Chapter 51 51 "Fu Tingyun, you smell so good..."
Su Xiaoyuan looked at the magnificent intertwined trees in front of her, her mouth slightly open, unable to recover for a long time.
Fu Tingyun also gazed at the dome-like treetops.
The Immortal Realm boasted numerous giant trees, including several ancient sacred trees. He had seen the Poor Mulberry Tree on the shores of the West Sea, and the Flame Tree, blazing like an inferno deep beneath the Demon Caverns. Both were larger than this one and held even greater power.
But none of them are as strange as the tree in front of me.
It is actually two trees, one slightly thicker than the other, and the thinner one is still as tall as ten people. The two giant trees are far apart, but they gradually lean towards each other, approach, connect, and entwine with each other until they grow together and finally become one tree.
The two trunks merged into one at the top, holding up a canopy that stretches as far as the eye can see. Countless branches stretch out in all directions, hung with lush white flower buds.
There was even a stream between the two trees, and their roots covered the entire ground, crossed the stream, and were entangled with each other indistinguishable from each other.
Sacred trees have spirits, but most of them have a kind of ethereal and peaceful spirit. They grow quietly over a long period of time, breathing in the essence of the sun and the moon, and nourishing the local soil and water.
It was the first time that Fu Tingyun saw trees growing so vigorously, as if the only meaning of their eternal life was to get closer to each other.
In the past, he would never have had such a ridiculous idea.
He turned his head and glanced at the girl beside him.
Su Xiaoyuan felt that the two big trees leaning against each other were so gentle.
The silvery white moon just rose into the embrace of the two trees, emitting a soft halo, as if it was a witness to them.
After a long while, she finally realized that it was not a moon halo, but countless silver poisonous insects flying around and disappearing into the surrounding dense forest.
Ruan Mianmian was also shocked by this magnificent spectacle. After a while, she came to her senses and swallowed her saliva: "Xiao Yuanzi, this tree really looks like something special. Let's pray for it."
Sister Wu had told them that as long as they sincerely wrote their wishes on the ribbon and tied the ribbon to the tree, the prayer ceremony would be completed.
Su Xiaoyuan took out her ribbon from the bag and asked the puppet: "Fu Tingyun, do you want to make a wish?"
Fu Tingyun: "The puppet has no wishes, you can make two."
He has never needed to make a wish since he was a child. He can get whatever he wants on his own.
Su Xiaoyuan hesitated: "Isn't that too greedy? Let's just allow one."
She still pressed another red ribbon into his hand and said, "Take it and make a wish on anything you like."
As he spoke, he took out the matching magic pen from the cloth bag, found a thick tree root to sit on, used his legs as a cushion, and began to write his wish.
She has always had only one wish, which is to go home.
But when I really started writing, I became worried.
The system fabricated an identity for her. Although she was an orphan, she was not without a hometown. She also had a hometown in the fairy world. She just wrote "home". Would Lianlishu be able to tell the difference?
And Sister Wu said that it’s best if the wish is related to love affairs...
Su Xiaoyuan hesitated for a moment, but still honestly wrote down her shameful wish: [This believer only wishes to sleep with Ling Yue Immortal Venerable]
After writing it, I thought about it and realized that the definition of "sleeping" was not very clear, so I added a bracket to clarify: [Sleeping means intercourse, sexual intercourse, moral cultivation, and sexual relations between men and women.]
After thinking for a moment, he added: [It would be best if I could gather some Yuan Yang, but if I can't, that's fine too.]
After all, the task given by the system is just to collect and replenish.
She was biting the end of her pen to check for any gaps when a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Done?"
Su Xiaoyuan was so frightened that she dropped her pen. She quickly rolled up the red silk and turned around to complain in a bluffing manner: "Fu Tingyun, why are you walking so silently? You scared me to death!"
The puppet lowered his eyes slightly, like a child who had made a mistake. “I just wanted to ask if I could help you tie it to the tree.”
Su Xiaoyuan immediately blamed herself. How could she have thought that the puppet would peek at her wish? The puppet wouldn't be interested in such a thing at all.
"Thank you, Fu Tingyun. I can hang up myself." She said quickly.
The twin trees are huge trees, but their branches hang very low, so low that she can reach the lowest one by standing on tiptoe.
The branch was already tied with red silk in varying shades, some of which had almost faded to white. I wonder if the wishes on them had been fulfilled.
Just as he was about to tie it, Ruan Mianmian came forward and said, "Xiao Yuanzi, don't hang it so low. Senior Sister Wu said that the higher you hang it, the easier it is to make your wish come true!"
"By the way, you can't climb trees, right? Do you want me to help you hang it?"
Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head and glanced at the long, densely packed string on the ribbon and fell silent.
