Clear Sky Sect Is Just a Bigger Joke

Xue Ke buried her head in Ye Qiu's embrace. Her goose-yellow palace dress perfectly displayed her slender figure.

Clinging tightly to Ye Qiu, she whispered, "Of course I told Teacher Yuehua. Just for a little while."

"That's good."

Ye Qiu gently stroked her slender waist and lightly kissed her forehead.

Creak!

Tang Yuehua suddenly walked out of the room.

She softly asked, "Xue Ke, how about having breakfast with us?"

"Ah, Teacher Yuehua, c-can I?"

Xue Ke's body trembled slightly as she looked up at Tang Yuehua in pleasant surprise.

"Of course you can."

Tang Yuehua smiled gently.

"Wonderful!"

Xue Ke excitedly hugged Ye Qiu and jumped up and down. Her soft, delicate body pressed against him, stirring one's imagination.

Now that she could have breakfast with them, Xue Ke tactfully released Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu turned to look at the beautiful mature woman walking toward him.

She had clearly dressed up with great care.

Tang Yuehua's figure was graceful, her steps light, as though every step landed upon the clouds.

Her gait was steady yet airy, her posture upright and elegant.

Her long gray-blue hair resembled the night sky. A precious golden hair ornament gathered it into a bun like a blooming lotus, elegant and noble.

Two locks of fringe gently swayed before her forehead, adding a touch of softness and allure.

Her features were refined and unworldly, her skin fair as jade, her eyes deep as pools, her nose delicate and straight.

A faint smile appeared as her lips parted, like a spring breeze brushing over one's face, refreshing the heart and mind.

Every gesture carried an effortless composure that seemed inborn.

She wore a silver palace dress, its lines flowing smoothly over her shoulders and neck, as lovely as a swan's neck.

The collar of the palace