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"Um... Hmm..." Duan Jinzhi awkwardly smiled, waiting for his master to finish eating before clearing the table. Just as he turned around, Ning Xuan spoke again: "Jinzhi..."
This made Duan Jinzhi suddenly stop in his tracks. He dared not turn around, as his recent advances towards his master had become increasingly obvious, and his master was not foolish; he must have noticed long ago. "Jinzhi, the days ahead are long. If you stay at sect and never leave, you won't make any progress."
"......" Duan Jinzhi was about to retort, but then realized that he couldn't bring himself to face his master.
"So, do you understand what I mean?"
"Disciple I understand," he responded, and as Ning Xuan watched his disciple walk away with a tray, he felt a little regretful.
Looking down at the ground, he thought, "If Jinzhi really reaches the Dong Xu stage, there won't be much for me to teach as his master. Staying in the sect for so long isn't good for anyone. He never interacts with the opposite sex, and I'm the only one here. It's normal for him to have unusual feelings towards me. I hope he can leave soon..."
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. Ning Xuan sighed uneasily and shook his head, frowning as he turned his back to the entire room.
That afternoon, Duan Jinzhi bid farewell to Ning Xuan, bowing with his hands together, saying, "Master, disciple doesn't know how long it will be before I can see Master again. I hope Master is well."
"Mmm..." Ning Xuan sat in a high position, quietly watching the disciple in front of him. At this moment, his heart was extremely uncomfortable. He had never felt any unease when bidding farewell to his other disciples.
He watched Duan Jinzhi leave with wide eyes, watching him disappear before his eyes. "In the end, this day came too quickly."
sect Outside, Duan Jinzhi crossed his arms in front of his chest, blew a whistle, and said, "Hmph, so what if I leave? I want to see how long you can hold on, Master. Anyway, there are no new disciples to teach recently, so I'll let you stay in the sect alone."
Ning Xuan didn't think much about it. He only knew that his words were too heavy. Perhaps those few times were really just dreams. As his restless emotions gradually spread, he suddenly stood up from the chair. When he came to his senses, disciple had already left.
At night, a lonely person lies in bed, tossing and turning unable to sleep, their mind filled with memories of those few times of comfortable yet unsettling intimacy.
At this point, he touched his stomach, which had never been marked by anyone. Even though Jinzhi had wanted to accompany him several times, he had always refused. Now that person was gone, he felt lonely. That night, he couldn't sleep at all. The next day, he felt listless, got up quietly, made tea in the study, and read a book. Suddenly, he realized that the usual banter was missing, and it felt quite desolate.
For three consecutive days, he had not heard disciple's voice, had not eaten the meals cooked by disciple, and had not received disciple's warm greetings. Losing all of this made him feel like the past few hundred years had been in vain.
"Ah..." He sighed quietly, looking uneasy with furrowed brows. "Will he come back? It seems like no one who left sect as a disciple has ever returned."
Thinking of this, he tightened his clothes, never having longed for someone so much before.
Five days later, in the evening, in the bedroom, Ning Xuan was breathing uneasily, tightly clutching the blanket with a pair of eyes like spring tides. He rubbed his legs against the blanket, murmuring, "Mmm..." and swallowing hard, calling out the name of the already departed disciple, "Jinzhi... Jinzhi... ah..."
After a long time, a thick stream of semen finally sprayed out, "Mmm..." He relaxed his thighs, and his muddy body stood up from the bed. His clothes were already wet in the middle. Blushing, he opened the wardrobe, where all the indecent clothes were neatly folded and cleaned. He casually picked one and put it on.
When I returned to bed, I fell asleep in a daze. This kind of day lasted for more than half a month, almost every night immersed in self-comfort and self-deprecation. But in the end, he found it increasingly difficult to be satisfied, whether from friction or position. He even preferred to have a comfortable intimate moment with Jinzhi.
But now Jinzhi has left.
Life always seems to be poor and boring. Promiscuous at night, dignified during the day, Ning Xuan never imagined that he would turn out to be such a person.
On this particular night, the door was tightly closed, and the curtains on the bed were drawn. He nestled in the covers, and his fingers slipped halfway into his own wet female orifice. "Mmm..." His usual aloof demeanor was completely at odds with his current state.
He sobbed uneasily, growing increasingly thirsty for meat, and suddenly felt regret for Jinzhi's departure.
"Um... Jinzhi..." he suddenly called out loudly, and in an instant, the entire sect fell into the barrier. "Master, are you looking for me?" The familiar voice instantly made Ning Xuan freeze on the bed. He quickly withdrew his fingers from the female orifice and turned around to see Jinzhi standing quietly in front of his bed.
