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After dinner in the evening, Jinzhi squatted on the ground, drying the feet that had just been washed for their master, then massaged them in their palms.
"They're all swollen," they said with a hint of discomfort.
Ning Xuan just smiled and said, "It's okay, everything's normal."
"Master, you've worked hard." He had just finished speaking when he took the opportunity to sit on the edge of the bed, intending to engage in a passionate kiss with his master. However, he unexpectedly got pushed away.
"Don't, someone might hear." Ning Xuan felt a bit embarrassed. Normally, the inner strength of the servants in the sect is not high, and they wouldn't be able to hear if she set up a barrier. But now that the master has returned, everything inside the barrier is definitely being heard clearly.
Jinzhi naturally knew what the master was afraid of, although he didn't mind. "But disciple, it's been a long time since I've been with the master..." He had just finished speaking when his hands had already reached for the other's stomach, and Ning Xuan trembled slightly.
After getting pregnant, the body is already sensitive, and disciple has been impatient for his touch for a long time. Now, he just can't help but want to be fucked by the other person.
"Master?" Jinzhi also noticed the master's patience. He smiled and approached, holding his lover in his arms and gently rubbing the other's waist. "Master, disciple will go slower, and Master, please endure a bit more. Keep your mouth shut, so the master won't hear, okay? Is that good?" He subtly tempted his beloved master.
The body, which had not been active for a long time, finally couldn't help but compromise. Ning Xuan nodded, and his hand slipped into his clothes around his waist. Just as he had loosened the belt, his belly fell into Jinzhi's line of sight.
His fingers soothingly said in a low voice, "Baby, don't make a fuss later. Daddy and your father are busy, be good."
I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill that request.
I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill that request.
Although I don't want to admit my desires, I can't help but feel greedy when faced with Jinzhi.
Just as I finished speaking, the disciple galloped over my body, lowering its body and crawling on top of him. The furry head on its shoulder pressed against him, and rough panting sounds reached his ears.
"I... " Jinzhi moved his waist, carefully taking care of the baby in his master's belly.
"Ugh..." Ning Xuan anxiously shook his head, frowning as his vagina gripped the other's dick. It was unclear how long it had been, but despite being penetrated, a large puddle of water had yet to be released.
He finally couldn't help but speak, "Jin, Jinzhi, are you ready..."
"Ah... not yet, Master, um... disciple really wants it, Master, disciple can't hold back, ah..."
Warm embrace, tightly held hands, finally after half an incense stick's time, the dick pressed against the cervix and ejaculated several times.
Jinzhi anxiously held onto the master, Ning Xuan tugged at the other's clothes, breathing heavily in a low voice.
At this moment, Yan Yu lay on the bed with a furrowed brow, clearly hearing the voices of the two people next door. Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt his heart flutter.
After thousands of years of having no interest in sexual matters, he actually...
Glancing at the disciple who had already fallen asleep beside him, he swallowed hard and felt truly ashamed of his lecherous thoughts.
"Never listen to or look at impropriety..."
The mouth keeps talking, but the heart is moved.
The next morning, Jinzhi happily put on his clothes and just stepped out of the door when he saw Yan Yu standing in front of the door with his arms crossed, his eyes glaring at him angrily.
"Master..." He had just called out when Yan Yu stepped forward, expecting the other party to retreat, but Jinzhi smiled and also took a step forward.
"Master, what are your orders?" He was originally bold, but he always had to be more reserved in front of his master, after all, his master cared about his reputation.
Yan Yu looked at him several times and finally smiled and said, "Quite bold, aren't you?"
"Hmm? Well, of course. After all, my master is my beloved, and what lovers do in private is none of others' business, isn't that right, Master?"
He raised an eyebrow, and Yan Yu angrily waved his hand, "My disciple, do you just let yourself be bullied like this?"
"My disciple did not bully Master, Master is willing. If Master is unwilling, my disciple would not treat Master like that."
The conversation between the two people was very loud, and Ning Xuan, who was originally sleeping soundly, opened his eyes uneasily and called out, "Jinzhi."
The person outside didn't care that the person in front of them was their master. Without saying a word, they turned and ran to the edge of the bed in the room, sitting there with a smile and saying, "Master, what's wrong? Your disciple is here."
"Mmm... it's too noisy, I didn't get enough sleep," Ning Xuan said uneasily.
"Alright, then let's find another place," he said, carefully placing Ning Xuan's hand back under the blanket. He quietly left the room, closed the door, and turned around, intending to continue arguing with Yan Yu, only to find that the other person had already returned to their own room.
In the midst of his doubts, he frowned and said, "Tsk..."
Returning to the room, Yan Yu's expression was certainly not good. The nearby junior disciple smiled and said, "Master, Senior Brother has always been indifferent by nature. Now that he has someone he likes, why is Master still worried?"
"Master, I don't think so." Yan Yu raised an uneasy eyebrow. He didn't want his disciple to be taken in by a brat who had just come of age.
"Then, Master, what are you thinking? In fact, disciple has always known that Master can't let go of Senior Brother. When disciple first met Master, Master always mentioned Ning Xuan, and talked about Ning Xuan the most. What Master can't let go of is also Senior Brother. Now that Senior Brother has found his own happiness, why can't Master let go?"
