Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Snake sticks to people
Ever since He Wujiu came down the mountain and brought back a young girl and raised her in a cave, everyone has been speculating about the relationship between the two. Occasionally, even the look in Ming Yueyi's eyes conceals a hint of obscurity that reveals love, hate, and vengeance.
Over the years, all the disciples of Fenjing Peak have tacitly agreed that the eldest senior brother and the third senior sister are a match made in heaven.
Although both of them practiced the Way of Mercilessness, there were only one or two people who achieved the state of being a god through the Way of Mercilessness from ancient times to the present, which was extremely rare. Therefore, everyone thought that they would definitely become Taoist companions in the future. They never expected that a woman would suddenly appear and take away the eldest brother.
The eldest brother raised the woman in the cave, and she was so precious to everyone that they only saw her once on the first day when the two of them returned to the mountain gate. Since then, it was difficult for fellow disciples who had not seen her to meet her out of curiosity.
So now, whenever fellow disciples see Ming Yueyi coming with a sword on her back, they swallow their words tacitly, but after she leaves, they can't help but sigh, all of them expressing their regret.
"Third Senior Sister, after all, 'The Goddess has the intention, but the Prince has no dream.'"
Ming Yueyi occasionally heard the lingering echoes of the words, but she didn't frown at all and continued to do what she had to do.
At first, she would go to Chongritai to practice swordplay, but later, more and more people looked at her with pitiful eyes, which made her extremely helpless.
Although she was not as depressed as everyone thought, she could not stand the inquiring gazes of the crowd. In addition, Pu Yuemin had been following her like a beautiful shadow in recent days, and people outside began to make up even more rumors about her.
As the rumors about the four people's affair grew more and more intense, Mingyueyi considered it and decided not to go to Chongritai to practice sword.
But meditating in a cave to consolidate one's cultivation is not necessarily a good choice.
The longer she stayed in the cave, the more she would smell a strange cold fragrance at night, and her body would fall into an uncontrollable sleep. Without exception, she would wake up again on the way to Puyuemin Cave.
In order to find out what happened, Mingyueyi rarely slept at night, but if he did so, even a cultivator would find it difficult to resist.
Perhaps she was so haggard that Pu Yuemin noticed it.
Although Mingyueyi tried to avoid him, he still appeared outside her cave every day, either to practice sword skills with her or to meditate and practice together.
Because he not only has the physique of a furnace, but also has an ridiculously high talent. Wherever he meditates, the spiritual power will gather around him, and Mingyueyi's cultivation will also be improved.
That's why she never drove him away, and now he was the first to notice that her expression was not right.
today.
The young man appeared at her door as usual, his long hair falling on the threshold, and his red robe dragging on the ground like a red plum blossom leaning on a branch.
Mingyueyi had just gotten up and had not yet changed her clothes. She was wearing her nightgown.
It was nearing the beginning of summer and the nights were hot. The nightgown she wore was made of very little fabric, revealing her fair and snowy skin. Her breasts outlined her mature and plump figure. She was unaware of being wrapped in greedy gazes.
"Senior Sister."
Ming Yueyi leaned lazily against the headboard, raised his eyelids and squinted sleepily, then lowered his eyes again, a dark color in his eyes: "Junior brother, I will not practice today."
Pu Yuemin walked in from outside, stopped in front of her and bent down slightly.
Mingyueyi smelled the cool fragrance emanating from his collar and listened to his gentle voice lingering in her ears.
"Sister, haven't you had enough rest recently? You look so haggard." He raised his finger, and his cold fingertips traced her eyelids tenderly: "Your eyes are all dark, but you still look beautiful."
Senior sister is beautiful and cute, he can’t get enough of looking at her.
Ming Yueyi shivered for a moment at the coldness of his intimate movements, then came to her senses and leaned back an inch: "It's okay, it's probably because summer has arrived, so I always have trouble sleeping at night."
She was really ashamed to say that she didn't sleep well because she wanted to tie him up every night.
Pu Yuemin curled up the fingers that were avoided and smiled nonchalantly, "It's really hot these days. I always toss and turn and can't sleep at night."
Hearing this, Mingyueyi reached out and held his wrist, placing two fingers on his pulse.
She simply listened to him say that he tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep and felt hot. She thought that the fox demon poison in his body had seeped into his body, so he wanted to infuse spiritual power into his pulse to check. She didn't think anything else.
Pu Yuemin, whose wrist was held by her, paused slightly, his eyes fell on her pinkish-white fingertips, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he felt an itchy thirst.
I really want to lick it.
His dark pupils were covered with a layer of greed, the tip of his scarlet tongue extended a tiny bit from his lips, and he leaned down an inch.
The long raven-black hair draped behind her fell into Mingyueyi's hands. She raised her head and her nose met the boy's.
When her lips brushed against something soft and wet, she realized they were so close that they could smell each other's scent.
"Senior Sister..." His voice was trembling, and there was a faint red mark on his lower eyelid. His eyes trembled slightly as he looked at her, silently expressing his desire.
Ming Yueyi almost fell into his pure black eyes. After coming to her senses, she let go of his wrist and pushed him back a little.
"Has the fox demon poison ever taken effect at night?"
Pu Yuemin took a step back, and the little golden bell on her red hairband rang softly, dispelling the ambiguous heat that had just risen.
He sat on the chair next to him and nodded lightly: "Yes."
Ming Yueyi asked, "How many times has this happened?"
Pu Yuemin shook his head: "I don't know."
Doesn't it happen every night?
Ming Yueyi thought about the consequences of the fox demon poison infiltrating, and even the most pure and innocent gentleman would become a playboy.
