173: Women are made of water, so the master must be a giant salamander, right?

Chapter 173: Women are made of water, so Master must be a salamander, right?

A night of passion.

The next day.

At Si hour (9-11 AM), the sun was already high in the sky, and sunlight streamed into the room through the window.

On the bed,

Su Han slowly woke up from his sleep.

“Hmm…”

Su Han rubbed his waist.

Thinking back to last night… Junior Sister Shui Yue still had some sanity at first, but then she actually pressed him down… “The few traits I copied from Xiao Bai really have something to them!”

After confirming that he looked normal on the outside, he got up and prepared to get into bed.

“Master, he said to let Master Uncle Zeng know…”

You tried to avoid it, but Su Han held you tightly in his arms, unable to move.

“I thought Junior Sister Junior Sister Shui Yue is Da Zhu Peak’s Head, so she should listen.”

Junior Sister Shui Yue looked down at Su Han, who was like a big child and greedy in her arms, feeling both shy and annoyed.

“This bad boy, Junior Sister Junior Sister Shui Yue, you’re too slow.”

“Junior Sister Junior Sister Shui Yue, it’s me, Zeng Shuchang.”

Su Han, however, didn’t care at all, showing no intention of stopping his small movements… Then he looked down again, his eyes full of tenderness.

Zeng Shuchang responded, and although he was very curious about what was wrong with his Junior Sister, it wasn’t good to press her.

“I caused it?”

And after Zeng Shuchang left, Junior Sister Shui Yue pushed Su Han away forcefully, “You Rebellious Disciple, you’re getting bolder and bolder!”

But the voice sounded a bit strange, as if she was trying hard to suppress something, or trying to make her voice sound normal.

“Shangguan Ce from Incense Valley is here, saying he wants to talk to us about the details of our cooperation.”

Hearing this, the eyes in the moonlight finally slowly opened.

Junior Sister Shui Yue let out a lazy groan, still not opening her eyes.

“Is Junior Sister Junior Sister Shui Yue unwell, sick?”

His fingernail lightly traced Junior Sister Shui Yue’s fair back.

“What time is it?”

And only after Junior Sister Shui Yue left did Su Han put on his clothes, “It’s time to ‘interrogate’ You Ji about the Ghost King Sect’s Five Volumes of Heavenly Scripture.”

But instantly, her legs felt like they were stepping on cotton, incomparably soft and weak, almost causing her to stumble.

Su Han looked at his Master Junior Sister Shui Yue, with her slightly narrowed eyes, biting her lips and trying hard to restrain herself, and secretly chuckled.

At this moment, Junior Sister Shui Yue’s long hair, like a waterfall, was scattered on the pillow, with a few strands messily clinging to her still slightly flushed cheeks and forehead.

Zeng Shuchang’s questioning voice rang out again.

Su Han gently grasped her wrist, chuckled, and pulled her hand to his lips, lightly kissing it.

She just bit her lower lip hard, trying to make her reply sound normal.

Junior Sister Shui Yue’s body instantly stiffened, staring nervously in the direction of the door.

Before Ning Wei could finish speaking, Junior Sister Shui Yue had already covered his mouth with her hand.

“But we, cultivators, can still get sick?”

Junior Sister Shui Yue asked Zeng Shuchang outside the door.

She glared fiercely at Ning Wei, her eyes as if they could devour people.

Su Han quickly reached out to support her, a smile still on his face.

“I… I’m listening, Senior Brother Zeng, please wait a moment, I’ll be there shortly.”

Below, it was covered with red kiss marks.

As she spoke, she slightly raised her hand, as if to hit Su Han, but the movement was incredibly gentle, more like a playful gesture.

But she quickly recovered, glaring fiercely at Ning Wei.

Junior Sister Shui Yue couldn’t help but glare at Su Han again, her eyes seemingly warning him not to mess around anymore.

The gentle touch seemed to carry an electric current, causing Junior Sister Shui Yue’s body to involuntarily break out in goosebumps.

“Don’t mess around… so tired…”

She turned her head away, not wanting Su Han to see the mix of emotions and a hint of undeniable satisfaction in her eyes, but her slightly trembling voice betrayed her inner feelings.

