Su Bei looked down at Yao Yan's face from a high position. The most noble woman in the entire twenty-one states was lying under him at this moment.
Her cheeks were flushed, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes.
This intoxicating taste made her break away from her previous aloofness and become more real.
Su Bei licked the corner of his mouth and smacked his lips. There seemed to be a hint of sweetness left on his lips.
"What? Haven't you eaten enough?"
Yaoyan's beautiful eyes are flowing, her pretty face is full of charm, and her red lips are slightly opened to play with taste.
Su Bei withdrew his absent-minded gaze, coughed, smiled at her, and then said seriously:
"How could Su be such a person?"
Yao Yan looked thoughtfully at where he was looking with his peripheral vision, then raised his eyes and revealed a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Does Elder Su like women's feet?"
"I didn't expect to have such a hobby."
"..."
Su Bei frowned, feeling as if his whole personality had been insulted.
How could a noble man from the Sword Sect, the Qinglian Sword Immortal, be so slandered?
Then he said righteously:
"Holy girl, don't talk nonsense!"
"Su has always been upright, how could he have such a perverted quirk?"
"..."
Yaoyan gave him an angry look, and her jade feet gently touched the water on the ground. Under the white silk wrap, the five-point round jade toes were even more transparent, glowing with flesh-colored light, through the delicate and translucent
The skin on the instep is white and tender, and small blood vessels can be faintly seen deep under the skin.
The toenails dyed with red vermilion are like pearls embedded in the white and tender toes, and water droplets fall on the puddles on the ground.
Tan opened his mouth half-open and spit out a hint of fragrance towards Su Bei:
"Then what have you been looking at my feet for?"
"..."
When Su Bei came back to his senses, he saw Yao Yan looking at him with that see-through look.
He coughed a few times with some guilt.
"Ahem——"
"No, it's just that Su found that the saint's socks were dirty..."
Yao Yan scoffed at his explanation. Men always think one thing on the surface but another behind their backs.
However, there is no disgust at all, which just shows his charm?
He stood up, and then changed positions with Su Bei under Su Bei's puzzled eyes, looking down at him.
Her slender feet gently rubbed Su Bei's calf.
But that face looked extremely calm, and then he gently held Su Bei in his arms.
"Hold me one last time."
Yao Yan lay next to Su Bei's ear and murmured softly.
Overcoming the inner demon tribulation is far more difficult than the thunder tribulation.
The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation can be passed safely by relying on long-term preparations, but the Heart Demon Tribulation is all about being immersed in the illusion of reality. Perhaps this Tribulation will be the last one.
The reason why she showed her heart like this to the man in front of her was partly due to this.
If you fail to overcome the tribulation and have done nothing, and become a puppet who can't think and have no emotions, wouldn't that be a great loss?
I met him at the wrong time. Even if he had close contact with Ji Nanjue, so what?
It's just this time. I think my disciple will forgive me.
Su Bei opened his arms and held Yao Yan in his arms, feeling the warmth from her body.
There was a lingering fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, but when he heard her words, Su Bei had no so-called desire, and his heart felt much heavier.
"This won't be the last time."
"..."
Su Bei held her hand tightly. In his eyes, Yao Yan at this time was not a saint, but just a woman.
His eyes were clear and solemn, echoing her reflection:
"I also want to help you find your emotions!"
"..."
Yaoyan didn't move, just hugged him.
Smelling the faint scent on his body.
She was only 50% sure of overcoming the tribulation this time, and so far, her wish had been fulfilled.
The sun was shining warmly, and there was silence in the bamboo pavilion. Only the breathing of the two people could be heard.
Intertwined ups and downs.
"The socks are wet...uncomfortable."
After a while, a soft murmur hit Su Bei's head instantly.
Su Bei helped her get up and sit on the armchair of the bamboo pavilion.
The fragrance of flowers floated, and a breeze blew by, making the green grass rustle.
This commendable gust of wind blew up Yao Yan's pleated skirt, taking with it the untied white shirt.
The light and shadow are intertwined and mottled through the bamboo pavilion.
The water on the ground reflects the white clouds in the sky.
Su Bei blinked his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him.
This is probably the first time he has seen anything other than bellybands and pants since he came to this world.
——It’s still lace.
He vaguely remembered seeing the blooming hibiscus flower when he was going through the tribulation in Hanquan.
Well, it's a tattoo.
The kind that extends all the way to below the belly button.
While I was using the topic to express my thoughts, a gentle voice came over:
"Elder Su, does it look good?"
Su Bei raised her head and faced Yao Yan's pair of innocent eyes that looked like they were about to kill someone. She crossed her legs together, her short pleated skirt tightly covering her fair thighs, and spoke slowly.
Su Bei coughed, and then said with a serious look:
“It looks really good!”
Yao Yan sneered, stretched out a leg, handed it over, raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"Take off your socks for me."
Although there was a hint of shyness in her heart, this was a feeling she had never felt before.
Extra exciting?
Extra bold?
The final indulgence regardless of secular etiquette!
