Wandao Sect, Taichu Peak.
Taichu Hall, Huangyu Palace.
The Star Power of the Tianshu Star had long disappeared, and inside the room, even the gradually calming breaths indicated peace.
From the outer room to the bedroom, Lu Jin’an placed the weary-looking Master on the bed, unable to resist asking again, "Do you really not need your disciple to carry you to Qingyi Palace?"
Pei Wanyu shook her head, feeling too lazy to move or speak as her chin trembled slightly at that moment.
The good disciple who had opened four Dao Palaces indeed had a very strong physique.
Even teasing him with Qingyue by pretending to be his mother was achieved only after using all available means to barely subdue the good disciple twice.
Sleep first and talk later.
"I’ll help you wash..."
Pei Wanyu still shook her head, looking as if she could barely keep her eyes open.
Seeing this, Lu Jin’an had to give up.
He reached out to cover his Master with a thin quilt, turned around wanting to leave quietly, but suddenly his wrist was grabbed.
Lu Jin’an looked back and saw the weak and tired Master struggling to open those moist phoenix eyes, then pushed the thin quilt down to her thighs with another hand: "Examine... character."
Lu Jin’an was momentarily stunned, "Master really loves to play and is somewhat inexperienced."
"Wait a moment." Lu Jin’an said softly, quickly going to the outer room, dipping a brush in ink, and returning to the bedroom.
Seeing Master still trying to keep her beautiful eyes wide open, Lu Jin’an squatted quickly by the bed, left hand stripping the Master’s now bare black-silk legs, right hand adding two strokes to complete the second character.
With the masterpiece completed, Lu Jin’an held back his surging emotions, turned to see Master had closed her eyes, emitting shallow breaths.
Lu Jin’an’s lips curled into a smile, he got up and kissed Master’s forehead, covered her again with the quilt, gently closed the bedroom door as he walked out.
Senior Sister sat on the chair, apart from slightly flushed cheeks, a trembling chin, she seemed not too tired.
Lu Jin’an looked at her, just about to speak, when he saw Senior Sister untie her belt and raise the hem of her undershirt, exposing fair abdominal skin and slender waist: "Junior Brother, I want it too."
Lu Jin’an silently chuckled, walking while saying, "Why didn’t you let me touch yours earlier..."
His gaze paused on Qingyue’s chest area.
Qingyue tilted her head to ’look’ at him, strands of hair gently brushed by the breeze coming through the window.
Even at this late hour, Senior Sister barely perspired.
"No rush," she spoke faintly, "Write first."
Lu Jin’an chuckled, walked over to squat in front of her, "Not on the leg?"
"Just below the navel." Qingyue looked down at him, "Write."
Lu Jin’an asked as he looked up, "How many strokes?"
"Not the standard character," Qingyue shook her head, reaching out to take the paper moistened with Pei Wanyu’s sweat from the table.
She raised her right hand, pointed to one of the characters with her index finger: "Write this one."
Lu Jin’an glanced at it, it was the character ’dog’.
He couldn’t help but laugh, previously assuming Senior Sister’s collar was prepared for him the Junior Brother, but seemingly... it wasn’t.
Qingyue didn’t ask why he laughed, just pointed with her left index finger at three parts below the navel – lower left, middle, lower right of her skin, continuing to say indecent words in a cold voice: "Jin, An, and this character."
Lu Jin’an looked at her, hesitantly said, "Writing these three words, isn’t it bad?"
"Write!" Qingyue emphasized, "Senior Sister’s order!"
After a pause, she added: "Or else, I’ll get angry!"
Lu Jin’an sighed, had to write each word that Senior Sister wanted one by one.
During writing, he could distinctly feel Senior Sister’s cool and delicate crystalline skin, surely in summer it’d be comfortable cuddling to sleep with Senior Sister.
Sadly, she didn’t want to sleep together now.
After writing, Lu Jin’an couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Senior Sister, pondering how she could secretly steal underpants but not want to sleep together?
He wouldn’t mind her having a small chest.
Thinking this, Lu Jin’an glanced at the handwriting: "Is this okay?"
"Hm." Qingyue looked down ’watching’, seemingly waiting for the ink to dry, thus not pulling down her clothing: "I like it, looks good."
Lu Jin’an placed the brush on the table, casually pulled out a set of clothes from space and put them on, "I’ll go bathe first."
Qingyue glanced at him, softly "hm" and continued admiring the masterpiece.
Lu Jin’an helplessly chuckled, stretched lazily as he walked out the door, not worried about the collar thing at all.
Stepping over the threshold and looking up at the still somber night sky, Lu Jin’an let out a soft breath.
Originally planning to set off for the Eastern Realm’s Yulin Domain after establishing Jumen Dao Palace, but now... departing tomorrow would be fine.
After all the Master was asleep now, it wouldn’t be good to wake her for a farewell.
Lu Jin’an walked in the direction of Qingyi Palace.
Seated on the chair, Qingyue raised her head, a faint smile gracing her lips.
In the past two days, she has behaved well, even letting Junior Brother write on her...
Junior Brother, must have let his guard down, right?
She leaned against the chair back, toying with the meticulously crafted collar in her hands, gazing upwards at the ceiling, the blush on her cheeks deepened a few shades.
"Junior Brother, you have no idea what I really want to do～"
Qingyue turned her ’gaze’ towards the tightly shut bedroom door... Mother couldn’t anticipate it either.
Pei Wanyu, wrapped in a long skirt, walked into Qingyi Palace, spent nearly an hour bathing, after returning to Huangyu Palace she bent over to tidy up the bedsheets, quilt.
After placing these items into the basin on the stool, her voluptuous and delicate figure paused, her freshly-bathed pure and fair face instantly blushed, and her bright eyes like dots of lacquer wandered, covered with a layer of warm mist.