Another half-hour passed.
After cleaning up the scene, Qingyu gently held his still somewhat dazed good disciple, Luo Siyun, right where they stood. With his left arm around her delicate body and his right hand stroking her head, Qingyu felt every bit of Luo Siyun, his eyes filled with tenderness.
It took Luo Siyun a full few minutes to fully collect her wits. Curled up in her Master's arms, she felt a profound sense of satisfaction in her heart. Right now, she was truly, completely fulfilled. Wrapping her limp arms around Master Qingyu and burying her exquisitely beautiful face against his chest, Luo Siyun curved the corners of her lips upward. Her need for security had been completely filled by her Master; she lacked nothing anymore.
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