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Being desecrated, having my body invaded, being forcibly kissed, these things that should never have happened to me, have all become reality in the end.
In my dreams, I am powerless to resist, showing such a strong desire, a desire to unite with my disciple, to become the one beneath him.
Ning Xuan The next day, after waking up, Ning Xuan anxiously rubbed his eyebrows. His legs were obviously no longer sore, as if he had become accustomed to this kind of dream and actually wanted to try it for real.
"Sigh..." He sighed, lifted the covers and got out of bed. He looked at the breakfast already prepared on the table, the familiar smell still lingering in the air.
' Jinzhi He has been at sect for quite a few years, I wonder if he has a preferred woman or man, if he does...'
As he thought about this, his expression darkened, and his hand, which had been holding food, paused in mid-air. He sighed softly and continued eating, 'If there really is someone, should I let him go?'
At this time, he did not know his feelings for Duan Jinzhi, perhaps because he had always been alone for a long time, and no one had ever cared for him, nor dared to bully him, so his emotions were always dull.
He attributed everything to a dream, and upon waking up, everything returned to its original state.
After finishing breakfast and setting down the chopsticks, servent finished tidying up. I checked the time and realized it was the day of the monthly meeting. I was just about to get up when I heard familiar footsteps and voices outside the house.
"Master?" Duan Jinzhi poked his head out and looked at me with a smile.
"Okay," Ning Xuan replied with a faint smile. "What's up?"
Listening to Ning Xuan's response, Duan Jinzhi walked into the room and scratched his head. "Master, are you going to another meeting?"
"Um, the Grand Elder has called for a meeting, and there are new disciples coming up recently, I..."
"Master..." Before Ning Xuan could finish, Duan Jinzhi hastily said, "Could we, could we... wait until the disciple has made some progress, Master, before selecting the next disciple... I'm afraid..."
Ning Xuan looked at the uneasy servent in front of him, smiled, and ruffled the other's head. He didn't say anything, but he felt a bit uncomfortable listening to Duan Jinzhi's words.
Duan Jinzhi watched as Ning Xuan left the bedroom, feeling a bit afraid. "Tch..." His gaze was a bit displeased, and he also felt a bit anxious. "Dare to come over, and I'll knock you down and make you cry for your mom to take you home."
Half an hour later, Ning Xuan had already arrived at the conference hall. As usual, as soon as he sat down, the people behind him started chattering again.
"Ning Xuan, the Celestial Master, is here alone again."
"Yes, it's still the Yuan Ying stage."
"It seems like it can't be broken through."
"Oh, I heard that today xxCelestial Master is bringing their Soulmate over."
"Really?"
"Yes, it seems like they just got together and made a vow."
"Is it a man or a woman? What was their previous relationship?"
"I don't know."
The conversation behind him made Ning Xuan raise his eyebrows. His hands trembled slightly, and the dreams from the night before and the night before that had given him a slight fantasy about Jinzhi. In his heart, he also hoped that one day he could hold his partner's hand and walk in here.
He didn't say it out loud, but he also longed for it in his heart. He took a sip of tea with a heavy breath, feeling uncomfortable inside. Unconsciously, when he came to his senses, those servent ren had all come up to him.
"Ning Xuan?" The elder suddenly called out to him.
"What?" He came to his senses and looked blankly at the crowd.
"Don't you have any disciples in mind?" The elder stroked his beard, his gaze lingering on Ning Xuan for a long time. "It seems like he's about to break through. It's been a long time since there has been such a significant change in his aura."
Ning Xuan coughed softly, feeling anxious at the thought of bringing a strange disciple back to the sect and being seen by Jinzhi. He would surely be displeased. "Elder, Ning Xuan still has a disciple, Jinzhi, who has not made any progress in recent years. I think it's best to let the Celestial Master take over the task of accepting new disciples."
As he finished speaking and stood up to bow, a harsh voice came from behind him.
"Pretending to be someone you're not."
"That's right. Saying it's to give the position to another Celestial Master, but actually it's because they can't teach themselves. Hehe, stuck in the early stages and not making progress, how could they dare to take on disciples? They're just afraid that the disciples they bring out will be shaky all the time."
"Yeah, the way she used to look so aloof and cold made me sick, so fake."
The voice behind them grew louder, and the Celestial Masters nearby all listened, but no one spoke up for Ning Xuan.
Everyone understands in their hearts that many Celestial Master and Ning Xuan come from the same sect, but in the end, the master let Ning Xuan take charge of the sect. Although Ning Xuan is young and has potential for growth, he has not made any progress, and there have been people wanting to pull Ning Xuan down from his position.
A dull and uneventful meeting ended just like that.
After leaving the house, Ning Xuan just sighed softly. He is not aloof, never has that kind of indifferent image. It's just that he dares not face his own body, not daring to expose his secret in front of everyone. Just because he has an organ that shouldn't belong to him.
With a heavy heart and unease, I returned home. Just as I was about to push open the door and enter the room, I saw Jinzhi sitting quietly at the table. In that instant when he turned his head, I caught the anger in his eyes.
