A Dream, and a Master Who Still Made a Move on Her Disciple

"Master?!"

Lin Qingmo exclaimed in surprise.

They frantically tried to cover it up.

As a result, he was in mid-air, his movements were comical and clumsy, and he almost lost his balance and fell back into the water.

Finally managing to steady myself and land, I instinctively curled up.

His face was so hot it could fry an egg; he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself, or jump back into the spring.

This is a total social media frenzy!

To be naked in front of one's most respected Master?

This is incredibly embarrassing!

Ah Yin, why didn't you remind me!

Lin Qingmo mentally ranted and raved.

"A-Qing."

Bibi Dong's voice rang out, but it was unreadable.

But the moment she finished speaking, her figure vanished from the spot like Gui Mei.

The next moment.

A figure carrying a faint fragrance and a warm aura appeared before Lin Qingmo.

Lin Qingmo hadn't reacted yet.

I felt a gentle yet irresistible force come over me, and then I fell into a soft and fragrant embrace.

Bibi Dong stretched out her arms and tightly embraced his body, which was still wet from being pulled out of the water.

"Master?"

Lin Qingmo froze, her mind going completely blank.

Isn't this development a bit off?

His Master usually cares about him, but... is this okay?

Moreover, he could feel the arms holding him tightly, so tightly that it almost suffocated him.

Bibi Dong did not respond immediately.

She gently buried her face in his damp shoulder and neck.

He took a deep breath, as if to confirm his presence, or as if to draw in some kind of energy.

Deep within her Purple Eyes, the long-suppressed infatuation, possessiveness, and a certain almost insane obsession surged forth like a burst dam, no longer able to be concealed.

The boy in her arms, tempered by ice and fire, had a body as perfect as a work of art meticulously sculpted by a master craftsman.

Every inch of muscle contains explosive power and vitality.

That unique Soul Power, a fusion of ice and fire, that vibrant vitality, those clear yet resolute eyes...

Everything fascinated her.

"A-Qing..."

She murmured, her voice strangely hoarse and magnetic.

A warm breath brushed against Lin Qingmo's earlobe.

You always manage to surprise me.

Following her words.

A terrifying aura, as vast as the sea and as deep as an abyss, suddenly emanated from her without warning.

That was not an attack.

It's more like a domain encompassed, an absolute control.

Lin Qingmo felt as if her consciousness had been plunged into a warm, deep sea.

Everything around me quickly receded and blurred.

The aura and Soul Power emanating from Bibi Dong gently yet forcefully enveloped his spirit, leaving him with no thought of resistance and only a feeling of extreme drowsiness.

"Master... I..."

His eyelids felt heavy, and he tried hard to stay awake.

I want to know what happened.

But the words ultimately faded from his lips, and his consciousness sank completely into darkness.

Before completely losing consciousness.

He seemed to hear a very soft, gentle sigh and whisper that inexplicably sent a shiver down his spine.

"I'm sorry, A-Qing, this time... I really couldn't hold back."

The Ah Yin branches covering Lin Qingmo and connected to his breath stirred violently the moment Bibi Dong Lin Qingmo embraced him.

Pale blue branches and leaves grew wildly, trying to Entanglement around Bibi Dong's arms and separate the two.

Ah Yin's spiritual sense could clearly perceive the almost overflowing possessiveness and dangerous aura in the woman's eyes.

It's definitely not just a simple teacher-student relationship!

We absolutely cannot let A-Qing fall into her hands under these circumstances, completely defenseless!

"Um?"

Bibi Dong slightly raised her eyes.

The tenderness in her Purple Eyes was instantly replaced by icy frost.

She didn't look at the restless Blue Silver Grass.

He simply uttered a few words to the air.

"Ah Yin, I advise you to behave yourself."

"Don't forget, you're just a blade of grass now."

Before he could finish speaking...

She casually raised her free left hand and made a light sweeping motion in the air.

"Buzz--"

A barrier of Soul Power instantly opened.

The Soul Power barrier, like an inverted bowl, Lin Qingmo.

The barrier isolated everything between the inside and outside.

It even blocked Ah Yin's extended note from being blocked by the Soul Power barrier.

Within the barrier, a small world of its own was formed.

Outside the barrier.

All of Ah Yin's branches and leaves froze in mid-air, futilely pounding against that invisible barrier.

She could "see" the blurry outline of the figure inside, and could sense that Lin Qingmo's breathing was steady, but he was unconscious.

But it was impossible to touch it even a fraction of the way anymore.

It is impossible to transmit any information or make any intervention.

A profound sense of powerlessness and anxiety swept over the Blue Silver Emperor's remaining consciousness.

She could only sway her branches and leaves helplessly outside the barrier, like the most ordinary plant, radiating anxious mental fluctuations.

Inside the barrier.

Bibi Dong looked down at the peaceful, sleeping face of the boy in her arms.

Long eyelashes cast soft shadows under her eyelids.

Her lips, which were exceptionally rosy from the recent tempering process, were slightly pursed.

His unguarded demeanor and pure innocence ignited a burning passion in her eyes.

The icy coldness in her eyes melted quickly, replaced by a suffocating tenderness and possessiveness.

She stretched out her long, slender, white fingers, the fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly, and gently brushed across Lin Qingmo's smooth cheek, across his sharply defined jawline, and finally rested on his soft lips.

"Perfect... it's getting more and more perfect..."

Her voice was so low it was like a dream, trembling with an almost demonic quality.

How could I bear to let go of someone like A-Qing? How could I bear to give her to someone else?

"A-Qing, my A-Qing..."

She murmured to herself as she pulled the boy into an even tighter embrace.

It was as if she wanted to meld him into her very bones and blood.

You are mine, and no one can take you away from me!

The black robes unfolded like giant wings and then gently closed, completely concealing the figures of the two embracing.

Time slipped away quietly amidst this tranquil yet intense silence.

the next day.

The first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the thin mist, gently illuminating the Herb Garden of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and also falling upon the sleeping boy on the shore.

Lin Qingmo's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The golden sunlight was a little dazzling.

He squinted, adjusting his eyes to the light.

The sensation in my body was strange, warm and cozy, like soaking in warm water.

At the same time, I felt as if my bones had been disassembled and reassembled, and I was filled with a deep, unfamiliar soreness.

My lower back and legs are especially sore and swollen.

But strangely enough...

Amidst this soreness, there is also a sense of refreshing comfort.

The accumulated heat and stagnation in the body were completely relieved and released.

Every cell lazily unfurled, brimming with vitality.

"Hmm... what's going on?"

He propped himself up and sat up.

I rubbed my throbbing temples.

Her long hair was loose over her shoulders and was still a little damp.

Last night... I think I had a very long, chaotic, and passionate dream?

In my dream, I seemed to feel soft touches, hot breaths, tight embraces, and...

Some even more suggestive and ambiguous scenes that make one blush and their heart race.

But no matter how hard he tried to recall, those images were as if they were seen through a thick fog.

It's blurry and indistinct; I can't see it clearly.

Only a strong yet ambiguous sensory memory remains.