After a deep and passionate kiss.
Bai Feng looked at his eldest disciple Feng Lingxue, whose cheeks were as red as a ripe peach, and reached out to wipe her lips, "Lingxue, do you... feel any resistance in your heart towards your master?"
At this moment, Feng Lingxue's mind was completely blank.
Her red lips slightly parted, still in a state of sticking out her tongue.
Hearing the question, she simply shook her head blankly, "No..."
"Is it because you don't dare, or because you won't?"
Bai Feng reached out his hand to pat her chest in reassurance: "No worries, you are my most trusted disciple. Whatever you do not wish to do, your master will never force you."
"Master, do you want..."
Feng Lingxue lowered her head, looking at the odd place on her master's body, "Want Lingxue to be your... furnace?"
"Do you still not understand your master's intentions?"
