Quick Wear: Thanks to me, you non-humans have successors!

Chapter 67 I am a serious person, it is impossible for me to have such a dream!

Que Qiu held his face with one hand and watched Lu Wanyue finish her meal.

"Wait a minute, let me clean up first." Lu Wanyue got up nervously to clean the table.

Que Qiu reached out and snatched the bowl and chopsticks from her hand and put them down, then he lured her closer, narrowing his fox eyes cunningly: "Madam, you don't want your husband to know, do you?"

"Huh?" Lu Wanyue's brain froze as if she had heard something terrible.

"Madam, it's time to feed me." Que Qiu narrowed his eyes, gently took Lu Wanyue's delicate hand and kissed it, then put his hand on the thin chest muscles hollowed out on the chest of the maid outfit.

It was as if Que Qiu was an ice cube. Lu Wanyue shuddered with excitement and looked at Que Qiu in shock.

The succubus's tail was wrapped around the skin of the calf, entwining it seductively, like sticky cheese.

Under the dim and ambiguous light, two shadowy figures approached each other, until they merged into one shadow, which swayed rhythmically.

Lu Wanyue was carried to the clean side of the dining table, her back pressed against the icy cold tabletop, while Que Qiu in front of her was passionate and enthusiastic. For the first time, she felt the mixture of ice and fire!

Que Qiu lifted his eyelids, and there was a terrifying lust in the fox's eyes, like blazing fireworks that could easily ignite people.

He gently clasped Lu Wanyue's neck, his bony hands clasped above, appearing porcelain white under the dim light, and then waves of water flooded over his head.

A feeling of suffocation came, and at the highest point of the wave, my neck loosened, and infinite pleasure overwhelmed me.

Lu Wanyue was like a fish that was hit by the waves onto the shore, taking a deep breath eagerly, absorbing the air to its heart's content, and letting others do the killing!

"I... am tired..." Lu Wanyue's voice came intermittently, with a hint of stickiness and hoarseness, full of pleading for mercy, and the ending tone was lightly hooked, with a hint of coquettishness.

"Master should eat more next time. You're not replenished enough." Que Qiuwei sighed and whispered in his ear. His voice was hoarse and seductive, like it crushed the rippling waves in the lake.

For a long time, there was silent rhythm.

"Hold my horn." Que Qiu lowered his head as if in submission, and with his eyes lowered and the corners of his mouth slightly curled, he looked at the person who had turned into a puddle of water under him. His eyes were deep and serious.

Lu Wanyue reached out her hands tremblingly and grasped the two sharp horns on Que Qiu's head. They looked like black goat horns, with a round jade texture.

Que Qiu felt the burning palm above his head. His pupils stood up like a cat's, and then dilated excitedly into a full circle. He looked deeply at Lu Wanyue, his tail wagging happily.

"Hmm! What's wrong?" Lu Wanyue noticed Que Qiu's abnormality and gently pinched the black horn.

Que Qiu's pupils dilated vertically again, and he stared at Lu Wanyue excitedly. His Adam's apple kept rolling, as if he had locked onto his prey. He licked his lips, ready to strike.

"Master, touch the horn again." Que Qiu lowered his head and rubbed Lu Wanyue's neck with his tall nose and begged.

Without any suspicion, Lu Wanyue touched Que Qiu's horn honestly and carefully.

Que Qiu felt so comfortable that his neck stretched out like a cat, and his cheek kept rubbing against Lu Wanyue's neck. His eyes seemed to be filled with upside-down water, flushed and seeming like he was about to cry.

The dream was so long that Lu Wanyue didn’t know how she woke up in the end. She just felt exhausted and hungry.

Under the shade of a tree, Lu Wanyue lay on a bamboo rocking chair, feeling the warm sunlight penetrating through the leaves and pouring down on her body, as if it were just yesterday.

Lu Wanyue held her stomach with her hands, her face dazed.

How could I have such a dream?

She deserves to die!

I had a hallucination about someone for no apparent reason, and not long ago I just righteously rejected the invitation from that person.

Lu Wanyue calmed her wavering mind and slipped down the mountain to eat. She had a dream that made her so tired as if she had been planting crops for a day and a night.

After eating and drinking, Lu Wanyue began to practice as usual. However, his practice did not improve at all, and most of the points he gained went into his stomach.

This child is too greedy and cannot slack off in his cultivation, otherwise his cultivation will be absorbed by other children and his realm will drop.

On the other side, Que Qiu woke up and looked at the pair of black horns in the mirror. He touched them lightly with his white porcelain hand, and he seemed to still feel the residual warmth.

The person in the mirror has fox eyes that are sparkling crimson, boundless and bright, alluring and charming.

It seems like the person was released too early.

It doesn't matter, she will always have time to sleep, there is no rush.

Que Qiu was somewhat curious about the scene in Lu Wanyue's dream. It was like a world of its own and everything was novel.

Lu Wanyue had no idea that there were people who were hoping that she would sleep.

