The Lustful Young Master is Sinister!

Chapter 244: Xiaofeng the master

Few days passed…

Bai Lung managed to make good breakthrough reaching seventh stage of Qi Grand master realm all thanks to heavenly sutras he have managed to store in his soul sea of heavenly scripture.

Not just that, but he even awakened his dragon bloodline and Flower master body physique, the only things left for him to awaken is his Dao bones.

…

At the moment,

Bai Lung sat in the courtyard of Xiaofeng’s residence, his expression calm and composed. He watched as she poured him a cup of tea, his eyes occasionally flickering with a hint of amusement.

“I’m glad to see you’ve recovered your cultivation base,” Xiaofeng said with a hint of relief in her voice.

Bai Lung nodded slightly, but his expression remained stoic as he picked up his cup.

“Since you are my disciple, I was promised to be the supreme elder of sect,” Xiaofeng stated, her feelings of gratitude and obligation completely noticeable through her eyes.

Bai Lung’s eyes held a steady gaze as he took a sip of his tea, remaining composed even as he spoke.

“I am aware of it,” he responded calmly, his voice lacking the previous playful tone where he usually teased her.

Xiaofeng studied his demeanor intently, her eyes searching for any hint of emotion, it seems he have learned many things in a shirt span of time inside the temple.

“You’ve become more stoic since our last meeting,” she observed, her voice betraying a slight tinge of disappointment.

“Where is your usual cheeky smile and playful banter?… Don’t you wanna say, wash your body a d clean your bed to me?” she asked raising her brows.

Bai Lung chuckled lightly, though his expression remained calm and composed.

“I’ve grown up, Master,” he replied with a hint of maturity in his voice. “I’m not some cheeky little boy anymore. Besides, I’ve been busy ‘training’ and ‘learning’ in the mediation too.. There’s no time for playfulness when you’re on a path towards becoming a immortal… Dao is cruel,”

He sipped his tea, his eyes meeting hers with a steady gaze.

“Although… Your disappointment is quite evident. Are you saying you miss my playful banter?”

Xiaofeng’s cheeks reddened slightly, her eyes avoiding his gaze for a moment.

“I… I didn’t say that,” she protested, her voice a little shaky. “It’s just that I’ve become accustomed to your playful demeanor. It’s… different when you act all serious and stoic.”

She fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve, her expression a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment.

Bai Lung hid his sinsiter smirk as he watched her fidget and avoid his gaze. He knew he had flustered her, and he found it rather endearing.

“So, you’re saying I should go back to my playful self for your sake?” he teased, a hint of playful banter slipping into his voice. “Are you saying you don’t like this serious, stoic version of me?”

Xiaofeng huffed and crossed her arms, her face reddening further.

“It’s not that I don’t like it,” she muttered. “It’s just… different. I have grown used to your banter and teasing. This new serious version of you is… different,”

She continued fiddling with her sleeve, trying to appear composed, but her flustered demeanor betrayed her.

Bai Lung nodded lightly, his expression still calm and composed.

“A bird needs to learn how to fly, Master,” he replied. “I’m no longer just a playful boy. The secret realm taught me discipline and maturity,”

Xiaofeng huffed, still avoiding his gaze.

“I know that,” she muttered. “It’s just… I miss your playful banter. It’s become part of our dynamic. This serious version of you is… different,”

Bai Lung raised an eyebrow, unable to hide his amusement.

“You miss my playful banter that much, huh?” he teased. “Are you saying you can’t handle this serious, stoic version of me? Do I actually intimidate you a little bit now, Master?”

Xiaofeng took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She felt flustered and annoyed, yet there was a hint of something else stirring within her.

“I… I’m not intimidated by your serious demeanor,” she said, her voice a bit shaky. “I just… I’m not used to it. I’ve grown accustomed to your playful banter and teasing. It’s become part of our dynamic… I fear that you might leave me,”

She fiddled with her sleeve again, her eyes flickering towards him.

“It’s just… it feels like you’ve changed and I am unable to move with you,” she continued, her voice softer now. “You used to be so carefree and careless. Now you act all serious and stoic. I can’t help feeling loss in my heart…”

She trailed off, her cheeks reddening further. She wasn’t sure how to articulate what she was feeling.

Bai Lung noticed her hesitation and the rosy hue on her cheeks. He could tell that she was struggling to convey her feelings. He decided to gently prod her further.

“You can’t help feeling… what?” he prompted, his eyes fixing on hers beautiful cherry like lips.

With that,

Bai Lung reached out to gently cup her face, his gaze meeting hers. His hand caressed her cheek, the touch familiar and yet still exciting.

“You look adorable when you’re flustered, Master,” he murmured, his voice a low whisper.

“But you know what? You look even more adorable with your cheeks flushed and your hair tousled,”

Without waiting for a response, he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

Xiaofeng felt a familiar heat pool within her as his lips met hers.

His kiss was deep and passionate, and it stirred something within her. She had grown used to his playful banter and teasing, but this was different.

This was intense and intimate…

She returned his kiss, her body molding against his.

Her hands found their way to his shoulders, gripping him tightly as she lost herself in the moment.

Bai Lung wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His other hand tangled in her hair, the silky strands sliding through his fingers.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as he tasted her. He could feel her body responding to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

Xiaofeng’s mind was a maelstrom of sensations. His touch, his kiss, the feel of his body against hers. It was all so familiar, yet also so new.

It feels way different than their past sex life where he used to tease her and fucked her until she was unconscious.

She had known him for many years, and yet this new side of him awakened something within her.

She pulled him closer, her body craving more of his touch. Her fingers trailed down his back, feeling the muscles beneath his clothing.

“Oooh!”

Bai Lung let out a soft groan as he felt her fingers tracing his back. Her touch was like fire on his skin, and it only fueled his desire for her.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing along her jawline and down to her neck.

He nibbled and kissed her sensitive skin, relishing in the sighs and gasps that escaped her lips.

Xiaofeng tilted her head back, giving him more access to her neck.

Hnnghh! Huff* Huff*

Her breathing was ragged, and her body was already responding to his touch.

She ran her fingers through his hair, nails scratching his scalp gently.

She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin, and it sent tingles down her spine.

Bai Lung was becoming more and more lost in the moment.

Her scent, her touch, her taste. Everything about her was driving him crazy.

He continued his onslaught on her neck, his lips and teeth exploring every inch of her skin.

He nibbled and sucked, his hands roaming her sides and her hips.

Xiaofeng’s breathing grew more labored as he continued his assault on her neck.

Her body was a sensitive mess under his touch, and she felt herself melting against him.

Nhmmmm!

She let out a soft moan as he found a particularly sensitive spot, her fingers gripping his shoulders tightly.

She wanted more, but she couldn’t find the words to express her desires.

Bai Lung heard the moan escape her lips and smirked against her skin. He knew what that sound meant, and it only fueled his desires further.

He nipped at her earlobe, his voice a low growl in her ear. “You like that, Master?” he murmured. “You like it when I make you moan like that?”

Xiaofeng shivered at the sound of his voice, his words igniting aflame within her.

Her body was on fire, and she could feel the heat pooling in her core.

She didn’t trust herself to form coherent sentences, so she merely nodded in response, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

Bai Lung chuckled softly at her response. He knew he was getting to her, and he relished in the power he held over her in this moment.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers. “You’re gorgeous when you’re like this,” he whispered, his gaze roaming over her flushed face and tousled hair.