But in that same moment of seeing him, it turned into surprise and confusion. "Master..."
Duan Jinzhi hurriedly stood up and ran to Ning Xuan's side, but didn't see the person he wanted to see.
"What's wrong?" Ning Xuan didn't expose him.
"Master... where is my junior martial brother?" He held his breath, thinking that the servent must have been taken downstairs to change clothes or gone to the room to rest, but instead he heard the master say, "I don't trust you, so I didn't choose a disciple."
Gradually, Duan Jinzhi's unease turned into surprise. "Really?"
"Okay," Ning Xuan responded with a smile as he let Jinzhi lead him by the hand, watching his disciple's happy expression. He felt that his decision was the right one.
"Of course, disciple. I will definitely work hard. Master... could you give me some more guidance?"
"Okay."
The two entered the room, Duan Jinzhi closed the door, and suddenly the sound of the door made Ning Xuan feel uneasy. He shook himself out of his daze, calmed down, and told himself, 'It's daytime now, I shouldn't be thinking about this. He is disciple, he is Jinzhi, not a dream.'
Duan Jinzhi also noticed something off about his master, but he had no intention of doing anything strange. The two of them just sat at the table, with Ning Xuan talking about things, and Jinzhi listening attentively, occasionally making simple physical contact with his master.
He also noticed that his master didn't reject him, but instead seemed like his own tactics were somewhat successful?
At night, Duan Jinzhi left Ning Xuan's bedroom and returned to his own room. He tossed and turned in bed before finally falling asleep.
On the other hand, Ning Xuan furrowed his brow and couldn't fall asleep at all, his restless heart pounding.
"Will I dream of Jinzhi tonight?"
I muttered to myself, only to realize what I was saying after I came to my senses.
Anxious, he covered his head, feeling a bit shy and even longing for something. He kept thinking about having a good night's sleep with the other person, but the next day, nothing happened at all.
When he woke up, he felt very uncomfortable. He moved his legs, but his body felt normal. He couldn't pinpoint exactly where the discomfort was coming from.
"Celestial Master, it's time for breakfast," a servent outside the room said loudly, bringing in delicious food with the familiar taste. Although he enjoyed the meal, he still felt unhappy.
"Last night, why didn't I dream of Jinzhi... Did I make him angry by choosing disciple on my own? But he didn't seem angry, he even happily called me 'master'..." The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
Suddenly, "Master?" The person outside the room was once again leaning against the door frame, poking their head in.
Ning Xuan had just finished eating. He put down his chopsticks and waved at the other person. Watching Jinzhi happily run to his side, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.
"What's wrong?" Ning Xuan stepped back from the table and went to the nearby desk. Duan Jinzhi followed and pouted, saying, "Master, disciple... disciple dreamed of Master last night."
"Hmm?" Ning Xuan raised an eyebrow as soon as he heard it.
"Master, in my dream, you mentioned that you have someone you like and want to engage in tantric sex with him..." Duan Jinzhi carefully observed his master's expression as he said this.
The result was that the master raised an eyebrow and said firmly, "Impossible," rejecting it.
"Oh, that's good. I thought the master was going to abandon me. I was thinking, if I leave the master, how will I live in the future? If master's father or the master's wife doesn't like me, I will cry." The more he said, the more pitiful he became, and Ning Xuan turned to look at the anxious servent.
Those big hands rubbed, "Don't think about things that don't exist."
"Okay." Duan Jinzhi behaved quite normally, but after he left, he couldn't sleep all night, and Ning Xuan was also very lonely.
At night, he snuggled under the blanket, "Mmm..." blushing, he buried his head in the blanket, thinking about the invasion of the dick, thinking about repeatedly occupying his lower body, thinking about that sensation, suddenly a wave of lewd fluid flowed down.
I'm here to help. What can I do for you?
I am at the breaking point inside...
In the following four or five days, he didn't dream of Jinzhi again. During the day, the servent stood quietly beside him, occasionally asking this and that. Sometimes, even with physical contact, he didn't dare to ask about Jinzhi or what the servent thought of him.
He can't bring himself to say it.
"Master? Master?" Duan Jinzhi called a few times, and Ning Xuan came to his senses, awkwardly nodding, "What's wrong?"
"How come Master is distracted?" Duan Jinzhi said as he put down the book and quietly sat across from Master, only to see Master shaking his head uneasily. "It's nothing."
"If Master doesn't say, how would the disciple know?"
"It's okay, I'm going to take a nap, you continue."
"Okay."
As Ning Xuan turned around, Duan Jinzhi raised an eyebrow and licked his lips as he smiled at the figure's back. "It's been quite a few days, hasn't it? Master can't hold back anymore. I wonder if you've missed me recently. I've been missing Master a lot, and also my Little Man."
Back in the room, Ning Xuan sighed. He had been very tired lately, with no energy to teach his disciple.
When he got here, he took off his clothes and put on the pajamas that had been washed and put away by him before.
This is the first time he has worn this outfit since he dreamed of Jinzhi, I wonder if it will happen again at noon today...
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