I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 84

As long as it’s you, I like it all

That night, Qiu Yin’an was brought back by Wan Qiongju.

Wan Qiongju waited for three years and finally got what he wanted, so naturally he would not let Qiu Yin’an go easily.

Wan Qiongju couldn’t stop coaxing her. When Qiu Yin’an was brought back, she was exhausted.

As long as Qiu Yin’an still has some strength, he will never let Wan Qiongju carry him back.

Among the two, one looked satisfied and full of energy, while the other was completely eaten and was limp in his arms. In such a state, even a fool could guess what the two of them were doing in Wangyang Lake.

Qiu Yin’an was too embarrassed to stay in Jiuling Mountain any longer, so when he woke up the next day, he hurriedly urged Wan Qiongju to accompany him back to Qingxuan Peak, forgetting all about Yao Ye’s farewell.

“Master, stop painting. It’s time to choose a good day to hold your enthronement ceremony.” Wan Qiongju hugged Qiu Yin’an from behind and rubbed his head in the crook of his neck.

Qiu Yin’an held the jade pole in his hand and carefully sketched the last line on the veins of the green bamboo leaves. Then he put down the pen and sighed softly, “How can I have the face to show up now? I won’t have to ascend to the throne.”

Wan Qiongju laughed softly, and then kissed Qiu Yin’an’s frowning cheek, “Master, don’t worry, I have asked Yao Ye to take care of the mouths of my disciples. Anyone who dares to talk will be brought to Qingxuan Peak and I will personally punish them.”

Qiu Yin’an raised his palm and slapped Wan Qiongju’s hand on his waist, “How can he restrain someone else’s mouth when it grows on him? Blame me, I shouldn’t have allowed you to mess around that day. Maybe the disciples of Qingxuan Peak have heard about it now.”

The beauty of that day was still fresh in Wan Qiongju’s memory. As he recalled it in his mind, he smiled and persuaded Qiu Yin’an in his ear: “It’s normal for you and me to become Taoist couples, and it’s normal for others to make irresponsible remarks.”

Qiu Yin’an raised his shoulders angrily, “Which Taoist monk did you see doing that kind of thing on the boat?”

“Master didn’t see it, it doesn’t mean that he didn’t do it.” Wan Qiongju hugged Qiu Yin’an very tightly, and his lips were teasing Qiu Yin’an’s ear.

The two of them were so close that Wan Qiongju felt something stirred in his heart. Qiu Yin’an immediately sensed it. He struggled a little and pushed the person away, “Don’t come here. It’s not allowed in the clear sky.”

Wan Qiongju did not give up. He put his hands on the table and held Qiu Yin’an in his arms. “Isn’t Master enjoying it too? Why are you not interested today?”

Recalling that day, a suspicion suddenly flashed in Qiu Yin’an’s mind, that is, Wan Qiongju had changed a lot in her tenderness with him. He didn’t know if anyone had ever had sex with his man during the more than three years since he was asleep.

Back then, Wan Qiongju was like a greedy and intemperate little beast, always asking for things from him. His love was fierce and impatient.

But now Wan Qiongju is delicate and gentle, as if holding his hand and leading him to the top, Qiu Yin’an will be addicted to it uncontrollably.

Qiu Yin’an doesn’t believe it if Wan Qiongju is said to be innocent in the past three years and no one has given any advice.

Wan Qiongju didn’t know what Qiu Yin’an was thinking. He only thought that Qiu Yin’an frowned because he didn’t want to be intimate with him during the day, so he suppressed the rising desire in his heart and sat on a chair to take a sip of tea.

“Wan Qiongju, have you ever had skin-to-skin contact with anyone in the past three years or so?”

Qiu Yin’an asked suddenly. Wan Qiongju choked on a sip of tea and coughed until her cheeks turned red.

Qiu Yin stood quietly on the spot, his handsome face unchanged. He pretended as if nothing had happened and said, “To be honest, I don’t blame you.”

“No, no one.” Wan Qiongju coughed and waved his hands to deny, “Master, why did you suddenly ask this? I was not prepared at all.”

“Just confess frankly. What should I prepare in advance?” Qiu Yin’an stepped forward and touched Wan Qiongju’s face. “Seeing as you have waited for me for more than three years, if you really did something wrong, I will forgive you this time.”

Qiu Yin’an touched the person’s face with gentle force, but the other hand behind his back was clenched into a fist, and the fingertips were squeezed until there was no blood. It was obvious that he had gathered enough strength to smash the person’s front teeth with one move.

Wan Qiongju could see from Qiu Yin’an’s eyes how possessive he was of her, no less possessive than she was of him.

Wan Qiongju was ecstatic in her heart, and her whole body felt as if it was being lifted up by clouds.

In the past three years or so, there was no one around him, and there was no room for anyone in his eyes. Before Qiu Yin’an woke up, the great witch master who was the overlord of the cultivation world always had a gloomy face and scary eyes. Except for Chang Chuan and Jian Fan, few people dared to approach him.

