Chapter 175
Hearing this, Nan Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and transparent tears hung on her eyelashes. She felt really embarrassed.
Then, with a blushing face, he suppressed the immoral thoughts in his head, and handed his little hand over, while showing an aggrieved look on his face, and pretended to say,
“That’s not good.”
Knowing it's not good, she still dares to reach out?
Jing Wuyan looked at Nan Yan with his black eyes, his expression froze for a long time, he looked at her as if she was a monster, he didn't expect that she would actually dare to reach out her hand, this shameless and wanton girl, he couldn't even deal with this move.
Jing Wuyan stared at her quietly for a while with his deep black eyes, and found that this little girl did not feel ashamed at all.
The two people's eyes met, one was stagnate and deep, the other was slightly expectant. After a while, they suddenly felt a suffocating awkwardness in the air.
Jing Wuyan kept his eyes closed and said nothing. He felt that as a man, he naturally couldn't let him see his discomfort. He simply held her hand and then put it against his chest with an expressionless face. "Okay, you want to touch it, don't you? I'll let you touch it now, that's enough."
The strong and powerful heartbeat kept rising and falling under her palm. Jing Wuyan looked down at the naughty girl opposite her with the corner of his mouth turned downward, and his expression was visibly withered.
When I looked up at his expression, it looked even more depressed.
Not only was she depressed, Jing Wuyan also felt that this little girl was extremely outrageous. How could a good girl be so bold and presumptuous? She was so curious about such a thing!
Did she also pester her senior brother in the past... Thinking of this, Jing Wuyan's expression changed instantly and became much gloomier.
Especially when he lowered his eyes to look at that naughty girl, the more he looked, the more he disliked her. He just wanted to catch her and give her a good beating. She was apparently born delicate, gentle and well-behaved, so why was she so impatient when doing things?
Jing Wuyan was still immersed in his own thoughts. He thought to himself that they had just gotten closer. To be honest, he had never been with female cultivators before and had no such practical experience. Now he finally met someone he liked, but she was still a wicked girl.
He has been practicing for so many years, it is impossible that he could not control even this thought. However, he treats something like emotion, which is invisible and intangible, in a gradual and extremely cautious way. After all, he is not a person who only cares about physical pleasure, he is a person who pays attention to the inner communication and integration of the mind.
So we have to take it slow and not rush things.
Nan Yan knew there was no hope as soon as she saw the expression. She felt a little regretful and a sullen look appeared on her little face.
She didn't quite understand why people in this world paid so much attention to spiritual communication. This made her, a scum who only cared about material things and physical enjoyment, seemed shameless, impatient, and full of unhealthy thoughts.
This is simply a slander against her innocence.
Obviously, these people are all strong and vigorous. They pretend to be serious and upright on the surface, but they are actually much wilder than her when they get crazy.
When Nan Yan saw this man holding her hand against his chest, her expression instantly became depressed. She looked gloomy and her eyes glanced at him vaguely.
He's already an old man, who would want to play this kind of pure love with him? The main thing is excitement, if there's no excitement, how long will it take?
So Nan Yan touched and pinched his chest for a long time, with a regretful expression on her face.
"That's it? Aren't you too old to do it?"
After Nan Yan finished speaking, she was still looking forward to the man saying that classic line: Woman, you are playing with fire.
As a result, the man opposite her looked at her coldly, and his expression did not change at all. Instead, he grabbed her little hand and threw it away, with contempt in his eyes, "Little girl, don't mess with me, or I will make you cry until your throat can't shout out. It's not a lie."
After hearing this, Nan Yan felt hopeful and tried to encourage him, but she felt embarrassed when his hand was let go.
Nan Yan snorted in anger, turned around and jumped off his lap, straightened her skirt and replied to him unscrupulously, "Forget it, I won't come to see you anymore. I can't relieve the depression in my heart, so I can only find other junior brothers to accompany me in fun."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Wuyan's handsome face turned dark and gloomy. He grabbed her, pinched her shoulders and pressed her down on the soft couch behind him. He was so angry that his teeth were itching and he didn't know what to say.
Nan Yan bumped into the soft cushion and let out a low cry, but the person on her ignored her and pressed down hard, almost crushing her to pieces with this overwhelming force.
This little girl, if he does something a little too much, she'll scold him for being shameless. If he doesn't let her touch her, she'll blame him for being incompetent. How dare she say that she's depressed and sad and wants to find another man for fun and happiness?
Who on earth gave this little girl all these bad habits? She's spoiled and pretentious. Not only is she spoiled, but she also likes to make trouble for no reason. How could she have the courage to look for someone else after hooking up with him? Does she want to die?