Su Bei stepped forward and looked at the white stockings that had been soaked for a long time. They were pulled up to above the knees, rolled up at the top, rolled down into a ring, and tightened like a jade bracelet.
On the plump, white and tender thighs.
And it curved inwards, revealing the fair skin in the area.
The edge slowly faded downwards, and the jade feet were tightly wrapped in white translucency, with a hint of haziness.
Then, following Su Bei's movements, it curled up and slid off her fair legs, until it reached her slender ankles.
...
Dieyi sat bored at the door of Yaoyan's courtyard, looking in from the corner of her eye from time to time.
After that man went in, he didn't come out for a long time. God knows what the two of them were doing in there!?
The look on his face became more and more weird. You must know that the one inside who can sit on the ground and absorb dirt has been alone for thousands of years. A man was called in for no reason. Maybe the two of them were fighting fiercely now.
"How did the two of them get together?"
Dieyi saw more than once that when Yao Yan faced Su Bei, the look in his eyes was different from others.
"What if the originator of the chaos in this world is with the Saint?"
She let out a long sigh, feeling that her head was getting bigger, and the burden of saving the world on her shoulders was inexplicably heavier.
Dieyi took a deep breath, but her heart could not calm down, and she said to herself:
"We must not let my aunt sink into despair. We must find a way to do something."
"..."
At this moment, a disciple from the Holy Land hurried over, looked at Dieyi who was guarding the gate like a door god, and said:
"Miss Dieyi, Duobao Pavilion sent a deacon to deliver a 'North Sea Coral Ginseng' to Elder Su."
With that said, he handed a glass box in his hand to Dieyi and continued:
"Please, Miss Dieyi, please pass it on to Elder Su Zhang. Well, this deacon also said that if Elder Su is in good health, he will be invited to Duobao Pavilion."
"The Pavilion Master is waiting for him!"
After conveying his words, he turned around and left.
Dieyi fiddled with the coral ginseng in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said to himself:
"Strange? What does the dragon in the North Sea want to do with him?"
Ao Yue, the Pavilion Master of Duobao Pavilion, may be considered mysterious to the world, but as a second-generation saint in her previous life, she is no stranger to her.
I was quite shocked when I first learned about it, but it was already the Great Desolation and the twenty-one states were in chaos, so I couldn't care less about why the sects in the twenty-one states were secretly controlled by the Dragon Clan from Beihai.
but--
Putting these random thoughts behind her mind, she picked up the coral ginseng, clenched her fists tightly, and with the intention of causing trouble, she ignored the reminder not to enter the house, so she rushed into the courtyard and said loudly:
"Aunt! Elder Su!"
"Duobao Pavilion sent someone to deliver ginseng..."
"..."
He was in a hurry, preparing to catch the two of them and accuse Su Bei of his evil deeds to Yao Yan.
Then he saw the scene in front of him.
Close your eyes for the rest of the day, the night is about to rise.
Yao Yan was wearing a piece of clothing that she had never seen before. There was a gentle breeze blowing up her black hair, and she stretched one leg towards the man in front of her...
And Su Bei was squatting on the ground, holding the jade foot of the key smoke in his hand.
Four eyes stared at her, followed by three pairs of eyes staring at each other.
There was silence.
Dieyi has a suspicious expression on his face, strange?
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
"..."
This action was indeed beyond her understanding.
She didn't think that this action was done by Su Bei willingly. After all, who would want to grab someone's feet?
Was it his aunt who forced him?
Or is Su Bei trying to be courteous? But even if he is being courteous, he can't... and he can't do this?
Yao Yan couldn't think of a reason for a while, his face turned red instantly, he pursed his thin lips, and wanted to pull away the foot that was tightly held in Su Bei's hand.
Damn it, Die Yi actually saw him doing such a thing.
In order to maintain the image in her mind, Yao Yan snorted coldly, frowned, and said:
"What did you come in for?"
"..."
Su Bei felt the need to defend his image so that he would not be misunderstood.
He stood up, coughed lightly, and then, under the gaze of the two women, he looked calm and said calmly:
"Miss Dieyi, this is an ancient secret method that Su learned from ancient secrets to promote monks' blood circulation, increase the flexibility of meridians, dredge the energy and blood in the meridians, and regulate the movement of spiritual energy!"
"Dredging spiritual energy from acupuncture points on the feet can soften the meridians and increase the elasticity of the meridians, thereby reducing the risk of damage to the meridians due to terrible external forces."
"It can also enable many of the monk's muscles, especially the leg muscles, to continuously contract and relax, prompting a large number of meridians in the muscles to continuously contract and relax, thereby increasing the efficiency of muscle and spiritual energy circulation, and strengthening the absorption of spiritual energy in the monk's body.
and effective use.”
"..."
When I saw Su Bei speaking seriously, it didn't look like he was lying.
Not only was Die Yi's face filled with shock, but even Yao Yan's eyes widened.
Could it be that what he said is true!?
"This... what kind of secret technique is this?"
Thinking that Su Bei could recover quickly every time his meridians were damaged, Yao Yan blinked his eyes gently and squeezed the foot he wanted to pull out again towards Su Bei's hand.