Chapter 291 Praying that her gaze would linger longer
She reached out and pinched his cheek.
Feng Su turned her head away, pursing her lips as if she was sulking.
Yu Yan chuckled and withdrew her hand.
“I know,” she replied.
Feng Su looked up at her, tears welling in his eyes, clinging to his long eyelashes, threatening to fall.
"Then why?"
Yu Yan: "Soon."
Why hasn't it been cured after all these years?
Yu Yan knew what Feng Su wanted to ask.
She didn't lie to him either.
It's indeed fast; ten years is all it takes to "cure" it.
Feng Su felt that his master's answer was too perfunctory.
But his master was unwilling to explain, and he couldn't get any more information from him no matter how much he asked.
Today's opportunity to glimpse Master's injuries is already the limit; Master will likely remain vigilant and wary of him from now on.
Ke Fengsu has no regrets.
His master's injury had always been a worry for him, like a heavy stone weighing on his heart.
Does it hurt?
As Feng Su spoke, his fingers touched Yu Yan's shoulder.
With a snap, the claws were opened.
Yu Yan drew a wisp of spiritual energy from her fingertip, and Feng Su was immediately transported to the shore.
The delicate, smooth sensation on his fingertips was fleeting, yet Feng Su's heart fluttered for a long time afterward.
He sat by the medicine pool.
As if finally realizing his current situation, redness spread from his ears to his neck.
His gaze became unfocused again, and he dared not look at Yu Yan.
Yu Guang couldn't resist taking advantage of the woman in the medicine pool.
Yu Yan remained motionless, leaning against the pool wall. The rising steam made her skin glow pink, making her already radiant beauty even more otherworldly.
Even if the other person is just quietly looking at you, the person being looked at will only pray that their gaze will linger a little longer.
Feng Su knew that Yu Yan was looking at him.
He stared at a corner of the medicine pool without saying a word, but in reality, the blood and qi in his entire body were extremely agitated because of his master's gaze.
The boy bit his tongue tightly to avoid revealing his emotions.
Time passed, and Yu Yan, seemingly exhausted, finally looked away.
A hint of weariness appeared between the woman's brows, and Yu Yan raised her hand to rub her forehead.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Su's small hands took her place.
"Master, I'll help you."
Feng Su appeared behind her without her noticing.
He skillfully placed his hand on Yu Yan's forehead and gently massaged it with a pressure she was familiar with and liked.
Yu Yan's eyes lifted slightly at the corners, and as the mist released wisps of moisture, she instantly became alluring and captivating.
But nobody can see it.
Feng Su lowered his eyes.
From his angle, he could see his master's long, swan-like neck, delicate and white, which seemed to stir up some mad desires in his heart.
Feng Su paused for a moment, then quickly resumed his rhythm.
Below that is the woman's slightly concave collarbone; if water were splashed up there, it would surely be able to catch it.
Feng Su's tongue seemed to bleed from biting it, and the darkness in his eyes almost solidified.
He couldn't see the scenery hidden in the opaque blue pool, but just thinking about it for a moment made him lose the strength to breathe.
"Alright, you can go now."
In fact, Yu Yan really liked Feng Su's massage technique; he used to massage her often when they were at Yan Hui Peak.
Today, perhaps because she was running to the medicinal spring, even though nothing was going to happen, Yu Yan was still somewhat hesitant in her subconscious.
A hint of disappointment flashed through Feng Su's heart.
He said "oh" and, as he withdrew his hand, casually brushed aside Yu Yan's hair that was clinging to her back.
It's definitely uncomfortable to have wet hair sticking to your skin.
The moment his long black hair was lifted, a rich fragrance of peach blossoms wafted into Feng Su's nostrils.
He froze, withdrew his hand, and quickly walked out.
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