"Take off the pants..." Jiang Mi repeated dully, then opened his eyes belatedly. The uncontrollable excitement on his face revealed his surprise clearly.

Although her master had never taught her about the relationship between men and women, she had learned a lot from what she had seen and heard in the Hehuan Sect for a few months. In the following years, she was busy fighting every day and had no time to think about romance and love. Xing Yuan had invited her to practice dual cultivation several times, but his rich love history always reminded her of his fellow disciples in the Hehuan Sect, and she lost interest all of a sudden.

But she did not reject this unpolished jade in front of her, and even wanted to take it for herself.

——But before that she had to figure out one thing.

She withdrew her hand from his neck, still looking at him with her left hand supporting her chin, smiling coldly and delicately.

"Jiang Mi, who taught you to apply the ointment?"

How could he learn such a thing without a teacher? Either he had been to a brothel, or he was already a virgin.

The young man was stunned by her question, and then showed a panicked look. He couldn't help swallowing nervously, "How do you know?"

"You called me a fairy, so I know everything." She smiled slyly and flicked his forehead with her finger. "If you lie, I will castrate you."

——He is so handsome, how can the little girls in the village not be attracted to him? Will they also show such a crazy attitude towards the person who taught him how to apply the ointment?

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt jealous. She had never been jealous of others before, but this was the first time she felt jealous, and it felt like a fire was on her chest, burning her, making her irritable, dry mouth, and cold eyes.

Jiang Mi could tell the girl's tone was not good, and looked at her in confusion, hoping to find more clues from her smooth and pure face. Finally, he stammered:

"Yes, the owner of the grain store taught me."

“…Is the boss a man or a woman?”

"It's a boy. I've known him since I was fifteen. I sell all the harvest from the fields to him."

The unexpected answer made her slightly stunned: "Why did he teach you this?"

“He… I…” The girl’s crescent-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes reflected his panicked and evasive face. His heart was pounding as if it would burst through his throat in the next second—

"He taught me how, how to please you..."

His voice became softer and softer, and his face became redder and redder. In the end, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's whistle, but his ears were red as purple, and his eyes were lowered, not daring to look at her.

Yao Yue's heart was turned into a mess by his words. Something spread from her boiling blood, gathered at the tip of her heart, and gradually mixed into an indescribable pleasure.

"To please me?" The girl's eyes were slightly slanted, and there was no anger in her frown, only a charming and captivating look. "You are really so bold..."

Jiang Mi was mesmerized for a moment. The two were very close, their breaths intertwined, their infatuation could not be hidden, their breaths lingering in each other's noses. His whole body seemed to be extremely tense - the tense state like a bowstring, at first glance, it would even give people the illusion that a beast is about to be unleashed.

In an instant, scenes from the erotic scenes in the book flashed through his mind. Jiang Mi gently held her hanging hand and stared at her moist, light pink lips like a fascinated person.

"Would Yaoyue be willing to... let me serve you?"

The red curtain fell like flowing water, and the sounds and mutterings were intermittent, forcing people to have nowhere to escape. A trembling white hand reached out from the curtain and grabbed the edge of the bed, with five fingers deeply immersed in the quilt. But then another larger hand reached out and interlocked with its ten fingers, and then easily pulled it back into the curtain.

After it was over, Jiang Mi still held her tightly, unwilling to let go, his body steaming with the turbid air of desire, every inch of his skin was hot, pressing against her and making her feel suffocated. She had intended to push him away, but when she met his eyes, her heart suddenly softened, like solid ice meeting a hot blade, silently being cut into a deep scar.

She gently stroked his trembling eyelids and whispered, "I like your eyes..."

——Like the eyes of the spirit deer that accompanied her in her practice in the mountains, his eyes were a gentle brown, and the look he gave her was infatuated and tender, which melted his originally sharp lines and made them become unusually soft.

Hearing this, Jiang Mi blushed. Her light words made him feel like he was drunk, his head was fuzzy. He instinctively kissed her from her trembling eyelashes to her wet cheeks, full of enthusiasm and infatuation.

"I like Yaoyue, I like her everywhere."

His kiss made her feel a little itchy, like a puppy's licking, and she couldn't help twisting her body to avoid it: "Jiang Mi, what you want to practice is the Tianxing Sutra, not the Hehuan Gong."

The young man looked at her hand with dismay, his Adam's apple rolling, and said awkwardly, "I know."

She suddenly changed the subject, with a hint of evil in her eyes: "There are nine volumes of the Heavenly Star Scripture. If you learn one volume, I will reward you. How about that?"

Jiang Mi's handsome face flushed, as if he was encouraged, hope flickered in his eyes, and he straightened his back and said "Okay".

For a moment, she seemed to see a tail swinging behind him. She was amused and smiled. She threw the Star Book to him and secretly called him a fool in her heart.

The man was now in high spirits, as if he had endless energy, to the point of not being able to sleep or rest. Yao Yue was already in the Yuhua realm, so sleeping was no longer necessary, but Jiang Mi had just established his foundation, and he did not seem tired at all.

He was actually not stupid, and was even smarter than most people she had ever met. He could remember the shapes and winding paths of the stars. Of course, this was limited to her drawing them on paper. If she used the Qi to guide them in his body, he would probably never be able to learn it in his lifetime.

When the passion was at its peak, a vigorous voice suddenly entered the room -

"Ahem, my dear disciples, I believe that the little girl is a good person. But I don't have much time left, can you two hurry up and come out?"

She blushed and said "You bald ass" and immediately cast a spell to clean up the two people's bodies. When she put her clothes in order and looked up, she saw Jiang Mi, who looked like he had just woken up from a dream and looked lost.

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

The two words were as light as cotton and almost without any strength, but they gave off a strange feeling of confusion.

——If he says it’s nothing, then there must be something wrong.

Yao Yue was very smart and could vaguely guess what he was thinking, so she stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on his lips, raised her eyebrows and smiled:

"It's just going out, not becoming a monk, what are you afraid of?"