Kaishan knew that she wanted to capture Lingyue Immortal Venerable, but it would be a disaster if she saw him.
"It's okay, I'll let the puppet help me hang up."
In comparison, the puppets without intelligence see better.
She folded the red silk and handed it to the puppet: "I'm counting on you, Fu Tingyun."
The puppet took it calmly, glanced down, and held it in his arms: "Okay."
He tapped the tip of his toes on the tree roots and leaped up lightly.
He did not fly in the clouds, but just stepped on branches from time to time to gain leverage, and his body was so graceful that he seemed to be able to fly.
He flew higher and higher and soon lost sight of it.
Fu Tingyun sat on the top of the tree, took out a red silk ribbon from his arms, unfolded it and looked at it for a while, then put it into his Qiankun bag.
If it was any other wish, he would tie it to the tree for her.
But this wish is not controlled by the tree, so it is useless to ask the tree for it.
He took out the red silk without any words from his sleeve, tied it to the highest branch, and then flew down the tree.
The girl raised her eyes and looked at him: "Is it tied, Fu Tingyun?"
"Yeah." He didn't lie to her.
On the other side, Ruan Mianmian also tied the red silk and came down from the tree. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and asked, "What wish did you make, Xiao Yuanzi?"
Su Xiaoyuan was a little embarrassed: "You know... Kaishan, what about you?"
Ruan Mianmian: "You know what I'm going to do. Of course, I'm going to make Song Jinshu kneel down at my feet and cry and beg me to change my mind."
Although Su Xiaoyuan felt that the scumbag was not worth the effort, she had never been in a relationship and did not have a childhood sweetheart, so she could not empathize with him and had no right to make comments.
She could only unconditionally support her bestie's decision: "It will definitely work!"
Ruan Mianmian: "We all want to succeed!"
Su Xiaoyuan curled the corners of her mouth. In comparison, the wish to open a mountain was easier to achieve.
Before leaving, she fell behind, closed her eyes and bowed devoutly three times to the twin trees.
…
It was already past midnight when they returned to the courtyard. Normally, Su Xiaoyuan would have fallen asleep by this time, but she was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping as she walked along the road.
The puppet offered to carry her on his back, and she didn't refuse. In the end, she fell asleep while rocking on his back.
"We're home." Fu Tingyun said.
The girl hung softly on his back, with her arms hanging in front of his chest. It was unknown whether she heard what he said, but she just let out a muffled hum, and her breath sprayed on the side of his neck, making him feel itchy.
Fu Tingyun pushed open the door, walked to the bed, carefully put her on the bed, and took off her shoes and socks for her.
Just after taking off one of her socks, the girl suddenly sat up, rubbing her eyes and muttering, "I haven't washed my feet yet, Fu Tingyun, I want to wash my feet..."
Fu Tingyun was helpless: "You lie down, I'll go get some water."
When I came back with the water, I saw that she had already fallen back on the bed and fallen asleep.
Fu Tingyun took a cloth, wet it in warm water, sat down at the end of the bed, picked up one of her feet, placed it on his lap, and wiped it for her.
From the sole of the foot to the arch, then to each toe, even between the toes.
Today she danced and walked a lot, her heels were rubbed red, and her toes were even rubbed raw in a few places. Her toes were delicate, her nails were crystal clear like shells, and her skin was as smooth as jade, but her eyes were red and swollen, looking pitiful.
Fu Tingyun's throat felt dry and tight. He lowered his head for some unknown reason, then suddenly came to his senses.
What was he thinking at that moment? It was ridiculous.
He condensed a wisp of sword energy at his fingertips, cut open his palm, smeared the transparent "blood" on the broken skin, rubbed it carefully, and then wiped off the mucus with a warm wet cloth.
After wiping one, tuck it into the quilt and change to the other one.
Su Xiaoyuan felt someone rubbing her feet while she was half asleep and half awake. Her feet were sticky and wet, and the nails scratched the soles of her feet lightly. She groaned in itchiness and couldn't help but pull her feet back.
However, someone immediately grabbed his ankle and pulled him back.
The man suddenly increased his strength, as if punishing her for trying to escape. One hand clasped her ankle tightly like a shackle, and the other hand squeezed her hard, as if to break her.
Su Xiaoyuan finally woke up, gasping for breath, her voice weak and a little tongue-tied: "Fu Tingyun, what are you doing?"
Fu Tingyun came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his mind without realizing it, as if he was possessed by a demon.
"Wipe your feet." He answered in a dry voice.
Su Xiaoyuan wiggled her toes: "What's that sticky thing?"