No, I can't get used to this bad temper, I have to change it.
Jing Wuyan held her down, raised his hand and pinched her cheek, narrowed his eyes and began to lecture her, his voice became deeper and deeper, "Stinky girl, you really want to play so much, and you want to find someone to make you happy, who gave you the courage? Well, you want to play, right? I can play with you, but I said, if you touch me, you have to take responsibility."
He spoke in a slower voice, his tone carrying a hint of menace, "Besides, in this world, everything should be done in a give-and-take manner."
Jing Wuyan narrowed his eyes, pinched her chin, turned her face around, and slightly opened his thin lips, which were particularly bright red. "If you touch me, I will naturally touch you too."
Jing Wuyan also knew that he could not convince this naughty girl, so he could only fight back. He would respond to her the same way she did.
After saying this, he stared at the little girl intently to see how she would react.
Nan Yan was still immersed in the sudden pressure from him and was a little breathless. She was pressed so hard that she couldn't move at all, let alone resist.
Unable to resist, she could only compromise and rest her head on his neck, rubbing it again and again. Her dark head rubbed softly against the soft hair on Jing Wuyan's neck, and she could also smell the light fragrance emanating from her hair.
Jing Wuyan lowered his head and looked at the gentle and well-behaved look of this person in his arms. He was immediately satisfied and was about to loosen his grip a little, but the little girl became impatient.
Her true colors were revealed, and she couldn't stop yelling, "Aren't you going to be my lover? What's wrong with me touching you a few times? You're so pretty, aren't you meant to be touched?"
Nan Yan felt that she was so shameless after she said this. How could she say such shameless words?
It seems that she has also fallen. Oh, no, she must have been influenced by the man in front of her. It has nothing to do with her.
Jing Wuyan was not angry either, he just pursed his lips, raised a slight arc, sneered and pulled her cheek, snorted and scolded her, "Stinky girl, you are so boastful."
Nan Yan was pinned down and unable to move. She pinched him with both hands for a long time but there was no response. Finally, she got tired of pinching him and put her head on the quilt behind her. She could only stare at him with red cheeks.
Her eyes were dark, bright and watery, especially when they were filled with anger, they had an incomparable brightness. Her face became redder, her chest heaved, her messy temples were covered with fine beads of sweat, and she exuded a faint fragrance.
Nan Yan was not afraid of him at all, and started to speak stubbornly again, "I'm just being rude, what can you do about it?"
Anyway, there is no word "compromise" in her dictionary. When she is unhappy, she will start to make trouble. "If you don't want to touch me, then don't touch me. Can't I find someone else?"
Jing Wuyan narrowed his eyes, "Do you dare to try with someone else?"
Nan Yan glared back at him with a bold face, "Just try it, do you think I don't dare? How can I try if you don't get up? Jing Wuyan, hurry up, you are pressing me so hard that I can't breathe. My chest hurts, I'm going to be suffocated to death."
Jing Wuyan pinched her chin and spoke in a slow, drawn-out, soft voice, "Oh, you deserve to die in pain. If you die, I will give you a new life, so you can continue to suffer while you are alive."
Nan Yan felt that she had met her match, but she still couldn't help but scold him, "How can you be so vicious?"
Jing Wuyan couldn't help laughing, and pointed his finger at her chin. "Did you just get to know me today? I thought you knew my nature very well, little girl. This is what happens to you. You dare to provoke anyone, and you deserve to be bullied for the rest of your life."
After hearing this, how could Nan Yan tolerate this?
Especially when he looked up and saw that the man opposite he still had an attitude of control, he simply stopped talking, tilted his head back and bit his neck, chewing it as if it were a duck's neck, without any hesitation.
But she didn't expect that this bastard would really take her seriously.
If we say tooth for tooth, we really mean it, without any exaggeration.
She bit him, and he bit her neck hard, making Nan Yan so angry that she choked and itched. She pinched his lower back hard, crying and cursing at him.
"Get up, you bastard. You're so heavy."
"You actually bit me? You really bit me, are you a dog? It hurts so much, you even bully women, I don't want you anymore!"
She had never been bitten like this in her life. Nan Yan was really mad this time. Her whole body struggled violently. In the end, not only did she not break free, she was also exhausted. However, the guy on her was as steady as a rock and didn't move at all.
After biting the person, Jing Wuyan sneered at her, "Oh, you bastard, I knew you were a heartless ungrateful person. You treat feelings so casually, and you still want to flirt with others and have fun? Who gave you the courage, huh?"