"Qingqing's words made Yan Yu's brows furrow even deeper. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them and smiled faintly.
"Yes, what I want most is still this child Ning Xuan. Now that there is someone willing to protect him, why can't I be more open-minded?" For some reason, he just felt very uncomfortable, as if his own child was being bullied. He hoped Ning Xuan was still the same Ning Xuan, but..."
The future path is not one that this master should accompany.
"Master?" Qingqing cautiously approached, opening his arms to embrace the man in front of him, but Yan Yu turned away and smiled.
"After the servent is born, shall we leave too?"
"Huh?" Qingqing looked puzzled, "Won't we stay for a while?"
"From here on is their home. As a teacher, I should also find a place to settle down, find a place to call home at the ends of the earth."
Qingqing blinked in confusion, "Master..."
"Take you with me, just the two of us," Yan Yu said, then sighed heavily, tightly rubbing the servent's head with his big hands.
Qingqing lowered her head, her face slightly red, a faint smile on her lips, feeling extremely happy in her heart.
Time has passed quickly. Jinzhi and Ning Xuan live their days peacefully and comfortably. Sometimes they cuddle together and enjoy each other's company.
In the study, Yan Yu is so powerful that he hears every sound over and over again.
"Master..." Qingqing stood there blankly, not knowing anything, only noticing the increasing helpless expression on Master's face recently, and even sometimes blushing.
"It's okay, I'm feeling hot. Help me make a cup of cold tea." Yan Yu pushed the cup forward, "Okay." Qingqing nodded and smiled as she walked away.
After leaving, Yan Yu felt a little better. He covered his face and thought to himself, "If it were in another place, he probably couldn't bear it either. When will the servent be born? We need to leave soon."
He kept thinking like this until half a month later, when Ning Xuan, in the middle of the night, clutched her stomach and called out to Jinzhi who was beside her.
"Pain..." His brows furrowed, and he pushed the person off the bed with one hand. Jinzhi seemed to be stimulated by something, and hurriedly ran out to call for help.
In the meantime, Yan Yu had also dressed and was anxiously standing at the door, while Qingqing cowered behind her master in fear.
I don't know how long had passed, until the sound of a child crying came from the room, Jinzhi then rushed into the room in fear.
"Are you okay..." Qingqing anxiously grabbed the master's clothes.
Yan Yu panted and shook his head, "I should be fine."
"Yeah, yeah, Senior Brother should be fine." He smiled calmly, but in truth, he was somewhat nervous, as he was also a Shuang'er.
In the room, the Jinzhi has already reached the front of the bed, and Ning Xuan has fallen asleep. The servent was carried to his arms by the servant, and he didn't feel it until the crying suddenly pierced his ears.
"I..." When I came to my senses again, the servent had wet me all over.
"Am I a dad now?" He blinked, and just as he finished speaking, the little one continued to cry.
At noon, Ning Xuan slowly opened his eyes, looking around anxiously. He saw Ning Xuan leaning against the bed, one hand holding onto his blanket, the other resting lightly on the crib.
He carefully reached out and touched his disciple's hand, as if he had never really looked closely at the big boy in front of him.
How did he end up with this brat? How did he fall for his tricks, and also...
The gaze fell on the servent again. To say that one is not happy is false, and to say that one is happy... but upon coming to one's senses, it is no longer happiness that can describe it, but rather having become accustomed to this kind of bland life, gradually blending with one's own habits.
"Sigh..." A sigh escaped, but the corners of the lips lifted slightly, and this kind of emotion had become a kind of solace.
Carefully sitting next to the other person, leaning against Jinzhi, raising her head and lightly planting a kiss, "Silly."
"Umm..." The man, half asleep and half awake, suddenly opened his eyes, "Master? Are you awake? Are you hungry? Jinzhi will help you make something delicious to eat."
"Hmm? Okay," Ning Xuan said as he hugged the other person, rubbed against them, and then stepped back. Suddenly, he said, "By the way, we've already decided on the name Jinzhi for the child. Since it's a boy, let's call him Ning'an, okay? Safe, happy, and healthy. Jinzhi isn't good at picking names. If Master doesn't like it, he can think of one himself. Jinzhi listens to Master." The shy young man scratched his head.
"Oh? Actually, simple is quite good," Ning Xuan said, smiling as he picked up the child.
"Disciple came here as an orphan. This is disciple's home, and the child takes the master's surname. Disciple is very happy. The master has been with disciple for so many years, never leaving or abandoning disciple, which is already the greatest kindness to disciple."
These words flashed in Ning Xuan's ears, and he had never thought about the child's surname. As the heir Shuang'er, he had no right to enjoy these things."
However, Jinzhi seems indifferent, and he doesn't know how to deal with the disciple in front of him.
"Then disciple go prepare something to eat." When Jinzhi left, his face was already crimson, as if he couldn't stay with his master anymore, afraid that he couldn't help but want to violate his master again.
Ning Xuan Watching him leave, holding the servent in her arms, she smiled and reached out to touch the baby's soft cheek, quietly murmuring, "You are the best gift from heaven to me."
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