004 “(Quick Travel) Meat Eating Journey” Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Cultivation of Immortality and Ascetic Master (3)

The thick cock held by the little hand, starting from the head and ending between Zhang Yan’s legs, was sending him an unspeakable pleasure.What’s even worse is that Ye Xuan didn’t know what she was dreaming about. She smiled sweetly and caressed his penis unconsciously.

Zhang Yan had never been so panicked before, and he quickly pulled Ye Xuan’s little hand away.With this pull, because the strength was too great, Ye Xuan screamed and woke up.

The little girl rubbed her eyes sleepily: “Master, is it dawn yet?”

Her dark eyes were still full of sleepiness, her pink cheeks were like hibiscus after the rain, and her slightly pouty mouth opened and closed, exhaling the fragrance of orchid on the side of Zhang Yan’s neck.Then, Zhang Yan found in confusion that his penis had grown shamefully again.

Probably realizing that it was still dark outside the window, Ye Xuan muttered: “Master, bad guy, Ah Xuan is dreaming.” Regardless of Zhang Yan’s stiff expression, she rolled straight into the man’s arms, hugging Zhang Yan tighter like an octopus.

When Zhang Yan came back to his senses, his little disciple was already asleep. The little hand was safely placed on his chest this time, and his cock was still hard.

There seemed to be a burning flame lingering in his lower abdomen. Zhang Yan lay straight on the bed, feeling uneasy for a while.

Maybe, I should find a Taoist companion?He thought for no reason.No matter how high his cultivation level is, he is still a normal man after all.Zhang Yan also has the natural reaction of a man when he wakes up in the morning.In the end, it was just a physiological reaction, not a result of emotion.If you perform a Qingxin Jue, it will disappear immediately.

But right now… Zhang Yan has recited “The Book of Moral Purity and Mingshen” silently in his mind for more than ten times, but the erect cock in his crotch has still not softened.

Tomorrow, he thought to himself, he would never let Ye Xuan sleep with him again.

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When Ye Xuan woke up from her sleep, it was already bright.Dots of gold fell between the cracks in the window. She opened her eyes in the warm sunshine. The quilt next to her showed that someone had slept here.It’s just that the lover is not here, leaving only a nice light fragrance.

Ye Xuan took a vigorous sniff and couldn’t help but feel relieved.Zhang Yanxi likes to be clean, but is not good at incense. His clothes are always lingering with the scent of grass and wood, just like the person he is, like the treasure tree in the courtyard and the orchid under the steps.

For such a man of such high quality, it would be a good deal to give it to him for the first time, Ye Xuan thought irrationally.At the beginning of last night, Ye Xuan deliberately pretended to be asleep to tease Zhang Yan, clearly seeing the tangled and flustered look of the ascetic master.

She felt proud and wanted to take a step further, but she was afraid that she would make Zhang Yan suspicious if she took too fast a step.I could only suppress the lust that knocked Zhang Yan down, and left Zhang Yan tossing and turning alone. I fell asleep comfortably. I don’t know how Zhang Yan survived the rest of the night.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, but it was Zhang Yan who was back.

He had obviously just taken a shower. He was wearing a blue robe, and his dark black hair was hanging down. His usual cold temperament had been reduced a lot, and he only had an indescribable softness.

As soon as Ye Xuan saw him, she jumped up with crooked eyebrows and ran to Zhang Yan with her little bare feet. She took out a hairpin from nowhere and said, “Master, Master, A-Xuan, please tie your hair.”

Zhang Yan was about to scold her when he saw that she had not put on her clothes properly and her clothes were hanging loosely on her body.He saw his little disciple running up to him, holding up a warm green jade hairpin with his big eyes, a look of earnestness on his face.

He immediately softened his heart and was dragged by Ye Xuan to sit down on the chair.Ye Xuan stepped on another chair, held a lock of Zhang Yan’s black hair with her little hand, brought it to her nose and sniffed: “Master, your hair smells so good.”

Her puppy-like appearance immediately made Zhang Yan laugh. Different from the formulaic smile in front of others, this smile went straight to the bottom of his eyes, making his usually hard eyebrows soften.

The air in the room flows quietly like water…

Ye Xuan inserted the green jade hairpin into Zhang Yan’s bun, looked around again, and suddenly kissed Zhang Yan’s face.

Zhang Yan was stunned, then immediately frowned and said, “Nonsense.”

However, Ye Xuan was not afraid of his appearance. Instead, she hugged Zhang Yan’s neck and giggled: “Master, in the books I read, the husbands tie up the wives’ hair. Is the master my wife or my husband?”

Zhang Yan couldn’t laugh or cry: “Where are you looking at this mess, little naughty boy, do you know what a husband is and what a wife is?”

Ye Xuan grew up in the Canglan Sect, and she was surrounded by fellow sect members who were dedicated to seeking the Tao. Zhang Yan thought that she did not understand the titles in the mortal world.

“Of course I know.” Ye Xuan pouted, “Husband and wife are meant to be together forever, just like Master and I.” As she said this, she deliberately looked at Zhang Yan with innocent and sincere eyes.

Zhang Yan was stunned, his expression seemed a little unnatural, but he immediately covered it up, and then changed the topic: “Since you are awake, please take the pillow back to the room.”

