: Turning against guests

Night fell in a blink of an eye.

On the stone platform next to the waterfall, Wu Qingwan was wearing the light green dress when she first met, without any makeup, sitting quietly on the stone platform by the cliff, concentrating, as if she had become the non-eating person in the past.

The otherworldly fairy who creates fireworks on earth.

I have experienced too many things in the past two days, and was ruined by Zuo Lingquan. Even though Wu Qingwan has a quiet and elegant temperament, she is also a little uneasy. Sometimes she is worried about the sect, and sometimes she is thinking about cultivation, but most of the time she is still

Thinking about Zuo Lingquan's every move, I couldn't calm down at all.

Seeing the sun setting over the mountains and the moon rising from the sky.

Wu Qingwan felt a little tired and couldn't get into concentration, so she stopped meditating. She got up and went back to the house, hoping to take a nap and escape from this chaotic mind.

But as soon as she entered the house and before she untied her belt, there were footsteps on the stone flat, and a voice:

"Senior Wu?"

For some reason, Wu Qingwan's legs softened when she heard this voice. She pursed her lips and did not open the door. She just said calmly:

"Ling Quan, is something wrong?"

"Then what..."

"I'm tired and want to sleep..."

Squeak——

Before he finished speaking, the door opened from the outside, and Zuo Lingquan, dressed in black robe, walked in from the outside.

Wu Qingwan's eyelashes trembled, she turned around and picked up the sword from the sword platform, then turned to look at Zuo Lingquan.

Although there is not much expression, the meaning seems to be - would you like to touch me?

Zuo Lingquan didn't seem to be in a hurry and walked up to him slowly:

"Senior Wu, it's still early, I feel like you're worried, why don't we talk?"

Can I be okay? Wu Qingwan's breathing was slightly disordered. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan did not pounce, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After a slight hesitation, she did not chase him away. Instead, she held the long sword and walked to the round table to sit down.

His expression is like that of an elder looking at a child who has made a mistake, and his eyes indicate:

"Ling Quan, come here."

Zuo Lingquan dragged a round stool and sat next to Wu Qingwan. Although the two of them had crossed the line, from the outside, they seemed to be more distant than the usual closeness.

Wu Qingwan held the sword and did not look directly at Zuo Lingquan. Her voice was neither urgent nor slow:

"Ling Quan, if you want to practice, I will help you. However, there are some things we must make clear first."

Zuo Lingquan wanted to say, "It's obviously Senior Wu who forced me to cultivate", but when he said this, Wu Qingwan would definitely kick him out. At the moment, he could only nod seriously:

"Senior Wu, just say it directly."

"Do you still remember what I told you beforehand?"

"It's just practice, nothing else is involved, and you can't do anything excessive."

Wu Qingwan's eyes moved and she turned her head: "So you still remember?"

Zuo Lingquan raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "At that time, I couldn't help myself and it was really hard to restrain myself."

"You don't want to restrain yourself."

Wu Qingwan took a breath, her eyes showing a lesson:

"Even if you can't help it, I can understand it. You are still young. But do you still remember what ridiculous things you did?"

Zuo Lingquan still remembered: "I did a lot, but Senior Wu didn't seem to be very..."

Wu Qingwan patted the table with her hand: "Do you think I am a shy little girl like Jiang Yi who dare not tell you these things? Let me ask you now, what do you mean by calling me 'Brother Lingquan'?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that Wu Qingwan would dare to say this. He sat up a little straighter and had a strong mind to stop laughing:

"I just want to get closer to each other."

"I am your teacher."

Wu Qingwan stared into Qiu Shui's eyes and continued:

"That's all. You kissed me. I thought you were young and couldn't control your lust, but where did you kiss? No, you didn't kiss anywhere? You didn't even let go of your hair. Did I stop you at that time?

"

Zuo Lingquan coughed slightly and nodded slightly.

"You heard it, why didn't you stop?"

"I……"

"Also, I have read in medical books that when yin and yang are in harmony, men should be superior and women should be inferior. What do you mean by treating me like a wooden figure?"