His teeth itched, and he really wanted to bite her to death. "If I really let you touch me, I'm sure you'll put on a skirt and run away on the first day, and then deny it. Who do you think I am? Who taught you to be so shameless? How dare you play with a man casually?"
Nan Yan was oppressed by him and couldn't resist. She could only pinch the soft flesh on his waist and sob softly.
Now she completely understood the character of this bastard. He was vindictive and principled.
He is completely different from her senior brother who has a cold exterior but warm interior. Her senior brother is the type who will not stop her from doing or playing anything as long as she wants. At most he will give her some advice and comfort her, but if that doesn't work he will just follow her around and clean up the mess like an old lady.
But this bastard is obviously different. He has a very strong personality and not only controls her all day long, but he also wants her to change her bad habits. The most important thing is that she has to practice with him. Even the method of acting cute doesn't work for him. This is a cold-blooded man who is too tough to deal with.
What's wrong with her wanting to be a salted fish? Is it a bother for him to just eat, drink, play, and wait for death every day? This dog man.
Fix it, fix it, fix his dead head!
Nan Yan's eyes were filled with tears from the bite. She couldn't help but touch her neck and stared at him with tears in her eyes.
This old man who didn't understand romance could be so cruel to such a beautiful girl like her? If she didn't bite back today, wouldn't her teeth have grown in vain?
She opened her mouth and bit his chin. This bastard was very vengeful, but he didn't get angry. He smiled coldly and stretched out his hands to pinch her little face. He began to knead it hard and pulled it like a dough. He rubbed her face until it was numb and her skin turned red. She began to roll and tangle on the couch.
The two of them fought back and forth, and by the end, their breathing became a little unsteady, and their clothes became tangled without them noticing at some point.
Jing Wuyan naturally held back and secretly gave in to her. He was happy to coax her, otherwise, with his cultivation and physical strength, this naughty girl would turn over and sit on his waist viciously.
To be honest, this little girl was really killing me. The gravity acceleration of that soft piece of flesh of hers was really not light, and it fell down at the same time.
Jing Wuyan's expression was distorted, and his chest was suffocating. He couldn't hold it back for a moment, and coughed, "Be gentle! I'm old, and my waist is not good."
Nan Yan couldn't help but laugh, and her laugh was particularly arrogant.
She sat on his waist in a very domineering manner and weighed it twice, obviously treating the person underneath her as a human cushion.
Then she deliberately patted his face and said hypocritically, "Oh, it turns out that your waist is not in good condition. No wonder you feel so weak."
Just as he finished speaking, that sinful little hand shamelessly touched down, causing Jing Wuyan's expression to freeze instantly, and it took him a long time to react.
That jade-like face flushed red, and she was very angry. She squeezed out a sentence from her throat, "You little bitch, you are really bold. You dare to touch everything, right?"
Nan Yan was also shocked after touching him. They had just been rolling around for so long, kissing and hugging each other. Even after using all her skills, this bastard didn't even have any reaction at all.
How could she not be shocked? Nan Yan only had two thoughts in her mind at that moment. One was whether he was really incapable, and the other was whether this bastard was too patient.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan's expression suddenly became more tangled, and she began to worry about his life in the lower half of his body. She wrinkled her pale little face and asked worriedly,
"Are you too old and useless? How come I haven't gotten any response after flirting with her for so long? I seem to have heard that men become impotent after a certain age."
Nan Yan really meant well this time, not mockingly, "Although your face still looks young, your body fully reveals the truth that you are already not young anymore."
The key point is that she didn't use that joking tone, her face was truly filled with worry and suspicion, while she was speaking, her little hands moved twice without hesitation, the expression on her face clearly said - you see, that's it, no reaction at all.
At this moment, Jing Wuyan felt a little bit defeated if he could endure it any longer. He took a deep breath in anger, and then finally couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed that sinful little hand, turned over and pressed her down heavily on the couch. The world was spinning, and the black hair slipped from her shoulders and scattered on her face and neck.
Jing Wuyan lowered his head to face her, his eyes filled with anger, a dark light slowly ignited from the depths of his eyes. He was so angry that he almost lost his mind, staring at the woman who didn't know whether to live or die, pinching her chin and lifting it up.
"You know a lot, and you know this kind of thing so clearly. Who did you see? Tell me! Or who did you touch? You are so bold. Do you really think that what I said is false?"
It is undeniable that Jing Wuyan was deeply angry. Whenever he thought about how this little girl had been so close to other men and acted so unreasonably, he felt furious. If he didn't teach her a lesson, he would have no peace tonight.