Fu Tingyun lowered his eyes and looked at her. The broken skin had healed and the redness and swelling had subsided, but the jade-white skin was covered with marks left by his rubbing, and a layer of transparent mucus hung on her pink and white toes.
His Adam's apple rolled: "Probably sweat."
Su Xiaoyuan's brain, having just woken up, wasn't functioning properly. Upon hearing this, she curled up her toes awkwardly: "Ah, then go wash your hands..."
Her face flushed red. “I don’t usually sweat much… maybe I walked too much today.”
"Yeah." Fu Tingyun lowered his head and heated the water in the wooden barrel.
It sounded so perfunctory that Su Xiaoyuan felt that her image as a master had been completely ruined.
She sniffed, soaked her feet in the water which was slightly hotter than usual, and shivered with comfort.
The puppet went out to wash his hands, and came back to hand her a dry towel.
Su Xiaoyuan wiped her feet and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, there are still four bottles of Moon Flower Wine in your Qiankun bag. Let's drink it quickly. It will be unavailable tomorrow."
Fu Tingyun's eyes moved and he lowered his eyelids: "Don't force yourself if you can't finish it."
"How can that be!" Fairy Su, who is diligent and frugal, would never allow such a thing to happen. "How can such an expensive thing be wasted?"
If I spend ten high-quality spirit stones a month, I can buy you with two of them.
Of course, she would not say such hurtful words.
The puppet man did not try to persuade him any further. He took out four bottles of moonflower wine from his Qiankun bag and placed them in a row on the table.
"Drink now?" he asked.
"Bring it here," Su Xiaoyuan said, "I'm a little thirsty."
The puppet took a moon flower and sat next to her.
Su Xiaoyuan looked at the two rosy filaments and suddenly an idea struck her: "Oh right, wouldn't it be fine if one person sucked two? I'm so stupid!"
She lowered her head, took the two strands of silk into her mouth and sucked, but nothing came out.
no.
Come to think of it, other people are not fools. If she can think of it, why can't others?
She spit out a strand of silk, looked up at the puppet, and asked for help with her eyes.
The puppet understood and lowered his head to hold it in his mouth.
The lips touch lightly and the wine instantly flows into the mouth.
She quickly finished one and licked her lips with the tip of her tongue: "One more."
After she finished smoking the second one, she felt a little tipsy, her head felt heavy, but her body felt so light that it seemed to be floating.
Fu Tingyun glanced at her and saw that under the warm light of the spirit stone lamp, the girl's starry eyes were watery and blurred, and the blush on her cheeks was like the rosy rays of light slanting into her temples.
"Stop drinking, you're drunk," he said.
Su Xiaoyuan glanced at the two remaining flowers on the table and muttered, "I'm not drunk. Don't waste such good things..."
After drinking the third one, Su Xiaoyuan started to see things a little double, but she felt that she was still quite sober and would not be affected by drinking another one.
Besides, she had already returned home, and the worst that could happen was that she would fall asleep after drinking - although she had never been drunk, her father was well-known for his good drinking. Even when he was drunk, he would just sleep peacefully. She must have inherited her father's drinking habits.
When she was halfway through drinking the fourth flower, Su Xiaoyuan finally realized that something was wrong.
Her head felt heavier and heavier, her body lighter and lighter, and it felt like there was a fire burning in her stomach, making her fly up like a hot air balloon.
But this was obviously an illusion, because the remaining bit of her rationality told her that she was still sitting on the bed, drinking a moon flower wine with her puppet.
Besides that, she had an inexplicable but strong urge to do something.
What to do?
For example, Ms. Su objected...
What is Ms. Su objecting to? Ms. Su objected to what Ms. Su objected to...
Su Xiaoyuan's brain was like a stuck record player, stuck in a vicious loop.
By the way, Ms. Su is firmly against premature love.
When she was in junior high school, Ms. Su was riding a bike to pick her up from school one day when she saw a pair of students in high school uniforms waiting for the traffic light at an intersection, kissing as if no one was around.
Her face flushed red, and Ms. Su seemed to have eyes behind her back and sternly warned her: "If you do such a thing, I will break your legs!"
Su Xiaoyuan seemed to have solved a difficult problem. She happily spit out Ruisi from her mouth. The remaining wine sprayed out and splashed on her face, then flowed down her chin into her collar.
Before the puppet could react, she pulled Ruisi out of his mouth.
His face and neck were also stained with wine, leaving a shiny mess.
Lips look more alluring.
Su Xiaoyuan moved closer, grabbed his collar, and took a deep breath: "Fu Tingyun, you smell so good..."
She raised her head, stared at his rosy lips, and swallowed: "Let's do some practice, Fu Tingyun."
"Hug each other?" the puppet asked in a tense voice.
