if that would prevent Jiang Yuemian from seeing him.
Huh? It's just playing a game.
Why is Ah Que so shy?
She looked intently at Chen Que; why was his face so red? Could it be that he had a fever?
Then he placed his hand on Shen Que's head. Shen Que thought it was his master stroking his face. He struggled inwardly, but his body had already pressed against his master to feel his warmth.
Master, are you making preparations?
He had heard that if the two of them were to..., they would first have to do some things to make things easier for themselves.
The fact that his master touched him so quickly suggests that he truly loves him.
Shen Que was feeling very happy at this moment. He had forgotten the internal struggle he had been having before coming here, and all he could think about was his master.
Master smells wonderful; the fragrance of plum blossoms has enveloped his entire being.
He felt his whole body go limp.
Jiang Yuemian felt something was strange at this moment. Ah Que didn't seem to have a fever, so why was he so hot?
Oh well, never mind, let's play! She's wanted to play Truth or Dare with Ah Que for ages!
Ah, what is Ah Que doing? Why isn't he getting up yet? Although Ah Que is very close to her, he can't just lean on her all the time.
Jiang Yuemian felt it necessary to remind him: "A-Que, let's begin."
start....
Upon hearing this, Shen Que's face turned even redder, and he let out another breath.
Shen Que, you can do it well, you can give Master a good experience.
He gritted his teeth, stood up, and tackled Jiang Yuemian onto the couch.
Their eyes met.
Shen Que's eyes held a mixture of shyness and anticipation.
Jiang Yuemian looked shocked.
“…”
The air suddenly froze.
Jiang Yuemian felt that something was wrong.
Huh? Wait a minute? Why did Ah Que tackle her?
This is not right!
Ah Que's eyes were also... and his breathing was a little labored.
Jiang Yuemian then realized that Ah Que might have misunderstood something.
She then recalled that in the cultivation world, it seemed many masters would engage in intimate acts with their disciples?
Ah Que probably also thought she would force him, right?
Thinking of this, she finally said helplessly, "Ah Que, get up first."
She needs to salvage her image; could it be that Ah Que thinks she's a lustful person?
Upon hearing this, Shen Que's heart sank to the bottom. Could it be that his master thought he was being too rough?
Jiang Yuemian noticed that Shen Que's gaze had changed again.
Jiang Yuemian sighed helplessly: "What is he thinking?"
However, we must teach Ah Que a lesson so that he will never dare to treat her as a casual person again.
Her lips curled up, her fingers pinched Shen Que's chin, and she leaned forward. The fragrance instantly blended with the bamboo scent on Shen Que's body, causing Shen Que to catch his breath.
Just as Shen Que was in turmoil, a breathy voice sounded in his ear: "A-Que, what are you thinking about?"
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Author's Note: Here it comes! [Laughing][Laughing][Clown]
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