Chapter 316: What is my sir's name

This night, the two were extremely crazy, almost asking for it without limit.

Because Ye Tinglan originally thought she was just accompanying him to indulge, and she would have no other feelings except pain, completely aggrieved herself to follow the lover's wishes... but when it came to the head, she found that she was also comfortable.

And more and more comfortable...

Accompanied by the psychological experience of being conquered and whipped, the taste was really hard to say, compared to the previous kissing, raw, etc., it was not a concept at all.

The Holy Master slowly became a bit intoxicated. When he leaned over to kiss her neck, she would turn her head to ask for a kiss, panting and whispering: "Lu Xingzhou... Lu Xingzhou..."

Lu Lu Xingzhou: "..."

Originally, doing this was also caused by his own little temper, but when it came to the head, he felt some pity, worried that she would be uncomfortable, didn't dare to use force, and specially cast water-type spells secretly... but found that she actually enjoyed it quite a bit.

This sir seems to have a mild... she seems to like this more.

His heart relaxed, and he let go completely.

The Holy Master's whispers couldn't be connected, intermittent and messy, and her brain was confused and lost.

She felt that she was a small boat now, swaying in the storm, being driven to become various shapes at will.

For example, both hands were pulled behind him, and there was no support...

Some humiliation, but very special, as if everything subjective initiative was handed over.

For men, this sense of conquest seems to be more powerful than normal.

Thinking that this person is the number one person in the world, the Holy Master of the strongest sect in the world, his "tutor", the sister of the white moonlight... with that buff stacking, Lu Lu Xingzhou felt that if there was a mirror in front of him, he could probably see his red eyes too.

In addition to the psychological experience, although this dual cultivation effect was not as good as the real original yin, it was far better than the previous lip and tongue breath, which was no longer a level.

Not long after the dual cultivation technique was used, he felt that the Third Grade cultivation that had just broken through had made some progress.

Body and heart are comfortable and can cultivate, no wonder the Joyous Sect's cultivation method is addicted to this, who is not addicted to this...

At least at this moment, Lu Lu Xingzhou was addicted, and didn't know fatigue at all.

When it came to an end, the two hugged each other from behind and rested, and didn't leave.

Ye Tinglan lay on her side, looking at the gauze tent in front with unfocused eyes, feeling his hug from behind, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, she actually said: "You... must not be addicted to dual cultivation. Although this matter is not like the evil work of harvesting and supplementing, which leads to messy filth, and is considered a righteous method of yin and yang, it will inevitably lead to people's weak will and only want to rely on this kind of thing, which is not a good thing for cultivation in the long run."

Lu Lu Xingzhou was too lazy to care about her motherly preaching, and one hand held the Tianyao Peak that was not full and squeezed slightly.

Ye Tinglan let out a muffled hum: "You, you..."

"But I want to dual cultivate tonight." Lu Lu Xingzhou whispered in her ear: "Does sir allow it?"

Ye Tinglan said so, but how could she not recall the feeling just now? Her pretty face was hot, she didn't dare to turn her head to look at him, and responded in a low voice: "Allow."

A simple word seemed to inject endless vitality into the man.

Just like this, on her side, a new round of conquest began.

Ye Tinglan bit her finger, thinking she was crazy. She was clearly motherly and liked to take care of his little milk dog appearance earlier, how did she eat his domineering set instead now.

Inverted heaven and earth!

Thinking carefully, it seems that it has never changed. All along, what she wanted seems to be just such a person who can let her rely on.

Except for insufficient cultivation, everything about him is perfect. Even cultivation, he is also catching up in big steps.

Perhaps one day, she can announce to anyone, yes, I am his woman.

Instead of being secretive, struggling with whether it is raising a little milk dog.

As if by telepathy, just as she was thinking this, his question came to her ear: "Who are you?"

Ye Tinglan knew what he meant, a bit ashamed, and said deliberately: "I am your sir."

His movements intensified, Ye Tinglan almost screamed, and heard him continue to ask: "My sir... then what is her name?"

Ye Tinglan panted, and responded in a low voice: "It is... it is the Sect Master of the Tianyao Immortal Sect, Ye Tinglan."

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The sun was high.

Ye Tinglan carefully left the man's embrace and got out of bed, turned her head to look at the man who was asleep from fatigue, curled her lips slightly, and there was some shame and anger on her face.

This dead man, he was so tired, but he was still not satisfied, and wanted it five times in total.

His dual cultivation technique had not yet reached the legendary level of not being tired but full of vitality, at least the old waist was tired, the more persistent, the more tired.

Finally he wanted it, but couldn't hold on, so he had to give up and sleep honestly, really funny.

But the reflection behind this action was his endless love for her, whether it was for her as a person, or for the psychological experience brought by that identity, the combination of the two would make him unable to stop.

Ye Tinglan didn't dwell on the fact that he liked the identity, this thing couldn't be viewed separately.

It was that this guy always said some shameful words in the process, and Ye Tinglan also knew that he saw through her "heart demon", and he also had anger, and was punishing.

Including this way of playing itself, it was all considered a kind of punishment for him.

The punishment was very effective, the Holy Master who might not be injured by Super Grade attacks was now hurting when walking. A short road to go out felt like she couldn't walk out, she had never felt her bedroom was so big before, really damn it.

But it seems that she asked for it herself, if she didn't want it, he couldn't come so many times.