"Let's skip this and do some kissing first, okay?" Su Xiaoyuan coaxed him sweetly, "Your mouth looks so kissable. I want to try it, Fu Tingyun..."
As she spoke, she eagerly grabbed his neck and pulled him towards her.
The drunk person couldn't control her strength well, and she pulled too hard, causing her to fall backwards onto the bed. The puppet was also pulled down and pressed down by her.
Fu Tingyun was hooked around her neck, his hands supported on her sides, almost touching her nose.
The breathing of both of them was rapid and hot, entangled with each other.
"Why?" the puppet suddenly asked.
"Why what?"
"Why did you kiss me?"
Su Xiaoyuan's brain was not strong enough to support her thinking about such complicated things. She just felt that there was honey on his lips, which made her so greedy that she had to eat it immediately.
"Because you are beautiful, fragrant and pretty." She tried to lift her upper body, shook her head gently, rubbed his nose with her nose, closed her eyes and used her lips to find his lips.
But just when she was about to find it, he retreated an inch, leaving her empty-handed.
"Just because she looks good, you'll kiss her?" the damn puppet said coldly.
Su Xiaoyuan thought he was annoying and troublesome, but he was really good-looking, so she patiently coaxed him: "Of course not, I want to kiss you because I like you..."
"Why?"
Here it comes again.
Su Xiaoyuan: "Why?"
"Why do you like me?"
"Because you are my puppet."
"As long as it's your puppet, you like it?"
"No, no, I don't like ugly things." Su Xiaoyuan said firmly.
"So as long as it's your puppet and it's good-looking, you'll like it? You'll kiss it?"
Su Xiaoyuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but her consciousness was now like a ball of jelly.
"Hmm... is she as pretty as you?"
Fu Tingyun: "No."
"That won't work."
"Almost the same as Xiahou Che."
Su Xiaoyuan tried hard to recall for a long time before she remembered who Xiahou Che was.
"Senior Brother Xiahou..."
To be honest, she still likes Xiahou Che's looks.
She pursed her lips and smiled with a pair of deep dimples: "That's not bad."
The puppet snorted coldly, pressed her shoulder, and tried to leave.
Su Xiaoyuan was not willing to let him go even though she hadn't had a bite yet. She wrapped her arms around his neck like vines, and raised her legs to hook around his waist, pressing him down. "Brother Xiahou, this won't work. I don't like him. I only like you."
fraud.
"Really?" Fu Tingyun asked.
Su Xiaoyuan was a little anxious. No matter how hard she tried, his lips always remained a finger's distance away from her, like a carrot hanging in front of her but out of reach.
No, it's cherries, sweet, sour and fragrant wine-soaked cherries.
“Really, really.”
"How do you prove it?"
Why do you need proof just for a kiss? Su Xiaoyuan was dumbfounded.
The puppet grasped her chin and rubbed her lower lip with the tip of his thumb. His eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to pierce her body, but his voice was extremely gentle: "Prove it to me. Otherwise, how do I know you won't kiss me and kiss another puppet?"
The spirit stone just happened to burn out at this moment.
Something glittered in the pile of coats lying beside the couch.
Su Xiaoyuan remembered that it was the spirit bag containing the poisonous insect.
She suddenly had an idea and coaxed him, "Let me kiss you, and I'll plant a Lianli Gu with you..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a burning sensation on his lips.
It was as if a butterfly made of flames fell down.
Su Xiaoyuan's soul trembled from the heat.
Her puppet can do many things, but is apparently not good at kissing.
He just pressed his lips tightly against hers, grinding them hard, and his chaotic and hot breath burned her.
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help but push his chest, trying to move him away, but his body was like iron and she couldn't move him.
She had no choice but to stick out her tongue and gently lick his plump lower lip, then the gap between his lips, while muttering: "Fu Tingyun, open your mouth..."
The puppet was stunned for a moment before parting his lips as he was told.
Although Su Xiaoyuan had rich theoretical knowledge, she was still timid when it came to practice. She just lightly put the tip of her tongue in and wanted to back out.
The puppet understood immediately, pursed his lips, grabbed her, and at the same time stuck out his tongue to entangle hers.
He quickly learned to apply what he had learned and easily became the leader.
Sometimes he bit lightly, sometimes he grinded hard, licked her teeth and palate, and sucked her saliva.
Su Xiaoyuan's scalp felt numb from the kiss, her body felt like it was soaked in a pool of wine, and her bones felt so soft that they would melt at the slightest touch.
She couldn't count how many times she was kissed, and could only tilt her head back and gasp for breath in the brief intervals between kisses.
That’s not right, she thought dizzily. At the beginning, she wanted to eat him, so how come she became the one being eaten in the end?
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