Qingluan Sword finally seemed to figure it out and started to reason with people!

She was the only one on the mountain, and it was very boring as there was no one to talk to.

The only living things might be the sword spirits of the two swords.

The sword spirit of Taixu Sword is like an old cadre. He doesn't talk much and is very serious. He can't be amused.

"Qingluan! You are finally willing to talk to me! Have you thought it through? I can introduce you to a Taoist partner. Which sword do you like? Tell me and I will be your matchmaker!" Lu Wanyue said positively, rocking leisurely in a bamboo rocking chair.

"Hmph! No other sword is as beautiful as the Taixu Sword!" Qingluan floated up the sword and swayed it in front of Lu Wanyue's eyes.

"Tsk! When did you become so familiar with Taixu? Didn't you strongly refuse me to draw my sword not long ago?" Lu Wanyue exclaimed in amazement.

There is a situation!

"Who refused you to draw your sword? I just don't want you to be indecisive. One sword of mine is enough!" Qingluan said confidently and refused to admit that she was jealous because Lu Wanyue wanted to collect another sword.

"Oh? Is that so?" Lu Wanyue didn't believe it at all. She was so aggressive at that time and it was hard to tell at all!

"Of course! Apart from me, who else would want to have a master like you?" Qingluan said angrily.

"Why are you still on the CPU?" Lu Wanyue turned her head away, not looking at Qingluan who was annoying her.

"What do you mean? Don't look for a companion for me, do you hear me? Tai... Taixu is fine." Qingluan's stuttering voice came.

"Pfft! Okay, then you stay with Taixu. I won't look for anyone else for you." Lu Wanyue couldn't help laughing.

The reason was that after the routine training that day, Lu Wanyue didn't know why she didn't dare to sleep anymore, for fear of having another dream.

She wondered if she had been living too leisurely recently, otherwise why would she have such a strange dream.

I decided to find something to do and to tease Qingluan, who was angry and ignoring me.

Lu Wanyue pulled out a rocking chair and sat down, with the lifeless Qingluan Sword placed in front of her.

"Qingluan! It's been so many days, why don't you say anything? Are you still angry?"

"Why are you so angry? I really didn't mean to be your Taoist partner. You really misunderstood!"

"Qingluan! Look at you, you must be in need of a companion! How about I go to the Wuji Sect as a guest? There are many sword cultivators there, and I can easily find a companion for you. By the way, I can also help Taixu Sword find a destined partner. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"

"No! You are not allowed to take Taixu to Wuji Sect! You are not allowed to find a destined partner for him!"

Suddenly, a perverse male voice sounded in Lu Wanyue's mind, with a menacing tone.

"Hey! Master! You finally say something?" Lu Wanyue was also surprised. He was just joking around out of boredom, but he didn't expect that the sword would actually make a sound.

That's what happened.

Lu Wanyue never expected that Qingluan and Taixu got along well in private. When did they get together behind her back?

Forget it, after having fun, Lu Wanyue rocked leisurely in the rocking chair, feeling drowsy.

The next second, I fell into a dream and the scene changed.

XX massage club!

Lu Wanyue was lying on the massage bed, wearing only a white blanket to cover her private parts.

Before I could be surprised, a familiar figure stood in front of me. He was in a black work uniform and leaned forward slightly, revealing his face.

It was Que Qiu!

"Hello, sir. Let me serve you next. A full body massage with rose essential oil." Que Qiu stood up to wash his hands, lifted the white blanket on Lu Wanyue's body, and poured rose essential oil on her back.

Put two or three drops on the palm of your hand and rub it together to warm it up.

"What are you doing?" Lu Wanyue felt the slippery liquid flowing on her back, her body shuddered instantly, she propped herself up and asked in panic.

"Don't move, it's just a massage. Please relax, sir, and don't be nervous." Que Qiu put his hands on Lu Wanyue's shoulders, slowly pressed her down, and said seriously.

Que Qiu rubbed the rose essential oil that had been dropped on his back with his palms, and it melted away inch by inch like snow, leaving a layer of bright color on his fair back, like the layer of syrup covering a candied haws, which was particularly attractive under the dim light.

Lu Wanyue felt particularly embarrassed. The touch of the back massage was particularly clear. Two hot spots moved across her skin and quickly ignited, as if every step was engraved into her brain. Her eyes gradually became blurred.

"Is the strength appropriate, sir?" Que Qiu's hoarse voice came from above his head, making the boundary even more ambiguous, as if one could easily cross the boundary and reach the forbidden area.

"Woo—just right!" Lu Wanyue buried her head in the massage bed in shame, and muffled sounds came out.

Que Qiu used a little force to stain the fair back red, and even left deep and shallow fingerprints on a few thin spots of skin, like red plum blossoms dotted in the white snow, pure and charming.

Above his head, Que Qiu's breathing seemed to become heavier and seemed to be closer.

Lu Wanyue could clearly feel the hot breath spraying on her back, causing her to feel itchy and tremble all over.