He just happens to have the physique of a furnace. If he loses his mind and has sex with someone, he will definitely become a plaything of prostitutes.
Ming Yueyi frowned when he thought of this. He hadn't had a good rest to begin with, and his originally healthy complexion showed a bit of listlessness and coldness.
If it were someone else, she wouldn't be so worried, but he got infected because he saved her and she couldn't stand by and watch him die.
We still have to find a way to help him. Not to mention getting rid of him, we have to suppress him first to prevent him from losing his mind and harming others.
Ming Yueyi pursed her lips and asked him seriously, "Did you have sex last night?"
Pu Yuemin looked at her in confusion: "What do you mean, Senior Sister?"
Mingyueyi moved her lips, not knowing how to describe it.
Should I just ask him directly if he had masturbated last night?
She took one look at the young man in front of her. He had pure black hair, eyes that were also completely black, and a face that was extremely handsome, so pure that it seemed excessively white. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that he would reveal a decadent look when he was masturbating.
Ming Yueyi hesitated for a few breaths, then asked, "Self-abuse."
Pu Yuemin's eyes flashed with realization, and he slowly replied, "Yes."
She asked, “How long does it take?”
The boy answered, "Every day." But he did not answer how many times a day.
If it happens every day, then it must be like this every night.
Ming Yueyi felt that he was not far from falling into depravity, and it was all because of her.
She grabbed the hem of her skirt that was hanging beside her, and lowered her head in annoyance, thinking that it would be better to lock him in the dark room directly, so that he would not be controlled by desire. She might be able to rescue him as soon as possible and complete the plot in the process.
That way she wouldn't have to drag an iron chain around him like a ghost every night.
Ming Yueyi's expression had returned to normal when he looked up. "Come here."
Pu Yuemin stood up and sat where her finger was.
Mingyueyi pointed his fingertip an inch further inside: "Go up."
Going up next is to her bed.
Pu Yuemin looked at the place where her white jade finger pointed, and the corner of his mouth seemed to rise an inch. He bent down to take off his boots, and knelt on the couch wearing only silk stockings at the place where she pointed.
"Senior Sister, it's done." He looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
Mingyueyi was thinking about what to do next and didn't notice that the smile on his fair face was abnormal.
"Take off your outer garment."
Pu Yuemin did as he was told, took off his clothes and folded them neatly aside, then waited for her next order in his snow-gray inner robe.
Ming Yueyi bit her index finger and said in a low voice, "Take this off too."
"Are you still taking off your clothes, Senior Sister?" He kindly reminded her that there wasn't much left.
"Take it off." Mingyueyi nodded affirmatively.
Pu Yuemin paused for a moment, then slowly took off the only remaining outer garment on his body, revealing his pale and bloodless chest.
He never asked for a reason the whole time and was as obedient as a well-behaved puppy.
Ming Yueyi looked at the young man's thin chest and inexplicably thought of his appearance that night when he was lying on the ground with his clothes half-undone.
It was like peach blossom juice being crushed onto his skin, revealing a rosy red color amidst the paleness.
Ming Yueyi pointed at the waistband of his pants that he hadn't completely taken off: "I want this one too."
"I want one too?" He didn't know when a look of confusion appeared on his pink face.
Mingyueyi felt guilty about seducing the innocent and beautiful boy, but she had to do it now.
"Yes, I do."
Pu Yuemin obediently sat up from her knees with her eyelids lowered, unbuttoned the jade bell button on her silk pants, and pulled them down to her knees on the mattress. The white and short underwear wrapped around her body was so clearly visible to her eyes.
Although he had a cold and beautiful face, his appearance was not as cold and delicate as that, and he was even scary.
Mingyueyi did not let him take off the remaining underwear, but maintained his dignity so that he would not appear too erotic.
Ming Yueyi knelt and slowly moved in front of him, looking into his pure black eyes. Trying to look natural, she said, "You were poisoned because of me. If you ever feel the poison again, you can come to me. I will help you until the poison is removed from your body. If you agree, just nod your head and I will help you once."
It is better for him to be under her watchful eye every day than for him to become demented and be picked up by others, and then become someone else's practice plaything.
Although she would do some inappropriate things to him, at least she would not really do anything to him.
Mingyueyi looked at him seriously, waiting patiently for his response.
But the young man just lowered his crow-like eyelashes, trembled slightly for a few moments, and his eyes fell on her hands that were supporting her eyes.
Her wrists were white and tender, her fingers as delicate as scallion roots, not suited for other tasks, but...
Pu Yuemin smiled, his voice hoarse and even warmer than the willow branches brushed by the spring tide. He asked her softly, "Can you come see me every night?"
Come at night? It's not safe here. There are demons.
Mingyueyi frowned and thought for a moment, if there was someone there, the monster might not appear.
She relaxed her frown and nodded, "If you're afraid of being discovered, you can come at night."
The corners of Pu Yuemin's lips curled upwards, and her face remained more radiant than the lotus on the mural. "Thank you, Senior Sister. I'll trouble you in the future."
Mingyueyi has always been very tolerant of polite children. After he agreed, she raised her hand and comforted him by following the poor memories of last time in her mind.
There's no skill involved, just pure fabric.
It was light, but the boy's breath suddenly became heavier, and his kneeling hips followed her direction. He couldn't help but straighten up, his hands grabbing the plain blanket spread on the couch.
His half-raised face was as rosy as a peach blossom, and his slightly parted lips were breathing so hard that it seemed as if transparent, stringy saliva would flow out at any moment.
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