108: Shuiyue, clavicle tea tasting

Chapter 108: Shui Yue, Drinking Tea from the Collarbone

Su Han slowly opened his eyes and finished his cultivation.

Just then, Shui Yue pushed open the door and entered the room.

Suddenly, the entire isolation room seemed to brighten.

Today, Shui Yue was clearly meticulously dressed, and it seemed she had rushed here immediately after bathing.

She wore a white gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, which clung tightly to her slender and graceful figure, outlining her perfect curves to the fullest.

Her face was exquisitely carved, her eyebrows like distant mountains, slightly raised at the ends, carrying a hint of subtle charm.

Her eyes were like a deep, secluded lake, clear and enchanting.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings, carrying an indescribable allure.

Her nose was straight and elegant, and her lips were as luscious and tempting as ripe cherries, making one's imagination run wild.

Her long, black hair, still slightly damp, was simply tied behind her back, with a few strands falling like a waterfall onto her shoulders...

Her bangs swayed gently in the breeze, occasionally lightly covering her eyes.

At this moment, she would raise her hand and tuck the strands behind her ear.

Her fair neck, delicate collarbone, and...

Further down.

Her slender waist was even more impossibly small, and her legs were long and straight, their delicate skin radiating a soft glow under the moonlight.

Her demeanor was cool and noble, yet carried an irresistible temptation.

Just as Su Han was staring in a daze.

Shui Yue walked up to Su Han, sat on a chair not far away, and softly asked, "Are you angry with Shifu (Master)?"

Shui Yue's voice was like a flowing spring, pleasant to the ear.

Hearing this, Su Han snapped out of his daze and shook his head.

"How could this Disciple be angry with Master?"

"Then why have you been staying inside... aren't you holding a grudge against Shifu (Master)?"

Su Han shook his head again, "This Disciple just thinks the isolation room is quite good. At least no one bothers me here, and I can Cultivate in peace."

Hearing this, Shui Yue looked at Su Han quietly.

After a while, Shui Yue spoke again.

"Then Shifu (Master) declares your isolation is over, and you can come out."

Su Han heard Shui Yue's words, but still shook his head.

"Master, this Disciple doesn't want to come out yet."

Shui Yue looked at Su Han, feeling a bit annoyed, "You say you're not angry, so why haven't you come out?"

"This Rebellious Disciple, must I, as the Master... yield?"

And just as Shui Yue was caught in her dilemma.

Su Han, who was sitting on the meditation mat, slowly extended his hand, gently held Shui Yue's ankle, and removed her shoes and socks.

As expected of a Master in the Shangqing Realm, Shui Yue could already avoid dust.

Her jade feet were as white as snow, small and exquisite.

Her skin was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, radiating a soft glow under the faint moonlight.

Her toes were as cute as tender bamboo shoots, her nails neatly trimmed, showing a faint pink hue.

Su Han's hand gently held this jade foot, his fingers lightly stroking it...

Shui Yue's body instantly trembled slightly, a blush appearing on her face.

She wanted to break free, feeling very ticklish, but after some hesitation, she didn't move...

Her eyes held shyness and a hint of imperceptible anticipation as she looked at Su Han with a complex expression.

"Rebellious Disciple, what do you say you need to not be angry with Shifu (Master)?"

Su Han looked at Shui Yue's shy and complex expression, he slowly raised his head, the corner of his mouth slightly curved upwards, revealing a playful smile.

"Master, this Disciple is truly not angry."

Listening to Su Han's words, Shui Yue was filled with helplessness.

Su Han, meanwhile, had already slowly moved his fingers upwards, tracing Shui Yue's long and straight calf.

Shui Yue's body trembled slightly again, her breathing became hurried, and the blush on her face became more pronounced.

She seemed to want to stop Su Han, but it was as if she had lost her strength.

"Rebellious Disciple, you... you are presumptuous!"

Shui Yue's voice trembled slightly, without any hint of deterrence.

Su Han looked at Shui Yue's shy and annoyed appearance, his gaze fixed on Shui Yue, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Shui Yue became even more shy under Su Han's gaze, she lightly bit her lower lip...

After a moment, as if having mustered great courage, she leaned forward slightly, slowly approaching Su Han.

Her heart pounded like a drum, and her cool and noble demeanor now held an indescribable charm.

Soon.

Shui Yue lightly kissed Su Han's lips, the soft touch making Su Han slightly startled.

"This seems to be the first time Master has taken the initiative while conscious?"

A hint of surprise welled up in Su Han's heart.

Although the kiss was shy and tentative, Su Han already felt it was quite precious.

For a long time.

The two separated.

"Are you not angry now?"

Shui Yue's voice was as soft as a mosquito, the blush on her face like blooming peach blossoms, her head slightly lowered.

Su Han, however, still smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of playfulness and anticipation.

Seeing this, Shui Yue was both shy and annoyed, but also helpless.

"Then what do you want?"

"Shifu (Master) has never seen a Disciple as scoundrel as you!"

"Ah~"

Suddenly, Shui Yue exclaimed.

Just as Su Han stood up, smiling, he directly picked up Shui Yue, then sat down on the chair himself, with Shui Yue sitting on his lap.

Su Han lowered his head, lightly biting Shui Yue's earlobe...

"Master, you have no sincerity at all!"

"Then then then... what do you want to do?"

Looking at Shui Yue, who was completely weak and stammering due to excessive nervousness.

Su Han smiled, "What do I want to do?"

Just then, he suddenly saw the teapot on the table, and his eyes lit up.

Immediately, Su Han pulled at Shui Yue's upper garment, and Shui Yue was instantly startled...

The next second.

Su Han picked up the teapot, tilted it slightly, and the cold tea water slowly flowed down from above, dripping onto Shui Yue's fair neck and exquisite collarbone.

Under the moonlight, it sparkled with a crystal clear light.

And at this moment, the already nervous Shui Yue suddenly felt a sudden chill.

The moment the cool tea water touched her skin, her body involuntarily tensed up.

The water droplets slowly flowed down her skin, bringing a strange sensation.

She could clearly feel the trajectory of each drop of tea, the slight wetness making her heart rate suddenly quicken.

Her cheeks instantly flushed, and a hint of panic and shyness flashed in her eyes.

This unprecedented experience made her at a loss. She wanted to stop Su Han's absurd actions, but in that instant, it was as if she had lost all her strength.

She lightly bit her lower lip, trying hard to control her inner panic and.

At this moment.

Su Han slowly lowered his head, gently leaned close to Shui Yue's neck and collarbone, and lightly kissed the water droplets.

"Master, the taste of this tea is truly wonderful."

Su Han's voice was low and hoarse.

Shui Yue's body trembled violently, a strange sensation instantly spreading throughout her body.

She wanted to get up, but was held tightly in Su Han's embrace, unable to move.

Shui Yue's eyes were full of shyness, she lightly bit her lips, and weakly extended her neck...

"Su Han, you Rebellious Disciple, stop quickly..."

Shui Yue's voice was weak and powerless, as if it were just a feeble protest.