The plum blossoms on the branches seemed to be crumbling, piled up with fine snow. Unable to bear the weight, the petals fell off one by one, leaving only the poor pistil, trembling.

Que Qiu's eyes were red as he lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the shoulder of the bird that was about to flap its wings. The kisses that followed became more frequent, like accumulated fine snow, falling inch by inch, and bound to make the petals fall.

The skin on the back seemed to be ignited by a ball of fire and was severely burned. A layer of light pink like syrup appeared on the fair skin, which was very beautiful!

As if it were contagious, the pink color spread all over the body, even the ears.

An ambiguous atmosphere was ignited in the private room, with the scent of roses floating in the air. The sweet rose fragrance was everywhere, and it was especially strong on Lu Wanyue's body. The two seemed to have rolled around in a bed of roses, their fragrances intertwined, you in me and me in you, making them seem even more intimate.

Shy sobbing sounded for a long time.

"Sir, the service is over. Are you satisfied?" Que Qiu restrained himself and calmly pulled out a clean white blanket, gently covering Lu Wanyue completely.

"......" Lu Wanyue looked up blankly, her cheeks flushed, her blurry eyes filled with tears, she seemed a little dazed and didn't hear clearly.

"Are you not satisfied? Then give me another chance, okay?" Que Qiu seemed a little distressed. He half squatted down and approached Lu Wanyue, taking in her confused expression.

"No...no! Very...satisfied, very satisfied!" Lu Wanyue was suddenly awakened by the other party's words as if she was frightened, and expressed hurriedly.

Que Qiu chuckled, the fox's eyes were full of joy, and his mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something.

But Lu Wanyue could no longer hear clearly.

The next second, she woke up in a bamboo rocking chair.

"What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare? One moment you shake your head and say no, and the next moment you say you're satisfied!" The Qingluan Sword was suspended in the air, and the hilt of the sword gently tapped Lu Wanyue's forehead, asking with concern.

Lu Wanyue's face turned red instantly!

OMG!

She is crazy!

I always have this kind of dream!

"Yes, I had a nightmare. Next time you see me like this, just wake me up." Lu Wanyue said gritting her teeth.

Something's wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Monks basically don’t dream!

Lu Wanyue's face flushed as she carefully reviewed the contents of the dream, mainly wanting to find clues, with absolutely no intention of savoring it!

hiss!

What the hell is this guest officer?

Even in modern times, the service staff in massage parlors will not call you "guest" all the time. It's illogical!

Thinking about the horrible and realistic feeling in the dream, Lu Wanyue had reason to suspect that it was Que Qiu who was behind it!

Lu Wanyue thought about the fact that she had had this kind of dream twice in a row, and guessed that the condition for having a dream is sleeping.

As a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, it was no longer important for Lu Wanyue to sleep or not. He just went to bed out of habit as soon as night fell.

She seemed to be competing with him. She didn't go to the Hehuan Sect to question Que Qiu. This time, she refused to sleep no matter what!

See what tricks he can come up with!

On the other side, Que Qiu stood up, his tail wagging irritably and his brows slightly frowned.

How come he suddenly woke up?

Who interrupted?

Lu Wanyue said that she was just a casual cultivator, practicing alone on a hill, and there shouldn't be any other people around!

Que Qiu pinched her palms with her fingertips painted with bright red nail polish, turning them red. She felt filled with resentment at the thought that someone had taken advantage of her absence.

Que Qiu took out the sound transmission talisman and told the people in the sect that he would be away for a while and would go into seclusion on a mountain. Elder Wuhuan would temporarily take over the position of the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

After leaving a sound transmission note, Que Qiu left overnight.

The Hehuan Sect's leader's token can track the deputy token. In the past, it was just for prevention of loss, but unexpectedly it has a good use now!

Lu Wanyue didn't dare to sleep late at night, so he got up to water the spiritual plants. Suddenly he shuddered and his expression became solemn.

A Nascent Soul cultivator would not get a minor illness like a cold, so this must be a warning.

Lu Wanyue had an inexplicable sense of crisis, so he stopped watering the plants and went back to the bamboo hut to meditate and practice.

"Hi! This is the first time I see her being so diligent." Qingluan saw that the sun had not risen from the west even at night?

"Yes." The Taixu Sword on the side did not move at all, and slowly uttered a word.

"Taixu, what did you say? Do you think it's good that she cheered like that?" Qingluan felt that it might be another case of giving up after a few days of hard work.

"Your master is pregnant and needs cultivation to raise her." Taixu couldn't stand Qingluan's constant chattering, so he said all the words he had been talking for thousands of years in one breath.

"What? She's pregnant? Of which wild man? Let's go! Taixu! Let's join forces with our swords to kill him!" The Qingluan Sword flew out with a whooshing momentum and fierce movement, stripping off all the leaves of the only tree on the top of the mountain.

a long time--

"Taixu! Why don't you say something!"

"......Can."

At this time, this wild man was rushing here. On the way, he kept sneezing, perhaps because of the Qingluan Sword's nagging or for some other reason!