"Um……"

"You don't regard me as a teacher in your heart. I said a lot of soft things at that time, but you didn't care at all. Do you think that because I treat you well, you can do whatever you want?"

Wu Qingwan's face was filled with anger, but her eyes were more obviously filled with shame and annoyance.

Zuo Lingquan knew that Wu Qingwan had feelings for him, so naturally he would not regard Wu Qingwan as his teacher. However, Wu Qingwan insisted on pretending to be a teacher, so he could only pretend to accompany him and said with a smile:

"How could it be, I...um..."

Wu Qingwan took a breath and continued:

"I gave you the exercises and practiced with you. If you don't say you are grateful, at least you know how to be humble, right? The teacher is kind enough to give you tricks, but you can beat the teacher with your backhand and still enjoy it?"

Zuo Lingquan poured a glass of water and handed it to Wu Qingwan:

"Okay, I understand my mistake, don't be angry."

Wu Qingwan was not angry. She was telling Zuo Lingquan to avoid being messed with again later. She took the tea cup and said seriously:

"Tell me the truth, where did you learn those ridiculous things?"

Zuo Lingquan had a clear conscience about this:

"self-taught."

?!

Are you quite proud?

Wu Qingwan stared, not knowing what to say to Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan sat a few minutes closer: "You are truly self-taught. Didn't Senior Wu say that when you pair spiritual beasts together, you can do it yourself."

"Didn't you say that you are not a spiritual beast?"

"Later I discovered that all things are equal under the law of heaven..."

"you……"

Wu Qingwan warned her for a long time, and gradually ran out of words. She put the sword on the table and said seriously:

"I have a very good impression of you, and I hope you know how to respect yourself. I never dreamed that someone could be so... so thick-skinned..."

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "Be careful next time."

"..."

Wu Qingwan took a few deep breaths, her expression softened a little, she turned her head and looked outside the door without speaking.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan understood the meaning, smiled from the corner of his eyes, bent his arms through Wanwan's legs, put one hand around her back, and hugged her up.

"oh……"

Wu Qingwan instinctively shrank, but did not stop her. When she saw Zuo Lingquan carrying her towards the embroidery bed, she twisted a few times, jumped down and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan closed the door and followed to the cave behind the waterfall. As soon as he entered, Wu Qingwan pressed her hand on the stone at the door.

Just hearing the sound of "squeaking", a stone door was moved horizontally from the side of the cave, sealing the entrance to the stone chamber. The outside water flow and some birds and beasts singing at night were completely isolated in an instant.

The top of the stone chamber emits cold white light, which shines on the white jade bed below. The room is extremely quiet, and only two breathing sounds can be heard.

Wu Qingwan folded her hands on her waist, silently walked to the edge of the stone bed and sat down, never looking at Zuo Lingquan, just like a little daughter-in-law who was forced to go to the kang with her husband.

Zuo Lingquan understood Wu Qingwan's intentions and would naturally take the initiative when it was time to take the initiative. He walked to the stone bed, half-crouched in front of Wu Qingwan, raised his hand to hold his ankle, and took off the fine embroidered shoes.

The white feet were exposed under the cold white light, crystal clear, and the blood vessels under the skin could be faintly seen. The toes were slightly arched, and they were struggling to free themselves.

Zuo Lingquan picked up another embroidered shoe and laughed softly:

"Wanwan..."

"Try screaming again?"

"Senior Wu, the practice method of "Qinglian Zhengjing" really requires full devotion. If you are cautious or resistant, both of you will have no effect. It is a waste of time."

Wu Qingwan's feet were held and rubbed, and she stopped shrinking if she couldn't move them away. She said seriously:

"Impossible, I won't scream, let alone act wildly. At worst, I won't practice cultivation anymore."

Zuo Lingquan rubbed his slightly cold feet, lowered his head and kissed her: "If Senior Wu can't accept it, just relax a little. Leave the rest to me. Just follow your feelings."
To be continued...