The fairy is fierce

In the room with the doors and windows closed, a green lamp was placed on the desk.

Wu Qingwan, with her clothes slightly unbuttoned, was lying on the pillow, her hands folded on her waist, her eyes closed and waiting to be repaired.

Her cloud-white long skirt was tightly attached to her body, and her lying posture made her figure undulate like mountains. Even though her figure was restrained by her clothes, she could still show her extraordinary size.

What attracted people's attention most was her face. She was obviously very nervous, but she deliberately pretended to be serious and stable. As long as there was a slight movement, her eyelashes would tremble.

Zuo Lingquan looked at the indescribable scene in front of him, and the hundreds of emotions in his heart gradually turned into a little funny.

He thought about it, fell down and lay down beside Wu Qingwan, and closed his eyes.

"..."

In the room where a man and a woman lived together, there was silence for a long time, and only the water flow outside and the two breathing sounds in the room could be heard.

Huhu

One breath was steady, the other was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and occasionally condensed.

It is true that Wu Qingwan has lived for decades, but she is still a woman who has never experienced sex. It is her first time to sleep with someone. No matter how steady and serious she pretends to be, she is nervous in her heart.

She closed her eyes and waited for the moment when Zuo Lingquan would rush over, and she wanted to scold him with words like "No kissing, no touching, only cultivation".

But after waiting for most of the day, there was no movement around, and it felt as unbearable as the time before the torture. She wanted to fight quickly and end it quickly, but she also wanted time to pass slowly and not start so soon.

These emotions were reflected on Wu Qingwan's face, which was sometimes red and sometimes white, and her eyebrows were sometimes relaxed and sometimes frowned.

After waiting for an unknown period of time, Wu Qingwan, no matter how good her temper was, could not bear it anymore. She opened her eyes a little and glanced to the side, but saw Zuo Lingquan lying upright like her, and his expression seemed a little nervous.

Wu Qingwan was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, turned her head and looked at the profile close at hand:

"Lingquan?"

"Hmm?"

"You... why don't you start?"

"Uh..."

Zuo Lingquan opened his eyes, his face showing a bit of embarrassment, and explained:

"Well... I'm only seventeen, I didn't get close to women before, so..."? ?

Wu Qingwan was stunned for a moment, turned sideways, supported the bed with her hands, looked down at the little baby in front of her, and her voice was also a bit embarrassed:

"You... you don't know how to do it?"

Zuo Lingquan knows how to do it, and he has a lot of tricks, but Wu Qingwan pretended to be uninterested in him, played the role for several days, and wanted him to take the initiative, which made him a little dissatisfied. So he nodded seriously:

"Yes. I haven't touched a girl, Senior Wu, can you do it?"

I know a hammer...

Wu Qingwan was stunned. She has been practicing in Qihuang Valley since she was young, and Qihuang Valley has strict rules. She doesn't know as much about this as ordinary women in the market; she may have read the principles in books, but how can she know how to actually do it?

"Aren't men born with this kind of thing? It's just like pairing up spirit beasts. Put them together and they will naturally do that..."

Zuo Lingquan opened his eyes and looked at Wanwan who was full of confusion:

"I'm not a spirit beast, so I'm not good at it anyway. Senior Wu doesn't know it either."

Wu Qingwan thought so too. She pursed her lips, picked up the jade slip in her hand, put it in Zuo Lingquan's hand, and said softly:

"Well...just follow what is written here and practice it."

Zuo Lingquan was a little helpless: "It only says how to practice it when you do that, but it doesn't say how to do it."

This is the truth. No matter how basic the Qi refining method is, it will not teach people the most basic things like acupoints. "Qinglian Zhengjing" is at least a heavenly level method. If it still needs to teach people how to combine yin and yang, then this IQ probably can't learn it.

Wu Qingwan blinked her eyes. She had never expected to be stumped by this. She hesitated;

"Then...what should I do?"

Zuo Lingquan slightly spread his hands: "Senior Wu is our teacher. How can I know if you ask me? How about asking someone?"

"..."

Wu Qingwan's expression was tangled. She slowly lay down again, pursing her lips, and was about to say something, obviously not knowing what to say.

Zuo Lingquan turned his head, looked at the charming profile, and whispered:

"How about hugging first to feel it?"

Wu Qingwan's eyes turned and nodded slightly, but she still reminded him:

"Lingquan, don't mess around. We are just practicing. That's all. No kissing, and don't touch hands randomly, because that has nothing to do with practice."

"I'll just hug you, not mess around."

Zuo Lingquan lay down a little closer, raised his arms and hugged Wu Qingwan, and hugged her soft and plump figure into his arms.

"Oh..."

Wu Qingwan shuddered visibly, her body tensed, but her expression was forced to remain calm, and she closed her eyes.

Zuo Lingquan's heartbeat was also very fast, and he was a little agitated, but he had extraordinary self-control and did not show any signs of being impatient. He hugged Wu Qingwan in front of him, let her lean on his shoulder, and said softly:

"How about we chat first?"

Wu Qingwan was so confused that she didn't know what to say, but in front of the juniors, she still had to act more stable, she pursed her lips:

"What?"

"Senior Wu... Can I call you Wanwan? It's weird to call you senior, I always feel like I'm betraying my teacher and ancestors."

Wu Qingwan's breath condensed, and she exhaled softly:

"No, we are just practicing, and I am still the teacher in name."