Wan Qiongju raised the corners of her lips, raised her head and leaned on Qiu Yin’an’s chest, “There is no one, not before, and there will never be in the future. Your Xiao Wan will always belong to you alone.”

A blush spread on Qiu Yin’an’s cheeks, and the hands behind his back relaxed slightly. He cleared his throat and asked, “Then why are you different?”

Wan Qiongju raised his eyebrows, knowing clearly what Qiu Yin’an was asking, but pretending not to answer, just waiting for Qiu Yin’an to praise him.

Wan Qiongju didn’t answer, so Qiu Yin’an made a random guess, “Could it be a memory from the past?”

“No, in the past, when you practiced the exercises, you needed to meditate, and you were not allowed to blaspheme.” Wan Qiongju felt that he could not let Qiu Yin’an think about it anymore, so he pulled Qiu Yin’an into the back room and opened a half-person-sized wooden box, which was filled with a box of dream balls.

In the past, Wan Qiongju had trouble sleeping, so Qiu Yin’an would weave sweet dreams and stuff them into dream balls so that Wan Qiongju could have a good night’s sleep. Later, he also taught Wan Qiongju the technique of making dream balls.

“Those days when I was comatose, you relied on these things to fall asleep.” Qiu Yin’an looked at a large box filled with small balls of various colors, her eyes sore with distress.

How did Wan Qiongju survive so many days and nights waiting for him to wake up?

The more you fall in love, the harder it becomes. Qiu Yin’an even hopes that Wan Qiongju will not love him so much, so that at least he can live without so much pain during those three years.

Qiu Yin’an raised his hand and stroked the top of Wan Qiongju’s hair, “From now on, I will stay with you, and you won’t need these things anymore.”

Wan Qiongju’s pupils trembled slightly, “Why – why not use it?”

Qiu Yin’an’s hand paused in the air, “Why do you still use it? With me by your side, can’t you still sleep well?”

Wan Qiongju smiled evilly and picked up a dream ball, “This dream ball is not filled with things that allow me to sleep peacefully.”

Qiu Yin’an was puzzled, and Wan Qiongju immediately cast a spell. Qiu Yin’an closed his eyes, and a lavender smoke floated out of the dream ball and penetrated into Qiu Yin’an’s sun. Qiu Yin’an instantly saw the scene in this dream clearly. It was not much different from the scene in Wangyang Lake between him and Wan Qiongju that day.

“Wan Qiongju.” Qiu Yin’an opened his eyes angrily, “Isn’t this box full of scenes of you and me doing that kind of thing?”

Wan Qiongju was afraid that Qiu Yin’an would dispose of all his treasures in the box in a fit of anger, so he quickly threw the ball in and locked the box. He made these balls based on the erotic books at the bottom of the bookcase. The content in each dream ball was different.

Wan Qiongju took Qiu Yin’an’s hand and said coquettishly: “Master, don’t be angry. I just thought that one day when you wake up, we can try it out one by one according to the appearance in the dream ball. I have to look forward to the days without you.”

These words made people feel sad, and Qiu Yin’an couldn’t get angry anymore, “So, it’s these things that make you different?”

Wan Qiongju nodded, “Does Master like this better?”

“I liked it like that before.” Qiu Yin’an turned around with a blush and walked out. When she reached the threshold, she looked back at Wan Qiongju, “As long as it’s you, I like it.”

Without saying a word, Wan Qiongju caught up with him, picked him up, and spun around excitedly. He was so happy that he didn’t know what to say.

“Okay, put me down quickly.” Qiu Yin’an held Wan Qiongju’s shoulders, “I have something serious to tell you.”

Wan Qiongju hugged the person and refused to let go, “Let me hold him for a while, you say it, I will listen without delay.”

Qiu Yin’an: “You said you wanted to practice the art of sealing with me. I want to know how well you practice the art of sealing. Are you lying to me with empty words?”

Wan Qiongju: “We, the witch clan, are not very good at practicing the art of sealing, but it will definitely not be a problem for me to personally go into battle and give Master a blow.”

Qiu Yin’an: “It’s not enough.”

Wan Qiongju raised his eyebrows, “Master, don’t you believe me?”

“That’s not true.” Qiu Yin’an pondered for a moment and said: “I’m worried that Bai Chengying will make trouble with the seal if he knows that I’m not dead. If something happens to me -”

Wan Qiongju: “As long as I’m here, you won’t.”

“Okay, I can’t.” Qiu Yin’an patted Wan Qiongju’s arm to comfort him, “Anyway, let’s hold a fairy sect conference to see if there are any talented people among the younger generation who are suitable for practicing the art of sealing.”

Wan Qiongju: “Okay, I can teach you the art of sealing, but I can only be the one who calls you master in this world.”

Qiu Yin’an pinched Wan Qiongju’s face lovingly: “You idiot, why are you worrying about this?”