Ye Xuan blinked: “Why do you want to take it back?”

Seeing that she didn’t understand, Zhang Yan couldn’t bear it, but he still said calmly: “You can go back to your room to sleep tonight.”

Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment, then blinked her eyes again after a long while, and whispered: “Master, did I make you angry?”

This was the second time she asked this question in a few days. Zhang Yan couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. She only thought that she made her master angry, but she didn’t know that it was because she had no face to face her.

Zhang Yan remained silent and just turned his head away slightly.

When Ye Xuan saw this, two tears rolled down her eyes.There was no sound when she cried, and her tears fell one by one, falling to the ground and turning into little silent traces of dust.

For a long time, Zhang Yan didn’t hear any sound. He couldn’t help but glance at the end of his eyes and saw Ye Xuan’s face covered with tears.

Zhang Yan’s heart suddenly tightened, but his face remained calm. He wanted to say something serious, but after all, he still felt pity for Ye Xuan, so he could only say in a deep voice deliberately: “I asked you to go back to your room to sleep. Is it because I have wronged you as a teacher?”

Ye Xuan wanted to speak, but she started crying as soon as she opened her mouth.She hurriedly stopped, but finally a sob escaped. The sob was stuck in her throat, making her pear-shaped little face turn red.

Zhang Yan’s heart tightened again, and he softened his voice without even noticing it: “Don’t cry. If you don’t want to, just talk to my teacher. Why is this?”

He didn’t say it was okay. When he said it, Ye Xuan immediately cried louder. Her white little hands were wiped on her face indiscriminately, her voice was vague and aggrieved: “Master, master doesn’t want me anymore? All the nephews in the door said that you don’t want me and kicked me out of Fengzhen Hall… They said that I can’t do anything. I have been practicing Taoism for more than ten years and I am still in the foundation building stage. I am not worthy of being your apprentice at all… He also said that you dislike me, so you want to drive me away.”

Although she was crying incoherently and incoherently, Zhang Yan was so smart that he immediately understood what Ye Xuan meant.

He immediately became cold-faced. It seemed that because he, the elder of Fengzhen Palace, had been silent for a long time, someone with no eyesight in the door actually took the idea of ​​the Fengzhen lineage and dared to bully Ye Xuan!

It seems that he asked Ye Xuan to move out of Fengzhen Hall, which made some restless people have other ideas.And Ye Xuan’s behavior is easy to understand. She was deeply afraid that her master would not want her, so she insisted on sticking to her side.If Zhang Yan was really cruel enough to drive her back to her room to sleep, the little girl would probably be heartbroken.

That’s all, Zhang Yan could only sigh to himself: “If you cry again, I really won’t want you as my master.”

When Ye Xuan heard this, she immediately stopped crying.A pair of big eyes looked at Zhang Yan with confusion and pity, making Zhang Yan’s heart soften.He waved to Ye Xuan: “Come with me to wash your face.”

Ye Xuan snarled: “Then, that pillow…”

“No need to take it.”

Ye Xuan stopped crying immediately, rubbed her face with her sleeves, and smiled happily: “Yeah!”

Zhang Yan flicked her forehead: “Crybaby.”

“Master is a bad guy, he always gives me nicknames.”

Zhang Yan held her hand and said nothing again, but the smile on his lips could not be wiped away no matter how hard he wiped it off.

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At night, Zhang Yan couldn’t help but regret his soft-heartedness during the day.

Ye Xuan was seen lying on her side in his arms. She was wearing a light pink lingerie tonight, and the snow-colored skin on her chest looked like hibiscus petals on a white jade plate, which was particularly touching.

Under the undulating fabric, on the bulging curvature of the chest, are two upright red fruits.Although there was a thin layer of silk between them, Zhang Yan had such sharp eyesight that the summer gauze shirt was already transparent. The two small red cherries in his sight could not be forgotten even if he wanted to.

And that’s not even the most important thing.

He didn’t know what he was feeling, but in the night, that white little hand was placed between his legs again.Under Ye Xuan’s unconscious touch, the originally peaceful cock grew larger and harder, and soon it stood erect into a thick stick, almost breaking the piece of fabric in the crotch.

As Ye Xuan fiddled with it in an orderly manner, the cock began to pulsate tremblingly.Zhang Yan’s blood surged and his throat was dry. He used all his strength to suppress the urge to press his little hand tightly on his crotch.

He took a deep breath and carefully sat up, intending to take Ye Xuan’s little hand away.Unexpectedly, Ye Xuan moved, her hand on his cock tightened, and she grasped the thick penis in her palm.

Zhang Yan groaned, and felt a surge of spirit in his head, and he almost handed Yuanyang out.He quickly guarded his vagina and breathed a few more times before he gradually calmed down.

However, her lower abdomen was still full of passion, and Ye Xuan stopped moving at this time. She quietly held Zhang Yan’s cock with her little hand. Through a thin layer of fabric, Zhang Yan could clearly feel the softness and smoothness of her palm.

He couldn’t help but stay there in distress, wondering where his disciple’s bad habit came from, and why… whenever he fell asleep, he would touch himself there…