Villain: Master: Just be a canary

Chapter 38

After the second day.

Saintess' Peak,

Saintess' Hall

Jun Wuhui knocked on the Saintess' door.

The saint looked at the visitor expressionlessly

"Why, after not seeing you for a week, I thought you didn’t dare to come."

Liu Qinghuan's teasing words echoed in the hall.

"Oh, why don't I dare?"

Jun Wuhui came to the saint's incense couch and sat down. He greedily inhaled the fragrance emanating from the inside out of the beauty next to him.

"Yo, just finished taking a shower? There is still a refreshing fragrance floating around the body."

The saint looked disgusted and stretched out her hand to push Jun Wuhui away.

"Go take a shower, or you're not allowed to go to my bed"

"No, come and let me hug you."

Jun Wuhui said cowardly.

The saint looked at him coldly.

"Don't forget, the two of us are just in a cooperative relationship. You are only beneficial to the growth of my cultivation. Don't push yourself too far!"

"Tsk tsk, okay, I just like your cold expression"

"I hope you can still maintain it later!"

Jun Wuhui smiled.

He threw the remaining gift bag to Liu Qinghuan.

"After I come out, I have to see you put it on"

"Otherwise I will make you unable to get out of bed for ten days and a half!"

Liu Qinghuan took the box thrown by Jun Wuhui and smiled contemptuously.

"I don’t know, in the past two weeks, I don’t know who it was, but I was holding my waist and ran away."

Jun Wuhui paused as he went to the bathroom, his mouth twitching slightly.

In that month or so, he practiced with the saint several times.

Although his strength level did not improve much, his spirituality was consolidated and transformed. He became richer and richer.

But whatever you gain, you have to lose something.

As the old saying goes, there are no plowed fields, only exhausted cows.

Liu Qingqiu... gradually tasted the sweetness of dual cultivation, and no longer resisted it as before.

They started to cooperate.

That is, last week, both of them suffered losses.

"You weren't much better then."

Jun Wuhui ignored the saint's teasing and stepped into the bathroom after leaving a word.

Both of them were in the same boat, so no one could criticize the other.

Watching Jun Wuhui enter the bathroom, a gleam of light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes.

He didn't know. What was she thinking?

She lowered her head and opened the box.

What caught her eyes made her eyes widen.

"This, this, this... what is this!"

"You have no regrets! What on earth is this thing you gave me!" A blush appeared unnaturally on Liu Qinghuan's cold face.

"Ah, that~"

Jun Wuhui brought up the same rhetoric he had with Master Xianzi again.

"This is the clothes I specially made for you after measuring each step on your body."

"The clothes, skirts, socks, and shoes are all inside, and there are instructions on how to put them on. When I come out, I must see you wearing them, otherwise there will be punishment." Jun Wuhui said with a smile while taking a bath. Although the body of a cultivator is clean, Jun Wuhui is still willing to do things like taking a bath to enjoy life.

"We are just a cooperative relationship, you have no right to order me!"

The saint said angrily

"Haha, no, no, no, I have never regarded you as a cooperative relationship, you are just a toy of mine.…"

"Don't make me wait too long."

Jun Wuhui's deep voice came from the bathroom.

The saint's hair stood on end immediately, remembering the first scene.

"No, I can't sit still and wait for death anymore! Only I can take the initiative! Liu

Qinghuan secretly made up his mind and stretched out his hand into the box.……

……

With a relaxed and comfortable look on his face, Jun

Wuhui slowly walked out of the bathroom after taking a bath.

I saw this scene.

A cold woman sat on the incense couch with an expressionless face.

Her appearance is as beautiful as a delicate flower, with a stick bent in her hand, as if she is preparing to impart knowledge or impose strict discipline.

She wears a pair of exquisite glasses on the bridge of her elegant nose, exuding intellectual majesty. light.

He was wearing a pure white shirt with a wide open collar, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

The baby granary is as proud as a hill.

The shirt is stretched so tightly that it bulges high, as if the buttons of the shirt are about to pop open at the next moment. The lace bra under the shirt is looming, and the hip-hugging skirt that hugs her skin outlines the curves of her perfect figure. Her straight long legs, which were originally carved from pink and jade, were stacked together and wrapped in black silk. Smooth as silk. Her feet were slightly raised, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes were hooked between her feet. They were shaking up and down, exuding a unique charm, like a enchanting succubus, a noble and cold queen. It makes people fall into an inescapable fantasy. Even the group of bald men from Daleiyin Temple saw this scene. Maybe it will crawl on the ground and become a dog. Jun Wuhui moved his nose unnaturally, as if something was flowing out of his nose. When Liu Qingqiu saw Jun Wuhui looking so embarrassed, he couldn't help but feel happy! You bullied me so badly, I want to bully you back!

"come over."

A cold and condescending voice came from Liu Qinghuan's mouth.

For some reason,

Jun Wuhui felt like he didn't want to resist.

He rubbed his nose.

He wanted to see what the little toy wanted to do

, so he left blankly. Go over and come to Liu Qinghuan.

The corners of Liu Qinghuan's mouth are slightly raised.

Her smooth and straight hair has now become wavy curls, hanging on her shoulders.

A pair of eyes like mist, watching quietly Jun Wuhui is like a fairy in the sky who cannot eat the fireworks of the earth. He is noble and elegant, and has an indescribable charm.

The scene in front of him instantly ignited the flame in General Wuhui's heart and reached its peak!

"do I look good?"

Liu Qinghuan's charming eyes were as silky as silk.

A single movement of the screen could arouse the desire in Jun Wuhui's heart.

It only took a few sparks to completely detonate it.

A red light of desire appeared in Jun Wuhui's eyes, and he was about to speak.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped on the body by a stick. The stick was made of paper, and it didn't hurt when hit on the body.

But he was beaten for no reason.

Jun Wu regretted that he didn't want to lose face?

What's more, it was a small toy.

Just as he was about to have an attack, he met the saint's serious gaze.