Who is it? Who’s talking?!
Xiao Hongling was greatly shocked. She had just heard a voice, one that sounded terribly familiar, as if it were...
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.
Her heart raced. She swallowed nervously, her cheeks flaming!
Slowly, she lowered her head to look at the man beneath her.
Before her was an exquisitely handso face, fair as jade, grinning brilliantly at her!
Xiao’er!? You... You ca back to life?
Xiao Hongling’s phoenix eyes widened as far as they could, her body going numb; she even forgot to breathe!
At this mont, a myriad of emotions intertwined in her heart!
Seeing her beloved disciple alive, she naturally felt as if she had ascended from hell to heaven, overwheld with joy!
But! Did this an that everything she had just said—her shaless confession that disregarded all propriety and morality—had been heard by this boy!?
Her phoenix-like face flushed crimson with embarrassnt, and her entire body felt ill at ease!
The next mont, she suddenly felt sothing press against her. Only then did she realize... she was still straddling her beloved disciple’s "corpse"!
Wait, no! The growing warmth, the tangible touch... he was clearly very much alive!
Sha and alarm surged through her, and she was about to move.
However, two strong, powerful hands had already caressed her beautiful legs, clad in black silk, firmly gripping her plump upper thighs!
Feeling the familiar caress, Xiao Hongling’s blush spread to her earlobes. Her crimson lips parted slightly, letting out a soft "Ah...".
At the sa ti, she turned her face away, not daring to et the gaze of her suddenly resurrected beloved disciple!
Seeing his Master was apparently frightened and utterly confused, Lin Xiao gently stroked her black silk stockings. Through the layer of silk, his hands made contact with her tender, pale thighs, attempting to soothe her current shock.
Then, he looked up at his Master’s averted profile, his voice gentle and tender. "Master, you must be very surprised at how your disciple managed to be resurrected, aren’t you?"
"Well, allow your disciple to explain slowly."
As Lin Xiao spoke, he glanced at his Master. She still seed to be in a daze, sitting atop him, her pair of exquisite, black silk-clad legs still around his waist, allowing him to caress them freely.
Lin Xiao took advantage of the situation, continuing to caress them as he began his "death replay." "Master, just now, your disciple had a very, very long dream."
"In that dream, Master, you held my hand, and we kept running and running. It seed endless, but I was so happy. It felt as if as long as you were by my side, many things simply didn’t need an outco."
"So, at that mont, I suddenly found peace."
"As long as I can see you every day, Master, and stay by your side, your disciple is willing, no matter the capacity!"
"Let the world mock your disciple for willingly being lowly, or for being a foolish devotee—your disciple doesn’t care!"
"If one doesn’t truly adore soone, who would willingly be such a devotee?"
Saying this, Lin Xiao stole a glance at his Master’s tear-streaked face and continued, "And just as your disciple had that great realization, a supre deity calling himself ’Lulai Buddha’ appeared."
"So, your disciple made a wish to the Buddha—that I could be with Master forever."
"The Buddha said, ’Only four days.’"
"I said, ’Alright: spring, sumr, autumn, and winter.’"
"The Buddha then said, ’Only three days.’"
"I said..."
Just as Lin Xiao was about to continue his nonsense, suddenly an incomparably beautiful face, flushed a deep crimson, drew closer and closer!
The next mont, he felt sothing soft press against his chest, and then, his open lips could no longer form words!
His Master... She had actually... once again unceremoniously stolen his first kiss!
Lin Xiao’s eyes widened as he passively received her kiss.
At the sa ti, he used their close proximity to carefully appreciate every micro-expression on his Master’s exquisite face!
He saw her cheeks burning like fire, her beautiful eyes squeezed shut, kissing him with utmost earnestness!
My Master is so, so beautiful.
If that Forever Cicada hadn’t worked, I would have regretted this for eight lifetis!
Under his Master’s sudden, doting affection, Lin Xiao couldn’t care less about anything else. He closed his eyes in response, choosing to fully imrse himself in the experience.
This was his first truly earnest, perfectly atmospheric intimate mont with his Master!
The previous two tis they’d pinned each other against a wall didn’t count!
However, despite being sowhat lost in the mont, Lin Xiao still retained a sliver of clarity.
As he cooperated with his Master, the hands resting on her silk-clad legs conveniently slipped towards her smooth, rounded bottom...
He knew very well. His Master had never been fond of wearing... Therefore! He only needed to gently pull down those black pantyhose, as thin as a cicada’s wings, and he would be able to...
However, just then, his Master suddenly stopped her assault, pulling her upper body away from his chest.
At this mont, she seed to have forgotten that she was still straddling her beloved disciple.
She had no idea how, from Lin Xiao’s perspective—with her long hair disheveled and the white curve of her cleavage partially visible—she looked so incredibly... alluring.
Master, just like this, guide yourself... Ah, no, don’t move.
Lin Xiao held his Master’s hand with profound affection. "Don’t say anything. Just let your disciple look at you, alright? I’m afraid I’ll lose you forever again, just like I almost did before..."
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