“This time, I’m not afraid that he won’t obediently… open his mouth!”

And inside the room.

As he spoke.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow below her eyelids.

Then down to her waist, every touch made Junior Sister Shui Yue’s body tremble slightly.

Smiling, he lightly kissed Junior Sister Shui Yue’s cheek.

Junior Sister Shui Yue glared at him fiercely, “One day, I, your Master, will make you understand the rules of our Da Zhu Peak.”

“Master, be careful.”

Su Han, at this moment, was smiling, his fingers gently tracing Junior Sister Shui Yue’s jade-like skin.

Junior Sister Shui Yue tried to change the subject.

The first thing she saw was Ning Wei’s slightly amused gaze.

Su Han smiled, his hands clasped behind his head, watching Junior Sister Shui Yue’s flustered movements with a leisurely air, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing more pronounced.

Su Han heard this, full of playfulness, “I wonder who, holding me, said to let me… woo woo woo~”

“Rebellious Disciple!!!”

As he spoke.

“You said…”

Soon, the footsteps gradually faded away.

“Hmm?”

“Women are made of water, so Master must be a salamander, right?”

Her neck was long and graceful, like a swan.

Then he stretched out his hand, picked up a strand of Junior Sister Shui Yue’s beautiful hair, and slowly brought it close to Junior Sister Shui Yue’s nose… His fingernail slowly slid down from her shoulder, towards her… “Who… who is it?”

Immediately, Junior Sister Shui Yue again ‘hated’ and glared at Ning Wei.

“Junior Sister Junior Sister Shui Yue, who was talking to me, was completely unclothed.”

Instantly, Junior Sister Shui Yue was startled again.

“Senior… Senior Brother Zeng came to see me, for… um… what matter?”

She picked up the small coat from the window and chided, her voice trembling slightly, her fingers fumbling with the buttons.

At this moment, a sudden knock on the door rang out abruptly in the room.

But at that very moment, Su Han actually looked up, smiling mischievously at Junior Sister Shui Yue.

Her skin was fair, like fine jade.

Hearing this, Junior Sister Shui Yue’s heart instantly felt a strange sensation, and her body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Then he lowered his head and looked at Junior Sister Shui Yue, who was nestled in his arms.

“You also said…”

Below her high nose bridge, her slightly moist red lips were fresh and inviting, making Su Han unable to resist wanting to peck them lightly.

But now that Zeng Shuchang was outside the door, it wasn’t good to scold Su Han.

Ning Wei Xia’s voice came from outside the door.

“Master, was the Disciple’s apology last night satisfactory?”

“Master, if you don’t get up soon, Senior Martial Uncle Ning Wei Xia and the others will probably come looking for you.”

Thinking of the few charm traits he currently possessed.

“Rebellious Disciple, you tease your Master so early in the morning.”

“Hmm~”

His eyes were full of mischief and playfulness.

She finally put on her clothes, and at the same time, deliberately took out a high-necked long dress from her Storage Pouch to cover the kiss marks on her neck.

Zeng Shuchang stood outside the door, listening to Junior Sister Shui Yue’s reply, his heart full of doubt.

Looking further down, the quilt had slipped slightly, revealing her rounded shoulders, delicate collarbone, and half of a perfect scene… Junior Sister Shui Yue lightly punched his chest, “Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and let me go.”

Biting her teeth, she forced herself to walk slowly towards the door, her legs still weak.

But the more anxious she was, the harder it was to button it up.

But just as she was ‘disciplining’ Su Han, that Rebellious Disciple.

Junior Sister Shui Yue tried to make her voice sound less flustered, but her cheeks were already burning, and her eyes were full of shame and nervousness.

“Junior Sister Junior Sister Shui Yue, are you listening?”

Su Han smiled contentedly.

Junior Sister Shui Yue “disgustedly” shook off his hand, “Don’t touch me, isn’t it all your fault?!”

Her back carried a hint of embarrassment and shyness, as well as an indescribable mature charm.

Ning Wei was about to answer.

Su Han at this moment looked at the marks on the ground by the window.