The master who is noble and abstinent, and the master who is as cold as an immortal.

Why are you so familiar with this kind of thing?

Qin Shang's mind was covered in mud, and he had no extra energy to think about why his master suddenly became keen on teasing him...

Until he was caught off guard, a severe pain came, and his thoughts instantly returned to his mind. A layer of white light seemed to flash in front of him. His neck was slightly tilted, and he was blocked in his throat with breath.

The pain is too clear.

After a long time, it was not until I slowly adapted to the pain that I slowly vomited out in one breath.

Qin Shang grabbed the pool wall and let himself be dragged into a huge wave.

...

The sun gradually moved westward.

There was a ray of sunshine outside, sprinkling a dazzling golden light in the valley.

There were ripples in the bathhouse, and there were traces of beautiful atmosphere in the hall.

Both of them who had first tasted the forbidden fruit were not too greedy. Perhaps because someone's body could not bear it, of course, the self-control of the Pavilion Master was obviously beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Qin Shang leaned against the pool wall and was quiet for a long time, quietly experiencing the special and indescribable feeling under the pain.

They really...

It has really developed to this point.

Qin Shang lay on the wall of the pool, and a sudden feeling of melancholy came to his heart. The master was really... he really pulled into the world and could never go back to the clouds.

However, in addition to melancholy, there seemed to be a vague sense of accomplishment slowly rising into my heart.

After all, the master, like a banished immortal, was pulled down by him, and there was only him, and there were no one else besides him.

This feeling made Qin Shang's heart surrounded by satisfaction and sourness.

The sourness that arises when you reach the extreme of happiness.

"Master." Qin Shang turned his head, his hair spread on his shoulders and back. His gentle and suppressed eyebrows and eyes looked particularly shiny and moving at this time, but his voice was a little hoarse, "Master...how do you feel?"

How does it feel?

Emperor Xiu lowered his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and quietly pressed his waist and thighs, with a faint tone: "It's not bad."

At this time, the voice seemed to have returned to its usual indifference and calmness.

Qin Shang squinted his eyes and smiled, with rippling waves in his eyes.

"I also think...is not bad." Qin Shang lay on the wall of the pond, piling his hands. "Although it hurts a little, it's so painful... that it feels so painful."

Emperor Xiudao: "If you like it, you can have it often in the future."

Qin Shang was soft and silent. Although this sentence was sweet because of the words of natural pampering, his expression was still a bit strange.

If he likes it...

Does the master himself like it?

Well, the master has never been greedy for anything, and has not tasted the joy of fish and water for more than 30 years. It is because the master is indifferent and has a weak temperament, so how could he fall in love with this feeling?

However, Qin Shang did not really enjoy it - although it was indeed a bit, the reason was actually very simple.

"I just want to be closer to my master," he said, lying down docilely, with a lazy voice. "As for such things, it's not good to be greedy."

It was mainly because he couldn't resist his master's magical hands.

There is one thing that Qin Shang made a wrong judgment.

Although his master is not very greedy for lust, he seems to be particularly interested in things that can tease him. The serious master, who usually has not found a suitable reason, of course, it is impossible to do anything to him in front of his subordinates or Jiuwei.
Chapter completed!