It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Jun Moxiao only felt that after he used his soul to refine the magic weapon for Lan Qingya, the feeling of emptiness and incompleteness once again enveloped him.

He was filled with the unreal feeling that his entire being was incomplete.

Previously, it was bearable.

But now thinking about Alan's uncertain life or death in the demon world, he suddenly felt that this feeling of incompleteness was particularly unbearable.

There was a warm and soft body in his arms, clinging to him actively and eagerly.

He hugged her subconsciously, and the lingering voice came to his ears.

"Master...I am Alan..."

Jun Moxiao suddenly felt it was real.

He tightly grasped the slender waist with both hands and slowly opened his eyes a little.

Lan Qingya's beautiful face was close at hand. She called him shyly and nervously.

Seeing his half-closed eyes, Lan Qingya slightly distanced herself from him, but their noses were still touching.

"Master, you still have one soul that you haven't found..."

"Practice dual cultivation with me, and your spirit will be summoned."

Jun Moxiao stared at her straight, as if trying to tell from her face whether she was doing this voluntarily.

Or was it just because he was her master that she was willing to save him like this?

Seeing that he didn't move, Lan Qingya couldn't help but become anxious and kept calling out "Master".

He still didn't move.

Lan Qingya suddenly frowned and pouted, saying angrily: "Ajun, you have to be obedient."

The word "Ajun" seemed to ignite Jun Moxiao's passion. He suddenly pressed the back of her head and brought her to him.

The passionate kiss swept across Lan Qingya's lips and tongue, disturbing her reason.

Originally she was the active one, but now she has become completely passive.

Jun Moxiao turned over and pressed her under him, savoring her sweetness carefully and patiently.

Lan Qingya gradually became enthusiastic in his tenderness and responded to his entanglement unconsciously.

Her heart was constantly stimulated by the tingling sensation, and she was eager to put her arms around his neck and bring him towards her.

Jun Moxiao got her response and kissed her lips more fiercely.

The gradually growing passion ignited the temperature of both of them.

In a state of confusion and passion, Lan Qingya's belt was torn off by him, her robe became loose, and the snow-white skin on her chest showed a thin layer of pink, with an alluring luster.

"Ajun..."

She finally saw him as a man with whom she had a romantic relationship, rather than a high and mighty master.

"You know my character. What I want is your sincerity..."

She spoke the harsh words softly, but her voice was like honey, seducing with passion.

Jun Moxiao pursed his lips and scanned her eyebrows carefully, as if he wanted to engrave her current appearance into his heart.

Finally, he lowered his head again to deepen the passionate kiss.

"Alan..." This voice was trembling and solemn. He sealed all his sighs and love into the entanglement with her.

Lan Qingya couldn't help but take a breath, and her whole body became as soft as a dough figurine under his teasing, allowing him to rub it.

Her unique sweet scent almost made Jun Moxiao lose his mind, and he just wanted to get closer to her.

"Be good, don't be afraid..." Jun Moxiao coaxed her softly and moved forward again.

In his excitement, he put his hand into her clothes dishonestly.

She knew it was too late to regret now, so she could only hold Jun Moxiao's arm.

"Ajun..."

Jun Moxiao's dark pupils became even darker, and he held her back to prevent her from moving.

She tried her best to endure and swallow back her embarrassing moans, but he held her in his arms.

Full of tenderness, he whispered seductively in her ear.

"Call it out..."

Is this what Jun Moxiao, who has always been noble and self-respecting, said?

Lan Qingya felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

She said nothing.

Jun Moxiao hugged her and lowered his head to bite her round shoulder.

"Well..."

The sound moves her red lips skillfully, and every word is coquettish.

This sound was as sweet as the chirping of an oriole, and Jun Moxiao felt that it was no less sweet than her "Ajun".

She bore his storms.

His body gradually became like the waves, and he was the sea explorer.

The waves surged up and down, carrying them towards bigger waves.

Finally, the surging waves receded, leaving only the two entangled people and their disordered breathing.

[Master... so strong...]

Hearing her sigh, Jun Moxiao's eyes flashed.

After her breathing became somewhat stable, he stretched out his big hand and pulled her over.

"Baby, more..."

He called her babe...

His gentle calls made Lan Qingya feel weak all over and she could only let him do what he wanted.

They were so deeply immersed in the scene that they had no idea that Jun Moxiao's soul had already returned to his main soul.

Tonight, the harmony between fish and water is trembling, and the spring tide is hard to stop.

Thousands of whispers, hundreds of gasps, several bursts of joy, and true feelings.

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Jun Moxiao woke up holding the person in his arms, his eyes dark and unclear.

In his heart, he just felt that the Demon Lord Duan Muyang was really stupid.

He just changed his mind and pushed the person in his arms towards him.

Duan Muyang is a man of destiny, but when it comes to love, he is like a child.

Only using such simple and direct means will put oneself at a disadvantage.

Jun Moxiao kissed the forehead of the person in his arms.

His little girl has finally grown up.

She grew up to be his girl.

The previous feeling of throbbing soul and heart-wrenching worry often surged in his heart, leaving him at a loss.

Now that she was finally lying obediently in his arms, the sweetness that welled up in her heart was so new.

It seems to be a strange feeling coming from the depths of the soul.

He was somewhat addicted.

The heart was like a piece of spring mud, and the seed named Alan was planted there, growing stronger and stronger, and becoming connected with his flesh and blood.

As for the secret of her body, Jun Moxiao sighed.

The reason why she was accepted as a disciple in the early years was indeed because of the special characteristics of her body.

He wanted to keep her in front of him all the time.

But she did not become a demon as he expected. Instead, she showed unprecedented talent in cultivation.

now...

The person in his arms breathed deeply, and Jun Moxiao slowly closed his eyes.

He was surprised to find that his body had changed.

In the past, the Nascent Soul sat on the spiritual platform in the Dantian, but now, the body of the Nascent Soul was surging and changing, as if all the mountains and rivers and the heaven and earth were surging in his Dantian.

This was something he had never experienced since he started practicing.

He was shocked, could it be...

It seems that after taking Alan back, he needs to intensify his training. Perhaps his origins, which he himself cannot figure out, are about to be revealed.

He may be able to find the answer from the secrets of the body.

He unconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly. She was his lucky star.

Lan Qingya woke up again, and what she saw was Jun Moxiao’s strong chest.

They were still clinging to each other at this moment.

Thinking of the madness of last night, Lan Qingya's face suddenly turned red, like a delicate peach blossom, so lovable.

Jun Moxiao had already woken up, but he held her in his arms without moving.

When I saw her breathing stagnate, I knew she had woken up.

"Awake?" He reached out and lifted her chin, just in time to see her beautiful face.

The thick eyelashes were like small feather fans, hiding the shyness in the eyes.

She was trembling and timid, wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

Jun Moxiao couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple, but he forced himself to suppress the desire that was surging in his heart.

He didn't want her to be afraid of him.

She had endured a lot last night.