Nan Yan was not afraid of death. She was suppressed by him but did not lose her momentum. She shouted at him without any guilt, "There are not many of them. Why are you so fierce? Don't you understand the rule of first come first served? I didn't mind you flirting with others. Do you think you have given up on me now?"
Jing Wuyan became even angrier after hearing this, so angry that he lost all his focus on cultivation. He really couldn't bear to listen to the girl talking, as every word she said could make him angry for a long time.
He is not the kind of petty man who holds on to the past. Who made them meet too late? And this little girl is young and ignorant, so it is normal for her to be curious about matters between men and women. But she is talking nonsense. Does she really think he can't deal with her?
Not a few yet? With such a small body, she dares to be merciful and not afraid of being torn apart by others. Can she swallow it? Stinky girl!
Jing Wuyan sneered, he pinched the little girl's wrist, held her down, and then covered her with his whole body. This was when his momentum really changed.
The cold and aggressive aura that he had deliberately restrained in front of her before suddenly dissipated like a blade. He lowered his head and bit that irritating little mouth. None of the words that came out of that mouth were what he liked to hear.
"Who was I flirting with? You're talking nonsense and blaming me for something else. Do you really think I don't dare to teach you a lesson?"
Nan Yan's lips were sore and numb from being sucked by someone, and the air in her chest was almost squeezed out by this man, just like a fish in the water being caught and jumped up, and her brain felt suffocated and blank in chaos. Her whole body was suppressed and unable to move, and she had no strength to struggle at all.
Her tears welled up again. Her neck was covered with a thin layer of sweat due to the man's rising body temperature. She bit her lips and uttered sporadic sobs in drunkenness, as if she had been badly bullied. "You can't judge a person by his appearance, not his heart. What's more, you are so old now, who knows if you were a perverted old man who was surrounded by women..."
Jing Wuyan snorted coldly and ignored her. He held her wrist and bit her shoulder lightly. She could feel the beast's strength through her clothes.
At the beginning, Nan Yan was very stubborn and refused to beg for mercy, but in the end it was too late. Her legs, which were kicking wildly, were clamped down tightly, and then two extremely aggressive long legs were squeezed apart.
Maybe I really went too far this time. When an old man gets horny, it's not easy for ordinary people to suppress it.
So Nan Yan was severely scolded by this bastard, and her voice was hoarse from crying in the end.
She still underestimated the man's methods. He had clearly played with the vine. When Nan Yan saw the green light flashing from his fingertips before, she definitely didn't think of such a thing. But he actually used his powerful weapon to tie her up.
You can’t mess with old men with tentacles… If you mess with them, it’s really gonna cost you your life. Her fragile body was almost broken.
…
When Nan Yan woke up, the first feeling she had after regaining consciousness was refreshed. Not only did she not feel tired, but her realm had even risen. She had already reached the late stage of foundation building, and there were signs that she was about to break through to the golden elixir stage.
This instantly brought back to her mind the last moment of last night, when the soft couch had endured an impact that could not be ignored. That bastard coaxed her while muttering mantras about cultivation in her ears, and in the end he even led her in circulating spiritual energy to help her consolidate her cultivation. She was truly impressed.
Although her realm had improved, it did not prevent her from being unhappy, especially now that she had recovered her spirits. She had a lot of resentment but nowhere to vent it. The first thing she did was to pick up a pillow and throw it at the well-dressed but beastly man opposite her. With tears in her eyes, she vented her emotions.
"You shameless villain! You tied me up with vines..."
Jing Wuyan was hit completely defenseless, he looked up at the person, there was a hint of guilt in his dark eyes, especially when he saw her aggrieved and pitiful look, he couldn't help but think of the scene last night, the absurd, glamorous, and awkward look, the crying and begging for mercy, until his voice was hoarse in the end.
Well, last night was a bit too noisy.
So he obediently took the pillow, closed his eyes and said nothing.
It was quiet for a while.
He coughed twice, still thinking about the mark on her wrist, and took the initiative to walk over and use his own spiritual power to help her clear her body, "I'm sorry... I will restrain myself in the future..."
Nan Yan burst into tears, wrapped in a quilt, jumped out of bed, rushed over like a firecracker and beat the man up, "What's the use of restraining yourself? When you get crazy, you're like a dog. You even bit me..."
Nan Yan kicked him as she spoke. Jing Wuyan lowered his head to take a look at this hot-tempered little ancestor. His eyes were red and there were many red marks on his neck. He saw that this man was tired of beating him, so he simply wrapped him and the quilt in his arms.
He kissed her forehead and coaxed her for a long time before she rolled her eyes. Then he took out a whole set of beautiful dresses from his storage bag and started putting them on her one by one.
