Under the man's ink hair, a pair of exquisite butterfly bones were elegant and cold.
Qin Zilin has a secret that no one knows. He has a crush on his master's wife.
I have been in love for a full ten years.
Qin Zilin was born with a humble birth and his parents died early. If he hadn't happened to meet Changxiang Immortal Lord and Qinglan Immortal Lord who went down the mountain to experience it together, and was fortunate to be accepted as a closed disciple by Changxiang Immortal Lord, he would have died long ago like his parents, in the overwhelming flood that caused the five counties.
When he entered Qianhe Gate, Qinglan Immortal Lord and Changxiang Immortal Lord had not yet become Taoist couples, but at that time they used a set of Liuguang Sword Techniques, and no one in the world could surpass them. Countless infamous demons died under the pair of mandarin duck swords.
Changxiang Qinglan has long been called Qianhe Changqing by the world.
It seems that the two of them will become Taoist couples later, which seems to be a natural thing.
Changxiang Immortal Lord treats Qin Zilin very well. He did not treat or discriminate at all because of his background. Instead, he loved him, a sensible and diligent disciple. If he got any spiritual weapons and pills on weekdays, he would think of him first.
Qin Zilin also respects Changxiang Immortal Lord very much and regards every word Changxiang Immortal Lord said as the truth.
The relationship between the two is no less than that of father and son.
Moreover, coincidentally, Qin Zilin's eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like Changxiang Immortal Lord. When he was taken back to Qianhe Gate, many people thought that Qin Zilin was the illegitimate son of Changxiang Immortal Lord outside.
But what made Qin Zilin sad was that Changxiang Immortal Lord had only taught him for a year before he accidentally fell in the battle between immortals and demons.
As the Taoist couple of the Changxiang Immortal Lord, Qinglan Immortal Lord was also greatly hit. He was heartbroken, his cultivation dropped sharply, and his temperament became quite introverted and strange. He hid in the bamboo forest behind Qixia Peak all day long and could not come out easily.
The head of Qianhe Sect, Yun Xianjun, was really worried that he, a widowed junior brother, would not have been satisfied with his short-term widowed junior brother, so he wanted to send a disciple to the bamboo forest to take care of him personally to avoid any accidents, and no one could discover them in time.
But most of Qixiafeng's senior brothers and sisters are from prominent families, and at the very least, they are also famous families. They have been served from childhood to adulthood. Where have they served others?
Not to mention this others, it is Qinglan Immortal Lord who is afraid of everyone and everyone else.
So they shirked their responsibilities one after another.
Everyone avoided this job, but unexpectedly, in the end, it was Qixiafeng's youngest junior brother, who volunteered to take over the burden.
For nothing else, because of the battle between immortals and demons, Changxiang Immortal Lord was seriously injured and died. When he returned, he gave Qin Zilin the last instruction to him, the only one who was by his side at that time:
Help me take good care of your teacher's wife...
Qin Zilin still remembers the scene when he first entered the back bamboo forest and met his master's wife who had not appeared in front of Qixiafeng for half a year.
By the lake in the backyard, the man lying on the bamboo couch, his black eyes were half-squinting, his thick eyelashes were like small brushes, trembling from time to time in the cool breeze. A small black mole at the end of his right eye was charming, his hair was like ink, and he was scattered on his shoulders. He was wearing a plain-colored thin shirt, half revealing a small white chest as white as mutton fat.
A corner of the hem of the thin shirt was lifted up, and a calves that were flushed and smooth, and the legs were as fleshy as a curved moon. They were neither fat nor thin. The soles of the feet exposed to the air shrank slightly, and the tips of the toes were a little red by the lake wind. On the slender ankles, a mole the size of a red bean was embedded obediently.
A strand of black hair hanging down in the beauty's temples, half of her face exposed, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, so beautiful that it is hard to tell the difference between male and female, making people lose their souls and forget to speak.
Every part of this body seems to be the most proud work of God, so perfect that it is unbelievable.
So young?How to take care of me in the future?
The fairy king in white did not open his eyes, his voice was indifferent, like water and the moon, but he was extremely charming.
This is the first sentence that Shen Qinglan said to Qin Zilin in more than a year since he came to Qianhe Gate.
That night, Qin Zilin, who had just turned fourteen, had his first spring dream in his life.
The beauty who was suppressed by him from behind and was ravaged hard, although she could not see her face clearly because of her ink hair, her charming sounds made were green but seductive, and her clear and fairy aura added a bit of charm.
It seems that he is born to be a charming beauty who should be ruthlessly whipped by someone.
Because of his invasion, the beauty's slender and white neck stretched out like a swan in the fairy lake in the sound of gasping for breath.
Qin Zilin hit the person beneath her, leaving a mark that belongs only to her beauty's jade skin, and then used lust to force the other party to lose his armor, losing all his reason, unconsciously cooperating with his fierce but enthusiastic movements, waiting for the two to reach the climax of lust together and enjoy the intoxicating after lust.
The beauty in her arms panted with her back to him. Under the ink hair, a pair of exquisite butterfly bones were elegant and cold, rising and falling delicately, as if she was still seducing the person behind her intentionally or unintentionally, seducing him to continue the atrocities she had just done.
Qin Zilin hugged him by a devil, and the person in his arms turned his head slightly.
And at that moment, he finally saw clearly what the person under him looked like.
The man was half-closing his right eye, and there was a little round black mole at the end of his eyes, which was obediently pressing against the snow-colored skin.
Qin Zilin woke up immediately. In a heavy breathing, he suddenly lifted the bedding under him, and saw that there was already muddy between his legs and pants.
