Chapter 242: He Huan Sect: Socially Afraid Master vs. Sickly Disciple 17
Quan Jiu originally wanted to find a random excuse to send the man away, but as soon as Ji Xiao opened his mouth, she choked.
I've been losing a lot of internal energy lately...
She blinked her eyelashes, feeling inexplicably guilty.
All the other party's lost internal energy was transferred to her. In just one night, she possessed the internal energy that others had to practice for 20 years to obtain.
And now, Ji Xiao, who had lost most of his inner strength, not only did not resent her, but he also diligently sought her out to practice together...
"Come in."
Quan Jiu cleared his throat.
As the culprit who enjoyed the benefits, there was no reason for her not to help Ji Xiao.
Ji Xiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly and pushed the door open with both hands.
The room was pitch black, and Quan Jiu sat up and wanted to light a lamp.
"I have to practice anyway, no need to light a lamp."
Ji Xiao spoke up to stop her.
Quan Jiu: "That's fine..."
Ji Xiao's black eyes were clear, and he could see the layout of the room clearly in the darkness.
He slowly moved to the bedside and stared at the slender young man wearing only a thin white undergarment.
Because he had been sleeping, his hair was messy and his collar was pulled a little low.
Ji Xiao stared at her slightly open collar for a full five seconds before looking away.
"Master, are you planning to go to bed? In that case, I'd better go back..."
Quan Jiu patted the bed and said coldly:
"Come up."
The internal energy was sucked away by her, so she had to find a way to get it back.
Ji Xiao's dark eyes merged into the darkness.
He started to be serious again.
Although they are the same person, their personalities are completely different when they maintain different forms.
The man looked at Quan Jiu's body wantonly, bent down slightly, took off his boots with his slender fingers, and officially stepped into her private area.
"Can't sleep?"
Quan Jiu couldn't sleep because he tossed and turned thinking about what he said.
Ji Xiao lowered his eyes: "...Yeah."
"Ah Xiao, you can't be so pessimistic. A blessing in disguise. I will definitely find a way to get all your inner strength back."
Quan Jiu is devoted to being a father. When her son suffered a setback in his career, she immediately prepared a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.
Taking advantage of the cover of night, Ji Xiao stretched out his big, bony hand and grasped the back of Quan Jiu's hand.
“Master…”
Men are naturally magnetic and sexy basses. In the quiet night, he lowered his voice and suddenly spoke. His seductive voice was so tempting that Quan Jiu couldn't help but feel his legs go weak.
What a sin.
Quan Jiu secretly muttered in his heart.
He treats me as his master, but I want to have sex with him. It's immoral...
She recited the Heart Purification Mantra once, then looked up at Ji Xiao with a kind face.
"you say."
Mom’s great son, you say.
Ji Xiao held her hand quietly, feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, his tone filled with disappointment:
"Master, if my inner strength can't be restored, then I will be a useless person for the rest of my life..."
Completely different from the man's lost tone were his burning eyes.
A flickering fire burned deep in Ji Xiao's black eyes. Just a piece of dry grass was needed, and the tiny flames were ready to set the whole prairie on fire, devouring the entire grassland with irresistible force.
"Of course not."
Quan Jiu was concentrating on chanting the Heart Purification Mantra with his eyes closed, and he didn't notice how scary the pair of eyes in front of him were.
If she opened her eyes at this moment, she would be able to see the paranoia, possession and madness in those eyes.
"Master said that he would definitely help you recover your inner strength. Your meridians are not damaged, so your inner strength will be restored sooner or later. I will also go and find heavenly treasures for you. In less than three years, you will be able to recover as before..."
Quan Jiu slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.
Ji Xiao has such a strong sense of self-esteem that he definitely won't be willing to be a waste.
In the moonlight, Ji Xiao looked at the person in front of him boldly.
"He" was like a crystal white jade sculpture, emitting a soft porcelain-white light. His delicate jawline led up to his thin lips with a light pink hue...
Ji Xiao's eyes moved across her thin lips.
The colors are beautiful.
Just like a pale pink rose.
At this moment, her thin lips were tightly closed into a cold and hard straight line, just like a rose bud about to bloom in the moonlight.
Ji Xiao's Adam's apple rolled, and a scene of roses quietly blooming in the moonlight suddenly emerged in his mind...
His fingertips moved slightly and he couldn't help but raise his hand.
Quan Jiu opened his mouth: "A Xiao, you..."
As soon as she spoke, she was stunned.
There was something extra in my mouth.
Ji Xiao didn't expect her to speak suddenly. The warmth from her fingertips made him tremble, and the little flames in his eyes burned even more vigorously.
Quan Jiu frowned, moved back to avoid his fingertips, and continued to persuade him.
"Don't feel any pressure..."
The fingertips she touched felt like they were on fire.
Every cell in Ji Xiao's body was clamoring, and beneath his pale skin, the blood vessels were flowing faster...
He was rarely excited.
"Master is so kind to me..."
The smile in Ji Xiao's eyes was mixed with a strong possessiveness.
Quan Jiu smiled indifferently and said:
"You are my son...apprentice, so of course I should treat you well."
Raise children to provide for your old age.
When her son grows up, she will hand over the Hehuan Sect and live out her retirement in seclusion in a cave. No one can let her go out.
The excitement in Ji Xiao's eyes became more and more intense.
He was no longer content to just hold her hand; his body was eager to take the next step...
In the end, reason prevailed over instinct.
He has too many secrets, and I don't trust him completely yet. If I act rashly at this moment, it will only weaken his trust in me...
Ji Xiao closed his eyes and rubbed her tender skin with his fingertips, trying to "quench his thirst by looking at the plum" and use this method to replace more intimate behavior.
"Master, let's practice."
After stroking it five times, he stopped.
Obviously, every cell in his body was emitting a strong possessive desire, but Ji Xiao's almost inhuman self-control forced him to calm down.
Don't rush...
Don't be impatient.
Quan Jiu was not as convoluted as him, and was still immersed in the guilt of having evil thoughts about his son.
"Okay, let's start practicing now."
She was eager to practice quickly and return all the internal energy that had been taken away to him.
Ji Xiao finally found a legitimate reason to hold her hands tightly.
It was smooth and tender, obviously a man's skin, but more delicate than many women's.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ji Xiao's eyes. He forced himself to concentrate and calm down, circulated the true energy in his body, and began to practice seriously.
The two of them practiced for the entire night.
Perhaps it was because Ji Xiao’s internal energy had been almost absorbed by Quan Jiu, so during this practice, his internal energy no longer ran crazily towards Quan Jiu.
"Ah Xiao, how do you feel?"
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Quan Jiu's forehead.
Ji Xiao: "Very good..."
Every time after practicing with her, the violent true energy in his body would slowly become docile.
Quan Jiu: "In that case, let's practice double cultivation again tonight."
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