"Alas..."

There was a slight silence for a while.

Wu Qingwan opened her eyes and took a look. Seeing Zuo Lingquan motionless and lacking in interest, she closed her eyes again:

"You can scream if you want, but you can only scream when you are practicing."

Zuo Lingquan nodded with satisfaction, put his hand on Wu Qingwan's waist, and rubbed it slowly:

"How about you tell me about the past?"

Wu Qingwan leaned forward slightly, obviously trying to avoid the hand on her waist, but leaning forward was close to Zuo Lingquan, so she endured it and said warmly:

"There's nothing to say. I was born in Jintang County, and came to Qihuang Valley when I was six years old. I was the same as Jiang Yi's mother. We cultivated together in Qihuang Valley, and every day was the same. Later, Jiang Yi's mother I got married, gave birth to Jiang Yi, and I brought Jiang Yi up... For so many years, I spent 30% of my time sleeping, 50% of my time practicing, and the remaining 20% ​​was busy with miscellaneous things, and it seemed like there was nothing special. And you?"

Zuo Lingquan hugged the warm nephrite, pulled up the thin quilt, covered the two of them, and thought about it:

"I started practicing swordsmanship when I was three years old. I practiced a thousand swords every day for fourteen years. Then I came to the capital. I have nothing to say."

"This is how cultivation is. A lifespan of hundreds of years can easily lead to a few decades of experience. We are all just starting out and have not yet come out of the mountain... Lingquan!"

At the end of Wu Qingwan's words, her eyes were slightly cold and her tone suddenly became heavier.

Zuo Lingquan made a movement, slightly moved his dishonest left hand under the quilt from behind Wu Qingwan, and said with a smile:

"What's the matter?"

Wu Qingwan could no longer restrain the blush on her face, so she blew out the oil lamp in the distance. She whispered:

"You have to remember our mutual identities. We can do what we can do, and we can't do what we can't do. Do you understand?"

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and asked: "What can be done? What cannot be done?"

"..."

Wu Qingwan's red lips parted slightly, but she was speechless.

Zuo Lingquan put his hand back again, and with his right hand, he opened the skirt of his clothes and said softly:

"Whether Senior Wu likes me or not, I like Senior Wu, otherwise I would not agree to such a thing. As for when I fell in love with him, I can't say clearly. I just think that Senior Wu is considerate and very heartwarming. If I insist, Speaking of time, it should be the first time I went to Evergreen Mountain. When Senior Wu dropped a sword from the tree and killed the big snake, I was really amazed at that time. I felt that the fairies in the sky were nothing more than this..."

Wu Qingwan bit her lower lip and said in a suppressed voice:

"It's just practice, don't say these things..."

Zuo Lingquan rubbed the lotus seeds on the carp among the flowers and asked:

"When did Senior Wu have a crush on me?"

"I don't like you, it's just the teacher."

"Oh...when did you appreciate me?"

"..."

Wu Qingwan arched her steps and closed her eyes. Xiafei's cheeks and breathing became confused. Her red lips opened and closed for a long time before she uttered:

"The first time I saw you."

The words are soft. Maybe I have said so much today, but this sentence is from the bottom of my heart.

Zuo Lingquan paused for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Wu Qingwan, who had half-squinted eyes, with a blush on his cheeks right before his eyes.

"Uh... That's because I'm late. When I first saw Senior Wu, I didn't really have any bad intentions. I just thought it was so spectacular..."

"What spectacle?"

"uh-huh."

"Oh...you! If you want to kill or cut into pieces, hurry up, and if you keep talking nonsense, I'm leaving!"

Zuo Lingquan's eyebrows were all smiles, and his breathing was a little unsteady. After thinking about it, he leaned closer and kissed Hong Yanzhi.

"Woo..."

Wu Qingwan was so excited that the blush on her cheeks had spread to her neck. She trembled again and turned her head slightly to avoid:

"No... no kissing, you have to be obedient, otherwise..."

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyebrows: "What else? How about forgetting it?"

"..."

The blush on Wu Qingwan's face faded a little, and she opened her eyes with a cold look, which probably meant 'just tell me if you want to die'.

"cough."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, he was really a little timid, he put away his condescending look, smiled politely, and then ignored the warning and leaned forward.

Wu Qingwan's Qingshui eyes softened again, and she put her hand on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, trying to resist, but at this moment, there was no way to avoid it.

Her body was slightly heavy, and Wu Qingwan felt that Zuo Lingquan was all over her body, and there was no place to hide. Her feet were arched under the thin quilt, rubbing gently on the sheets, her hands tightly holding Zuo Lingquan's sleeves, her eyes Gradually, he became distracted, and the blush on his face became deeper and deeper...

swish swish

At some point, the wind picked up outside the window again, blowing thousands of green bamboos swaying in the spring breeze, making a subtle sound.

There was no sound in the small courtyard without lights and fire, and there seemed to be no movement, but faint humming could be heard.

The vast moonlight shrouded the valley, the sun, moon and stars were passing by. I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly a slightly clear voice sounded in the night: "Oh~" It hurt a little, but the sound was very short, and it seemed that he covered his mouth immediately.

After that, there was no sound anymore, leaving only wisps of spring breeze, leaking out from the gaps in the windows, blending into the spring world...——

This adds up to six chapters. I originally wanted to publish it as one big chapter, but I was afraid that the next chapter would be missing, so I divided it into two chapters.

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