Qin Zilin has a secret that no one knows. He has a crush on his master's wife.
I have been in love for a full ten years.
Qin Zilin was born with a humble birth and his parents died early. If he hadn't happened to meet Changxiang Immortal Lord and Qinglan Immortal Lord who went down the mountain to experience it together, and was fortunate to be accepted as a closed disciple by Changxiang Immortal Lord, he would have died long ago like his parents, in the overwhelming flood that caused the five counties.
When he entered Qianhe Gate, Qinglan Immortal Lord and Changxiang Immortal Lord had not yet become Taoist couples, but at that time they used a set of Liuguang Sword Techniques, and no one in the world could surpass them. Countless infamous demons died under the pair of mandarin duck swords.
Changxiang Qinglan has long been called Qianhe Changqing by the world.
It seems that the two of them will become Taoist couples later, which seems to be a natural thing.
Changxiang Immortal Lord treats Qin Zilin very well. He did not treat or discriminate at all because of his background. Instead, he loved him, a sensible and diligent disciple. If he got any spiritual weapons and pills on weekdays, he would think of him first.
Qin Zilin also respects Changxiang Immortal Lord very much and regards every word Changxiang Immortal Lord said as the truth.
The relationship between the two is no less than that of father and son.
Moreover, coincidentally, Qin Zilin's eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like Changxiang Immortal Lord. When he was taken back to Qianhe Gate, many people thought that Qin Zilin was the illegitimate son of Changxiang Immortal Lord outside.
But what made Qin Zilin sad was that Changxiang Immortal Lord had only taught him for a year before he accidentally fell in the battle between immortals and demons.
As the Taoist couple of the Changxiang Immortal Lord, Qinglan Immortal Lord was also greatly hit. He was heartbroken, his cultivation dropped sharply, and his temperament became quite introverted and strange. He hid in the bamboo forest behind Qixia Peak all day long and could not come out easily.
The head of Qianhe Sect, Yun Xianjun, was really worried that he, a widowed junior brother, would not have been satisfied with his short-term widowed junior brother, so he wanted to send a disciple to the bamboo forest to take care of him personally to avoid any accidents, and no one could discover them in time.
But most of Qixiafeng's senior brothers and sisters are from prominent families, and at the very least, they are also famous families. They have been served from childhood to adulthood. Where have they served others?
Not to mention this others, it is Qinglan Immortal Lord who is afraid of everyone and everyone else.
So they shirked their responsibilities one after another.
Everyone avoided this job, but unexpectedly, in the end, it was Qixiafeng's youngest junior brother, who volunteered to take over the burden.
For nothing else, because of the battle between immortals and demons, Changxiang Immortal Lord was seriously injured and died. When he returned, he gave Qin Zilin the last instruction to him, the only one who was by his side at that time:
Help me take good care of your teacher's wife...
Qin Zilin still remembers the scene when he first entered the back bamboo forest and met his master's wife who had not appeared in front of Qixiafeng for half a year.
By the lake in the backyard, the man lying on the bamboo couch, his black eyes were half-squinting, his thick eyelashes were like small brushes, trembling from time to time in the cool breeze. A small black mole at the end of his right eye was charming, his hair was like ink, and he was scattered on his shoulders. He was wearing a plain-colored thin shirt, half revealing a small white chest as white as mutton fat.
A corner of the hem of the thin shirt was lifted up, and a calves that were flushed and smooth, and the legs were as fleshy as a curved moon. They were neither fat nor thin. The soles of the feet exposed to the air shrank slightly, and the tips of the toes were a little red by the lake wind. On the slender ankles, a mole the size of a red bean was embedded obediently.
A strand of black hair hanging down in the beauty's temples, half of her face exposed, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, so beautiful that it is hard to tell the difference between male and female, making people lose their souls and forget to speak.
Every part of this body seems to be the most proud work of God, so perfect that it is unbelievable.
So young?How to take care of me in the future?
The fairy king in white did not open his eyes, his voice was indifferent, like water and the moon, but he was extremely charming.
This is the first sentence that Shen Qinglan said to Qin Zilin in more than a year since he came to Qianhe Gate.
That night, Qin Zilin, who had just turned fourteen, had his first spring dream in his life.
The beauty who was suppressed by him from behind and was ravaged hard, although she could not see her face clearly because of her ink hair, her charming sounds made were green but seductive, and her clear and fairy aura added a bit of charm.
It seems that he is born to be a charming beauty who should be ruthlessly whipped by someone.
Because of his invasion, the beauty's slender and white neck stretched out like a swan in the fairy lake in the sound of gasping for breath.
Qin Zilin hit the person beneath her, leaving a mark that belongs only to her beauty's jade skin, and then used lust to force the other party to lose his armor, losing all his reason, unconsciously cooperating with his fierce but enthusiastic movements, waiting for the two to reach the climax of lust together and enjoy the intoxicating after lust.
The beauty in her arms panted with her back to him. Under the ink hair, a pair of exquisite butterfly bones were elegant and cold, rising and falling delicately, as if she was still seducing the person behind her intentionally or unintentionally, seducing him to continue the atrocities she had just done.
Qin Zilin hugged him by a devil, and the person in his arms turned his head slightly.
And at that moment, he finally saw clearly what the person under him looked like.
The man was half-closing his right eye, and there was a little round black mole at the end of his eyes, which was obediently pressing against the snow-colored skin.
Qin Zilin woke up immediately. In a heavy breathing, he suddenly lifted the bedding under him, and saw that there was already muddy between his legs and pants.
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