The smiling face raised an eyebrow, Ning Xuan propped himself up, half-covered his head with the blanket, and let his scattered hair hang over his shoulder, keeping silent.
Duan Jinzhi opened the curtain and sat on the bed, reaching out to touch his master's cheek, "Master?"
Ning Xuan did not respond, he knew he was blushing and pleasuring himself under the covers, and being caught by his own disciple was very embarrassing.
Seeing that Duan Jinzhi did not speak, he took off his clothes and got on his master's bed, panting heavily as he said, "Master, you call me so diligently during the day, and even more diligently at night. Now, I want to form a Soulmate relationship with you, Master... will you still refuse?" He leaned in and asked softly.
Ning Xuan turned her head away, blushing but not refusing, allowing her disciple to do as he pleased.
Duan Jinzhi smiled at the other person, "Then... after Master wakes up, don't blame your disciple." He said as he undid his belt, revealing his large dick popping out of his pants.
Ning Xuan's gaze flickered, and he nervously swallowed, gripping the blanket as disciple suddenly grabbed his waist and pushed him onto the bed.
"Jin... Jinzhi..." Ning Xuan clutched the sheets, anxiously looking at the familiar disciple.
"I'm here," Duan Jinzhi responded with a smile. He spread his master's legs, and the female orifice that had already been penetrated was dripping with water. He clicked his tongue and said, "Master, as the disciple has said, you are not allowed to touch this place." His finger brushed over Ning Xuan's trembling orifice.
"In the future, the disciple will sleep with the master every day. If the master desires, the disciple will satisfy you every day." As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his body and pressed his swollen flesh against the tender orifice.
Ning Xuan suddenly opened his eyes wide and glanced at Duan Jinzhi. He had thought the other party would refuse, but instead he heard, "Be gentle."
He smiled and nodded, "Okay."
I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill that request.
"Master?" Duan Jinzhi stopped moving, the entire dick inserted deep into the master's female orifice, pressing against the cervix.
Ning Xuan's eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't know what to say. At this moment, all he knew was that he had been mounted by his disciple, and his orifice was filled with a large dick.
"Master, are you willing to become soulmates with disciple?" Duan Jinzhi asked again. The hand resting on his stomach was already emitting spiritual power, ready to imprint him at any moment.
Ning Xuan covered her eyes with her arm, blushing, and nodded. She let out a soft "Mmm..." and suddenly felt a wave of comfort on her stomach.
Duan Jinzhi's force pierced Ning Xuan's abdomen, and a 'Jin' character appeared below his right hip. He took his master's hand and whispered, "Master, it's your turn."
Upon hearing this, Ning Xuan raised his hand, intending to strike Jinzhi's abdomen, but suddenly realized that the ' dick' was still inserted in his own vagina. When he came to his senses, the ' dick' had penetrated a bit further into his lower body. He then imprinted the mark, and the character 'Xuan' flashed below the opponent's left hip.
After completing all the procedures, he was put down by someone. Duan Jinzhi lifted the master's legs and placed them on his shoulders, and the dick buried in the flesh orifice began to move.
"Ah..." Ning Xuan covered his mouth as the front and back thrusting of the dick rubbed against his flesh tube, causing layers of lewd fluid to be inserted out, sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly.
"Um..." He was grabbed around the waist by someone, watching his disciple galloping vigorously. Suddenly, the other person smiled gently at him, and Ning Xuan's heart was stirred. A surge of lust directly sprayed onto the " dick " buried in his flesh orifice. "Ah..." He uneasily shook his head, but then heard the " Jinzhi " softly ask, "Is it comfortable?"
That question made him let down his guard. "Mmm..." he responded softly, but then he was lifted from the bed and sat in the other person's lap. Due to gravity, the flesh orifice, which was already tightly packed, now became even tighter.
"Um..." Ning Xuan was excited and hugged Jinzhi with both hands, "Slow down, it's too fast."
"Okay." Duan Jinzhi didn't listen, lifted the master's buttocks and started moving his lower body. The dick went in and out again and again. Ning Xuan, who was already wet, had soaked the sheets by now.
I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill that request.
When she came to her senses, Ning Xuan was being held in someone's arms, and Duan Jinzhi asked softly, "Are you comfortable?"
"Mm," Ning Xuan nodded, and suddenly the dick slipped out of her own hole, and a pool of spring water covered the entire bed.
"Master, go to sleep. Everything is fine. When you wake up, disciple will still be here, not gone."
"Okay." Ning Xuan reluctantly let go of Jinzhi's arm.
On the contrary, Jinzhi glanced at the bed, clicked his tongue, and could only diligently tidy it up by himself.
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