"Mmm..."
Zuzi felt that rich and extrely comforting breath of Spiritual Energy,
...pressing down on her.
She gently closed her Phoenix Eyes, wholeheartedly enjoying this realm, unique to her, of the Mahayana Realm.
This ti, it was different from every ti before.
His gentlemanly deanor seed to be stripped off along with his trench coat and thrown harshly to the ground.
His lips were hotter than usual, the strength in his palm more dominating than usual.
She couldn’t help but utter a "Ying" and raised her little chin to et his movents.
The man’s powerful force intertwined with her lightness and transparency, like an attraction, a teasing that nearly reached the infinite horizon of symbiosis and annihilation.
A thread of daylight spilled from the top of the tent.
The man clasped her slender snake-like waist, almost crashing into the small makeshift table set up behind her.
If she weren’t flexible enough, her waist might have snapped.
Outside the tent, the voices were boiling over.
Inside the tent, the temperature rose continuously.
The man pressed his forehead against hers, his voice hoarse: "Little girl, are you a demon in disguise?"
His wild, rough nature was just beginning; without tearing her apart, he was already torturing himself into near collapse.
If he continued to kiss her like this, he feared he might break his vows and hold a trial right there.
Zuzi let out a giggle: "No."
The Ancestor is clearly a celestial being.
There is a distinction between celestial beings and demons, you know.
Looking at the sweat beads on the man’s forehead and the bulging veins, she asked with naive curiosity, "Xiao Chenger, did you rush over without breakfast?"
Bao Gucheng: "Hm?"
Zuzi: "Otherwise, why do you look like you want to eat the Ancestor up?"
Bao Gucheng: "..."
Zuzi thought for a mont, placed her finger by his lips, and said generously and honestly: "Then you can have a taste."
The Ancestor’s hand has celestial energy, a taste can satiate your hunger.
Of course, don’t actually bite it off, just a taste is enough.
Bao Gucheng: "..."
The veins on his forehead were about to burst!!!
Does this little girl even understand? When a man is teased like this, he really will lose his sanity.
He took a deep breath, his hoarse voice gliding like fine silk over the strings of a bass, distinctly textured and rough: "Are you almost eighteen years old, hmm?"
Zuzi fluttered her bright, pure eyes, her lashes flickering like a row of Feng Yu: "Nope."
The Ancestor is many, many thousands of years old.
How can I be as young as eighteen?
Bao Gucheng swallowed his frustration, his Adam’s apple rolling hard: "Forget it. We’ll talk when you turn eighteen."
No matter how unbearable it is.
He wouldn’t lay a hand on a minor.
His big hand grasped her outstretched little finger, gently kissed it, then held it firmly in his palm, slowly rubbing it: "Don’t let other doctors examine you in the future."
He solemnly warned.
And added: "Especially male doctors."
Especially that cavalier male doctor, Bai Fei.
Today’s entire check-up was a conspiracy, huh, does he think I don’t know?
Early in the morning, Bai Fei bragged via ssage, saying he would organize a physical exam for all the students, hinting at the lack of opportunity for him to examine the little girl.
Does he think I can’t hear the underlying aning?
Despite the tight construction schedule, he ca back resolutely, just in ti before Bai Fei could take her pulse.
If he had been a step late, wouldn’t Bai Fei have taken advantage of her?
Zuzi listened with partly understanding, partly not: "Mm-hm. The Ancestor is very healthy, no need for check-ups. Mm, if I don’t feel well... as long as Xiao Cheng slls , everything will be fine."
Bao Gucheng: "..."
Being openly teased for kisses every day by the little girl, he, as a perfectly healthy man, really is... about to explode.
This teasing debt, he will definitely repay in full in the future, reciprocating the courtesy!
Taking a deep breath,.
In the end, he couldn’t resist tightening his grip on the back of her head, leaning down once again...
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