Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 53 The Best Furnace Cauldron (11)

The Shangqing sect is divided into eight peaks.

The eight peaks are in the shape of stars arching the moon, setting off the highest peak among them.

That was where Shen Qingci was.

Enjoy the pilgrimage from all directions.

For each mountain peak, the peak is where the peak owner lives.

At the foot of the mountain, there are disciples from the mountain.

The house that Qianqiu was assigned to was at the foot of the highest peak, which meant that she was Shen Qingci's disciple.

She doesn't know about it yet.

Shen Qingci opened the door and walked into the house slowly with Qianqiu.

Even the disciples' housing at the lowest level on the highest peak is extremely exquisite.

Even though he knew that as Taoist Master Shuanghua, he had no possibility of accepting apprentices, he would visit the house regularly for inspections and repairs.

No one dared to be negligent in Shang Qingzong.

Everything in the house is very complete, neat and clean.

He found the position of the bed, lifted the curtain that had been put down, and put down the person in his arms.

Qian Qiu tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, not letting go.

"Well……"

She frowned, seemingly displeased.

Shen Qingci didn't dare to move anymore, he seemed to instinctively not want to disturb her.

His slender fingers rested lightly on her fingertips, wanting to pull.

Qianqiu was very cooperative and let go of her hand.

He was relieved.

next moment……

Qian Qiu's hand passed through his fingertips, and his five fingers were clasped together, not letting go.

Shen Qingci: "..."

He seemed a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to wake her up, and he didn't hate her contact, it was just...

He is not used to this feeling.

Just as Shen Qingci was about to continue pulling her hand away, she quickly let go.

He looked up slightly.

She woke up, bleary-eyed, looking at him with foggy eyes, so defenseless.

Shen Qingci's fingers curled up slightly, inexplicably wanting to touch them.

He restrained himself from turning his eyes away, and asked in a cold voice, "How... how are you?"

Qianqiu blinked.

After so many days, she finally got a good night's sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I could see my little brother again, and I was in a very good mood.

"It feels good," she said.

"That's good."

Shen Qingci stood up, feeling that he couldn't stay any longer, turned around, and the corner of his clothes brushed by the bed.

"I'm leaving first, I have something to do in the future, come to the top to find me."

"Are you leaving?" The voice behind him was soft and waxy.

It was obvious that he didn't use much strength, but it made his steps a little dignified.

Shen Qingci didn't answer, paused for a while, and left again, leaving only a cold atmosphere in the room.

Qianqiu withdrew her hand and lazily turned around.

She sniffed herself, full of his breath, slightly satisfied.

[Why don't you chase? 】The Glory asked a little anxiously.

According to the normal routine, the young lady should not take the opportunity to drag the other party directly to the bed.

And then it started like this, is it indescribable? !

Qianqiu covered himself in the quilt and said vaguely:
"Next time, next time he won't try to run away."

"Trick me...don't even think about it..."

"Well, I'm still sleepy."

Before she could finish her sentence, she fell asleep in the lingering breath of Shen Qingci.

【…】

He even let his runaway little wife leave, covered her head and fell asleep for a second!
Miss sister, you have changed!

……

While Qianqiu was sleeping soundly, Shen Qingci was going to retreat.

Before retreating, he asked the suzerain of the Shangqing sect, and said lightly:

"Now is the time for the Shang Qing Zong to accept new disciples. Arrange her among the disciples as soon as possible, and take classes and practice Taoism together."

The suzerain of the Shangqing sect was taken aback.

With a shock in his heart, he realized that Taoist Shuanghua was talking about the female disciple he had brought back not long ago.

"Then accept him as an inner disciple?" The suzerain's tone was probing.

(End of this chapter)