Chapter 236: Red palms stir the clear waves

Lu Xingzhou was slurping the cold porridge, and Ye Tinglan sat on the side, propping her chin on her pink hand, watching him.

Even Qingli said he was good-looking.

It seems the saying that practitioners shouldn't be obsessed with appearance is, at least for everyone's current cultivation, unreliable.

He is indeed good-looking; even the way he drinks porridge can make people's eyes curve into crescent moons.

The so-called "pink skull" seems to be an important warning for immortals, but everyone is still far from being an immortal, so it's inevitable to be influenced.

The Holy Mistress found an excellent step for herself.

In the past, there were no ripples because many people were flashy on the outside but straw-filled on the inside, or like Gu Zhanting, where everyone's thoughts were poles apart.

Someone who is both good-looking, not straw-filled, and can match one's brainwaves—regardless of gender—is truly a scarce resource; once found, cherish it.

Lu Xingzhou put down the bowl and looked at Ye Tinglan strangely.

Ye Tinglan realized it suddenly, moved her gaze to the sky, her pink face slightly flushed.

Lu Xingzhou felt a light flutter in his heart and quietly reached out to grab her hand.

Ye Tinglan didn't struggle.

Lu Xingzhou felt, how come after being exposed by Little Bai Mao, this teacher became even more open-minded... Even though he thought he was smart, he wouldn't have dared to guess this development an incense stick ago... He thought it had collapsed, but it turned out to be a push, making this teacher even more relaxed?

He tried to say: "I'm a bit tired; I want to rest."

This wasn't a lie; he was still a wounded patient, and today's emotional tension and ups and downs made him feel particularly exhausted and sleepy now that he was idle.

Ye Tinglan could see he was truly tired, so she stood up to help him: "If you're tired, just rest; do you need to report it?"

Lu Xingzhou, of course, wasn't doing it to report; he just wanted to lean into Teacher's fragrant and soft embrace.

Ye Tinglan knew full well that he was just taking advantage of her, but she didn't really feel anything; this kind of supportive contact had become far too habitual, almost like one hand touching the other, so what advantage was there to be taken...

Supporting him to the bed, Ye Tinglan wanted to walk away, but noticed her waist was being held; Lu Xingzhou wore a pitiful expression, not letting her leave: "Stay with me for a while."

Ye Tinglan was least able to handle his expression of small grievances and expectations; her heart softened immediately, and she rubbed his head: "Alright, alright, I'm not leaving."

Lu Xingzhou took the opportunity to nuzzle into her embrace, almost touching the magnificent softness.

After a short while, he fell asleep comfortably.

Ye Tinglan leaned against the head of the bed, watching him curled up on her shoulder, fast asleep. She flicked his nose with some doting, leaned back for a while, felt a bit bored, and took out that erotic storybook to read.

Originally, it was just to kill time, but as she read, she felt a bit of regret. Being hugged on the bed with a man like this was already too ambiguous; she hadn't read much of this erotic description before she felt some agitation and heat.

In a daze, she remembered the time she was poisoned by the dragon blood—the purely instinctive desire, just wanting to be clingy in the man's arms and kiss wantonly. Being kissed by him on her bare shoulder not only didn't make her resist, but she even faintly hoped he would go deeper and touch some more sensitive places...

The desire between men and women is human nature; no matter how much one cultivates, it's hard to erase.

Otherwise, why would ancient immortals, who claimed to have cultivated to be emotionless and desireless, have methods of joy?

Ye Tinglan quietly glanced at the little puppy in her arms; he was sleeping soundly.

Ye Tinglan's throat moved; she remembered that taking advantage of him while he was asleep was the real taking advantage... Anyway, he was asleep and didn't know.

Once the thought was moved, it was unstoppable.

Ye Tinglan unconsciously leaned her lips over, first kissing his side face lightly, then pulling back quickly like an electric shock. Seeing he was still asleep and unresponsive, her courage grew, and she leaned forward again, touching the corner of his lips.

She paused slightly and kissed him anyway.

This time, the experience was more complete than the medicine-feeding one; she carefully enjoyed what that feeling was like.

Actually, there was no feeling; her heart was just beating very fast, and she felt she was switching back and forth between the Heavenly Jade Holy Mistress and a shameless stinky woman, finally settling on "what's wrong with playing with a little puppy," "if the Demon Emperor played with me like this, I wouldn't say anything about her," "even Qingli supports it"... and then she completely cast aside her scruples.

No wonder some people describe this as the forbidden fruit.

It does not deceive me.

Her thoughts were in a mess, so much so that she forgot the most fundamental problem—the last time Lu Xingzhou was in a coma; although he had some feeling, he couldn't wake up. This time, he was just sleeping normally; if he was treated like this, he would wake up!

Lu Xingzhou was kissed awake.

Before he even opened his eyes, Lu Xingzhou knew what had happened; this was the second time Teacher had stolen a kiss from him... The last time she said it was feeding medicine, although feeding medicine didn't require using her mouth at all, at least there was an excuse. What was the excuse this time?

No excuse; she was just moved by desire + lustful.

She really is worthy of being Yuan Muyu's sister; some places are really similar... Not only similar, but Ye Tinglan, who has been suppressed for many years, is sometimes even crazier than Yuan Muyu.

Yuan Muyu would only take the opportunity while he was asleep to reach out and touch what Little Zhou looked like; she had never done something like stealing a kiss on the mouth.

Uh, who is crazier is hard to evaluate...

Ye Tinglan was hesitating.

Before, when she pushed the elixir in, that feeling seemed different from this simple lip-to-lip contact, but if she had to part her teeth, would it wake him up...