The mist in the room had mostly dissipated, but the rich fragrance emanating from Pei Wanyu’s passion still lingered in every corner of the bedroom.
At the edge of the bed, Pei Wanyu sat astride Lu Jin’an’s legs, her bathrobe already bunched around her waist. Her tender, creamy jade-like body was revealed, complementing the glossy gray silk stockings on her long, sweat-slicked legs.
She leaned gently against Lu Jin’an’s thigh. Her supple, alluring legs were smooth and soft, perfectly proportioned without a hint of excess flesh, truly embodying elegance and grace.
Visibly, Pei Wanyu’s exposed thighs quivered lightly amidst tension, making the red marks caused by the lace edges of her over-the-knee socks even more scatter.
She embraced the back of Lu Jin’an’s head, her slender fingers immersed in his hair, tousling it into a mess as she tilted her head back and rubbed randomly.
At this moment, Pei Wanyu, feeling an unusual excitement coursing through her body, still had the leisurely interest to reveal a playful smile.
Now, her good disciple looked as if she were ’forcing’ him.
Moreover, the spell she just cast wasn’t only a ’thirst-quenching’ spell.
She glanced down and then casually diverted her gaze, holding her good disciple a little tighter.
Lu Jin’an, whose lips were still moist, appeared dazed; in his perception, he had really become a young child again, cradled in his Master’s arms.
And his Master looked down with eyes so tender that they seemed to overflow with water, as if saying "Slow down, don’t choke."
He gazed at her, yet his Master’s features gradually blurred, seemingly replaced by another woman.
Not his mother, but rather... his sister?!
Lu Jin’an shuddered instantly, regaining his senses; he hadn’t actually turned into a child. His Master was still sitting on his lap, only his mannerisms still resembled that of a famished baby.
He raised his head suspiciously towards Pei Wanyu, temporarily ignoring the fragrance wafting on his face — indeed, the person in front of him was unmistakably his Master.
Not his sister... he breathed a slight sigh of relief deep down.
Yet a trace of doubt remained in his heart: why would he think of his sister at a time ?
"What’s wrong?" Pei Wanyu quickly inquired when she noticed his unusual expression, pondering inwardly as well, wondering whether her grasp of the Time Path could mistakenly produce any negative influence on Lu Jin’an.
"No, nothing’s wrong." After a moment’s hesitation, Lu Jin’an suppressed his internal confusion and helplessly remarked, "It’s just that using the Time Path for something , Master, you’re quite extravagant."
Hearing him say nothing was wrong, Pei Wanyu felt relieved, feeling ashamed and shifting her gaze away from his face.
Lu Jin’an now looked like a kid with food smeared all over his face, a sight she knew well and found not funny but shameful.
The spell learned from that girl Qingyue... who knew how that fox spirit ever came up with such an indecent spell!
She coughed lightly, trying to appear calm as she said, "Since you were ten, Master has raised you, and Master can at least be considered half a mother to you..."
Feeling even more embarrassed saying this, Pei Wanyu quickly corrected herself, "In any case, I use spells however I want. Do you have any objections?"
Pei Wanyu harbored her own little thoughts: hoping that through this small magic, her good disciple would become more dependent and affectionate towards her.
"No objections." Lu Jin’an said, though his mind involuntarily drifted back to the nonchalant face of his nurturing sister.
Lu Jin’an swiftly squashed the thoughts in his mind; how could he think of another woman in front of his Master?
Especially his sister...
"So, Master, are you thinking of becoming a mother?" Lu Jin’an quickly changed the subject, jokingly asking, "Want to get a head start on caring for a child?"
Pei Wanyu held his face in her hands, contemplating as she asked, "What feeling?"
Lu Jin’an felt somewhat helpless; his Master’s unintentional question made him uncontrollably think of his sister again.
The feeling induced by Master’s spell indeed brought back childhood sensations, vividly familiar in memory.
It’s just that thinking of his sister... was quite outrageous.
Why did his thoughts drift to her?
Suddenly, Lu Jin’an recalled something said by Qin Ningxu during their previous meeting, his cousin’s words ringing in his mind.
"My elder sister mentioned to me before, saying she raised you by feeding...how did she feed you?"
Qin Ningxu’s words now echoed in Lu Jin’an’s mind, sending a chill down his spine.
If... if his sister had used similar magic to that of his Master or Senior Sister...
Lu Jin’an quickly shook his head, feeling slightly uneasy.
But if that’s the case, why doesn’t he remember anything?
After going through the mystery of the womb and growing up, childhood memories should be as clear as day to a cultivator, yet he really had no memory of it.
Perhaps while he slept?
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"What’s wrong?" Pei Wanyu asked anxiously, "Your expression just now..."
Her words pulled Lu Jin’an back to his senses. He quickly adjusted his mood, smiling, "Hmm... just savoring the earlier feeling. It’s strange feeling like I’m in swaddling at my age.
But, it feels good, really!"
Pei Wanyu looked deeply at Lu Jin’an, knowing full well her good disciple wasn’t being truthful.