[Master Chapter 41] Master, I love you (H) (End)

with twitching. Ling Yue's other hand kept wandering on the girl's body, caressing her nipples and waist one by one. He knew the girl's sensitive points very well. After a while, his fingers felt the rippling water. The

spirit sword was only one foot wide. Originally standing in a front-to-back position, Chu Jiao's legs became weak and her whole body weight leaned on the man behind her.

The man's lower body was pressed tightly against her buttocks, and the clear and large hard object was pressing directly against her buttocks.

"Ah... Master... It's... It's OK..."

Chu Jiao tilted her head and urged as her flower hole was itchy from being played with by the man's fingers.

Ling Yue's penis had long been swollen, he lifted the girl's skirt, unbuttoned the front of his pants, and thrust in.

"Ahhhh..."

The two of them pressed their chests against each other's backs, surrounded by the azure sky and white clouds, the spirit swords under their feet shuttled through the air at a very fast speed, although no one could see, but the absurdity of having sex in public still made Chu Jiao shy.

The man's rough breathing behind her was in her ears, and the man's warm and cool penis was in her body. Chu Jiao's pussy couldn't help but tighten, and

the pleasure brought by the rear entry flooded into her, making her lose her mind.

As the man's impact intensified, the two of them flew to the side of the main peak without realizing it.

Chu Jiao half-closed her eyes and looked down. There were some small black dots moving in the empty mountains. As the flying sword moved forward, the densely packed dots became larger and larger. They were clearly a group of disciples who were practicing.

"Ah... Master... Ah... Someone... Will... Will see..."

Chu Jiao looked down, and her heart suddenly became nervous. If someone found out what she looked like now, no, she didn't want to.

The little hole couldn't help but tighten again. Ling Yue was so choked by her, and then he looked up at the sky.

He raised the corners of his mouth, and it was rare that he wanted to tease his little disciple. He

quietly cast a spell in his hand, covering the two of them with a layer of light film, so that people outside could not see clearly.

But he didn't tell Chu Jiao, so Chu Jiao was still nervous and shy.

Ling Yue simply turned the girl half a circle, and the two stood facing each other.

Lifting one of the girl's legs and letting her hook her waist, Ling Yue once again inserted his penis into the wet and soft flower hole, pressing straight against the center of the flower.

"Ah... don't... someone is going to see us... ah ah..."

Chu Jiao felt shy, and she pushed the man's chest weakly while moaning.

However, Ling Yue pretended not to hear, and thrust harder and harder, and deeper and deeper each time.

The people who were practicing swords at the foot of the mountain only felt that a magic sword flew over their heads, and the sharp-eyed people looked up and could only see the two people flash by.

"Huh? Is that the magic sword of Jiuxiao Zhenjun?"

"Yes, I remember this magic sword, shining with silver light and thousands of miles of black ice!"

"Why are there two people on the sword?"

"I can't see clearly... but they must be the precious disciples of Jiuxiao Zhenjun."

"Oh, is it Chu Jiao who made rapid progress as soon as she established her foundation?"

"Yes, you said, Jiuxiao Zhenjun has always been unkind, why is he so good to his only disciple?"

"Hehe, what do you think, Senior Sister Chu is so beautiful..."

"Be careful with your words!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Both of them have cultivation, and the words of the Qi Refining disciples below were heard by them without any hindrance.

For Ling Yue, he has never cared about the eyes of others. So even if he had an unethical relationship with his little disciple, he did not think about covering it up.

And Chu Jiao has no worries. The only meaning of her existence in this world is Master, and the opinions of others have no influence on her at all.

After leaving the main peak, the spirit sword soared into the air again. Chu Jiao no longer covered it up and moaned loudly.

"Ah... so thick..."

"Master... be gentler... ah..."

"Ah... Master... ah... so deep... ah... it's so hard..."

Chu Jiao was immersed in the surging lust brought to her by the man.

"Jiaojiao...Jiaojiao..."

Ling Yue was no longer silent as before, and kept kissing and calling Chu Jiao's name.

"Jiao'er... I love you."

He buried himself deeply into the girl's body, as if he wanted to bury his love into her body and her heart.

Chu Jiao was momentarily dazed by the warm and thick sperm. Listening to the man's affectionate confession, Chu Jiao was happy, moved and sad.

Because.

She had a premonition that the moment of separation was coming again.

Sure enough, before she could recover, the cold sound of the machine that had disappeared for a long time came to her mind.

[Ding--]

[World: "Master, don't do it anymore", target completion rate: 100%.]

[The male protagonist succeeded in conquering Ling Yue.]

[The system is preparing...]

[The ten-minute transmission countdown starts.]

Since she had sex with her master for the first time, she took the initiative to turn off the progress notification sound of absorbing body fluids. Because although she knew that she would leave one day, she didn't want to be forced to move forward again. Let

everything go with the flow.

Do whatever you want.

However, the separation still came so suddenly that no one was prepared.

"Master..."

At this moment, the two of them also landed on the top of the mountain. Chu Jiao hugged Ling Yue tightly and buried herself in his arms.

"If one day... I am no longer by your side..."

"Please... don't forget me..."

Ling Yue's heart moved slightly, but he did not question why she suddenly said such words.

He just held up the girl's smooth little face and gently kissed the red mole at the end of her eye.

"I will not forget you, baby."

You are delicate and charming.

Delicate and charming, coquettish and charming.

You belong to me alone, Jiaojiao.

[The countdown ends, preparing to transmit...]

[Three, two, one.]

Ling Yue felt sour in his heart, and watched the girl close her eyes quietly and calmly.

She fell into his arms.

"Jiaojiao..."

"Next time... remember to fall in love with me earlier."

The man's affectionate words were blown away by the wind, and no one heard them.

[The Second World•End]