The once high and mighty Lord Qingyou has now become a bed-warming tool for a stinky girl in the lower world. Jing Wuyan felt inexplicably annoyed. He didn't know why, but he was so angry with this stinky girl last night. He lost his virginity in a moment of impulse. Now it's too late to regret...
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On the other side, Feng Jixue has never left since Nan Yan left. He waited in Nan Yan's yard all night, but the junior sister did not come back the whole night.
He didn't know why he just dared to wait here, perhaps because he was timid and didn't dare to take the initiative to look for her.
This wait lasted a whole night.
At dawn on the first day, a servant who came to sweep the grounds saw the senior brother sitting in the yard. He was sitting straight on the stone bench, as unconscious as an ice sculpture. The servant subconsciously bowed to the senior brother and said, "Senior brother, why are you here? Aren't you going to the morning class?"
Feng Jixue's eyelashes were covered with mist. He turned to look at the disciple who was sweeping beside him and suddenly asked, "Has Junior Sister gone to the morning class?"
The sloppy disciple was confused, but still shook his head and answered, "Junior sister? Junior sister hasn't been to morning class for many days. Yesterday, it seemed that she went to Senior Sister Lin's place... Oh, it should be the Mirror Daoist Fellow in Senior Sister Lin's place. Junior sister and that Daoist Fellow get along very well. Senior brother, what do you want to talk to junior sister about?"
As soon as he said this, the talisman paper in the eldest senior brother's hand was accidentally torn, and his face changed almost instantly.
He turned to look at the person, his face expressionless, or rather, he tried his best to calm his emotions, "Really? Junior Sister, are you close to that Daoist Friend Jing? What did you do there yesterday?"
The disciple scratched his head, but didn't notice the difference in the elder brother's expression. He thought that the elder brother was concerned about the younger sister, so he nodded subconsciously and said, "I'm not sure about this, but it should be good."
"Oh, I heard from the sweeping disciple in that Taoist friend's courtyard that Taoist friend Jing seemed to be helping Junior Sister with her cultivation yesterday. I don't know the details, but I heard from the sweeping disciple who came back in the morning that there was quite a commotion in the house and Junior Sister was so angry that she cried. I don't know anything else. If Senior Brother is really concerned, he can go and ask Junior Sister directly..."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Jixue's face turned even paler. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but he almost subconsciously clenched his fingers, turned around and went to Jing Wuyan's yard.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. He thought about it for a long time last night, wondering why he was so painful and uncomfortable. He wondered if he really had no feelings for his junior sister?
If there really was nothing, why would he feel guilty? Why did he feel so uncomfortable? Why was all he could think about was his junior sister? He obviously cared about her, about many things about her, and about her emotions.
Just when he was about to figure it out, he heard what the disciple said...
Feng Jixue felt a sudden panic in his heart, an inexplicable panic. He felt as if he had really done something wrong, something that could never be undone, and he seemed to be losing the most important person to him.
He didn't know what was going on with the love pig. Why did all his previous feelings for his junior sister disappear after the love pig was untied? When he faced her in the hall, he felt no emotion in his heart, only the responsibility and apology in his memory. He didn't understand why it turned out like this?
But as time passed, the memories in his mind became clearer and deeper. Every frown and smile of his junior sister seemed to be engraved in his bones, making it impossible for him to forget them.
Especially when he woke up from his dreams at midnight, the feeling of loss and uneasiness that occasionally spread in his chest, as well as certain instinctive reactions of his body, made him dare not think too deeply about it.
But now, he seems to really regret it...
An unprecedented regret surged towards him like an icy tide, squeezing his chest and drowning all his chaotic emotions. For a moment, he felt only palpitations and tremors in his chest, and even an urge to cry in his eyes.
Feng Jixue covered his aching chest with his hands, his eyes even reddened. He clenched his fingers so hard that it hurt. Maybe it wasn't entirely because he was a lovesick person. Maybe he had already truly fallen in love with his junior sister during their time together.
When Feng Jixue had this realization in his mind, he only felt that the place where his chest had been pierced was a little hot. The mark of the six-petal flower there was originally very faint, but for some reason, the color had deepened in the past two days.
But after the love-sucking girl was released, the emotions that were taken away from him made him unable to recover for a while, and he mistakenly believed that it was all due to the love-sucking girl. He had been avoiding the issues that he was unwilling to think about, and now he was overwhelmed by the memories of the past and could no longer escape...
He clearly loved his junior sister in his heart. They had originally become a couple, not because of lovesickness or responsibility, but because of true affection and admiration. He had always liked the junior sister who originally belonged to him.
But why did he not understand it until now?
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