Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Possessiveness
? "Master, don't worry, I will have someone decorate your office according to the highest standards."
Naoko Daimon whispered, her eyes full of absolute obedience to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction, a playful smile on his lips.
He patted her cheek gently, with a bit of teasing in his tone: "Very good, it seems that you have fully adapted to your new role."
Naoko Daimon's cheeks became more rosy, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Lin Yuan's eyes, but her fingers were unconsciously twisted together, revealing her inner tension and expectation.
"Master, Jiantun will try his best to meet all your needs."
Lin Yuan smiled, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "That's good."
"However, in addition to the layout of the office, I have a small request."
Naoko Daimon raised her head, with a hint of doubt and expectation in her eyes: "Master, please tell me."
Lin Yuan approached her and whispered in her ear: "I hope you can personally supervise the layout of the office and ensure that every detail meets my requirements."
"After all, this is our future 'secret base'."
Naoko Daimon's body trembled slightly, and the heat in her ears made her heart beat faster.
She bit her lower lip lightly and nodded: "Master, the pig will supervise in person and will never let you down."
Lin Yuan smiled with satisfaction and gently stroked her hair: "Very good, pig, you understand my mind more and more."
Naoko Daimon's eyes flashed a trace of confusion, she whispered: "Master, the pig only hopes to be with you all the time and do anything for you."
Looking at her like this, Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
He knew that Naoko Daimon had completely fallen into his control and could no longer escape.
"Okay, let's stop here for today's guidance."
Lin Yuan said softly, with a bit of tenderness in his tone, "You go to arrange the office first, I'll come to you later."
Naoko Daimon nodded, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes: "Master, the pig will arrange everything as soon as possible and wait for you to come back."
"By the way, give me a bank card, this dress is not comfortable at all." Lin Yuan said what he thought of.
It's hard to return to the real world.
Of course, we have to enjoy all the conveniences of the real world.
Of course, we need to have money in advance.
Lin Yuan doesn't have it, but Naoko Daimon certainly does.
"Okay."
Naoko Daimon took out a small bag from her clothes, took out a card and handed it to Lin Yuan respectfully: "Master, there are 10 million neon coins in it, please spend it as you like."
Lin Yuan took the card and turned to leave the room.
Naoko Daimon stood there, watching his back,
"Master..."
She murmured in a low voice,
Her fingers gently stroked her lips,
As if she was savoring the touch just now.
Naoko Daimon took a deep breath, sorted out her emotions, picked up the phone and began to arrange the layout of Lin Yuan's office.
Her voice was still calm and professional, but there was a hint of expectation in her eyes that was difficult to conceal.
"Yes, arrange it according to the highest standards, and all the details must be done to the best."
She said to the person on the other end of the phone, "In addition, prepare a water bed, a massage chair, and some... props."
The person on the other end of the phone was obviously a little surprised,
but Naoko Daimon did not explain, just said lightly: "Do as I say, don't ask too much."
After hanging up the phone, Naoko Daimon's face flushed again.
She bit her lower lip lightly, and an inexplicable excitement surged in her heart.
"Master, the bastard will prepare everything for you..."
She murmured in a low voice, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.
At the same time, Lin Yuan had already climbed out of the school and came to the street.
Looking at the prosperous city, Lin Yuan stretched his waist: "The beautiful real world life has begun!"
...
On the other side.
Cultivation world.
Tianji Dao Palace.
Between the mountains and ridges,
clouds and mists are lingering, and the spiritual energy is dense.
As the leading sect in the world of immortal cultivation, Tianji Dao Palace occupies a vast area, with towering palace walls and magnificent momentum.
In the sect, disciples shuttle back and forth, some flying on swords, some stepping on magic weapons, with graceful postures.
In the alchemy room, the furnace fire is blazing, the fragrance of elixir is overflowing, and the alchemists are concentrating on refining various elixirs to help improve the disciples' cultivation.
In the martial arts arena, shouts and killings are heard one after another, and the disciples are practicing martial arts and showing their own immortal swordsmanship.
And the Palace Master Peak where Gu Qinghuan is located is the core of Tianji Dao Palace.
At this moment,
in the hall on the Palace Master Peak.
Gu Qinghuan sat on the main seat above the hall on the peak,
surrounded by a layer of faint spiritual light.
After several days of retreat, she finally completely refined Lin Yuan's pure yang power.
There was a slight breakthrough in her cultivation.
It is almost reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul.
Her eyes slightly opened, and a trace of excitement and satisfaction flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"The peak of the Nascent Soul!"
"The power of the Pure Yang Holy Body is far beyond my imagination."
Gu Qinghuan whispered softly, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Maybe, in a few years, I can break through the Nascent Soul and reach the God Transformation, one step ahead of my master!"
"Ah~ Xiao Yuan..."
Her fingers gently stroked her cheek,
as if she was recalling the feeling of the hot Pure Yang power flowing through her body.
However,
as her cultivation level improved,
an irresistible sense of emptiness rose in her heart.
That kind of emptiness did not come from the stagnation of cultivation, but from the desire for Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan's cold and handsome face appeared in her mind involuntarily,
and his eyes that were always full of sarcasm and boredom.
"Xiao Yuan..."
Gu Qinghuan murmured in a low voice, with a hint of obsession and attachment in his voice.
"When you are not by my side, I always feel that something is missing."
Gu Qinghuan's voice gradually became low, and a morbid light flashed in his eyes.
"I will find you after I finish dealing with the affairs of the sect."