Chapter 537 Get dressed
For some reason, Yu Yan's cheeks were burning hot.
How pathetic. She was the one who took the initiative.
After some mental preparation, the woman glanced at Feng Su and, seeing his current state, was immediately filled with embarrassment and annoyance: "Get dressed!"
All that mental preparation was for nothing...
Unexpectedly, Feng Su pleaded in a low voice, "Master, please help me."
Yu Yan chuckled.
Receiving no response, Feng Su smiled and straightened his robes. He sat up, his expression serious, as if he were preparing to listen attentively to Yu Yan.
If you ignore the occasional glances he gives to Yu Yan's right hand.
Yu Yan immediately hid her hands in her sleeves, much to Feng Su's regret.
Yu Yan: "But I have a question."
Feng Su paused as he reached out to hook his arm around the woman's, then asked, "What's the problem?"
Yu Yan looked over, the turmoil in her peach blossom eyes subsided, replaced by clarity, though a hint of complexity remained.
"What did Su Ruoruo use to threaten you?"
So much so that he didn't dare to tell her the truth.
She advances, he retreats.
She takes the initiative, she resists.
When Su Ruoruo was mentioned, Feng Su looked disgusted and sneered, "She has helpers, and they are stronger than you and me back then. She wants Yan'er dead."
helper?
Yu Yan pondered.
Upon seeing this, Feng Su suddenly rushed over.
After the intimate contact, he desperately wanted to stick close to Yu Yan, but she didn't seem to share his feelings.
Feng Su placed his hand on her waist, and Yu Yan did not refuse; he smiled.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
Yu Yan: "You." She hit the nail on the head.
Feng Su's eyes darkened: "Do you know what you're saying, little princess?"
He reached out and hooked her chin, his thumb pressing against her still swollen lips.
"Little princess?" Yu Yan raised an eyebrow, her warm touch brushing against the man's fingertips as she spoke.
His breathing became heavier, audible to the naked ear.
Feng Su mischievously stuck his thumb from the corner of her mouth into her mouth, "Yes, little princess, do you know how long I've liked you?"
Yu Yan parted her pearly teeth slightly and bit down hard on the fingertip until she tasted blood, then pushed it away with the tip of her tongue.
Feng Su wished he could turn her head around and kiss her.
But he knew when to stop; it was only the first day, no rush.
The man withdrew his hand, and in front of Yu Yan, put his thumb, which had been bleeding from the medicine she had given him, into his mouth, saying, "You're so heartless."
Yu Yan turned her head to look at him, her thoughts still lingering on his suggestive "little princess," and asked, "Do you know my identity?"
Feng Su lowered his eyes, his gaze full of profound meaning, "What is your identity?"
"You say your current strength is that of an Immortal Emperor. As far as I know, no one in the Immortal Realm has broken through to the Immortal Emperor level in the past thousand years. Su Su, who are you?"
Yu Yan changed the subject and asked.
She not only remembered everything about the cultivation world, but also her memories of the immortal realm.
The reason she went to the cultivation world was simply to refine her divine soul.
The phrase "夙夙" almost caused the person involved to lose control again.
His gaze was deep and unsettling; he always felt that Yu Yan was doing it on purpose, that she was constantly teasing him.
Even if Feng Su only recently broke through to the Immortal Emperor realm, he was at least an Immortal Venerable before, and she had never heard of such a person in the Immortal Realm.
“I am a rogue cultivator,” Feng Su explained.
"Oh, I see." Yu Yan sounded somewhat disappointed.
Feng Su was not satisfied, so he leaned close to her ear and took the opportunity to kiss her: "What, not satisfied?"
Yu Yan narrowed her eyes: "Su Su had better not lie to me."
Feng Su froze, considering the feasibility of revealing everything now.
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