“Ehhh? Senior sister?” Feng Hanyue blinked in bewilderment.
“No, it’s junior master!” Feng Hanxue corrected immediately: “You cannot call us senior sister, you must call us junior master instead!”
“Ehh? Junior Master?” Yun Che had a face of shock: “You two obviously look younger than me. Calling you senior sister is already awkward… How can I call you two junior master?”
“Although we look to be very young, we are actually older than you. Much older than you!” Feng Hanyue pouted as she spoke. Most girls liked to play down their age but when Feng Hanyue said that she was older than Yun Che, she spoke with elation and glee.
“Qingyue calls us Junior Master, and you, being her husband, should call us the same way as she does.” Feng Hanxue explained seriously.
“But, my wife Qingyue is also among the Frozen Cloud Seven Fairies with you two and she’s also the leader of the seven fairies.” Yun Che said slowly: “If that’s the case, Qingyue is already the same seniority as you two. Therefore, it should be correct for me to call you two senior sister.”
“Ermm… What you say does make sense… Ahhh! Nooo! Anyways, Qingyue still calls us Junior Master, and you just entered the sect. You should call us Junior Master!”
“Ohhh, alright.” Yun Che nodded honestly: “Before I open the profound entrances for my two senior sisters, I’d have to trouble senior sisters to close the stone door. It’s best that we do not get interrupted during the process of opening the profound entrances.”
“Alright… And you called us wrongly. It’s Junior Master! You cannot call us Senior Sister!”
“Ahhh? Yes, yes, I called wrongly just now… Erm which senior sister is going first?” Yun Che asked with wide innocent eyes..
“It’s Junior Master, Junior Master-Junior Master-Junior Master!!!” The Xue Yue sisters grew crazy.
“Yes, yes… So, is Senior Sister Hanyue going first?”
“~!#¥%……”
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Feng Hanyue sat in front of Yun Che and removed her snowy clothes, revealing her jade white back. Her eyes shut tightly as her eyelashes danced around nervously. Beside her, Feng Hanxue blinked her beautiful eyes continuously as she looked at Yun Che’s actions and her sister’s reactions with curiosity and nervousness. She frowned sometimes, pouted sometimes, and tilted her head sometimes… It was like she was a curious cat looking at something new.
Yun Che looked very concentrated, and he started groping around Feng Hanyue’s back. Twenty odd profound entrances opened one after another… Suddenly, Feng Hanyue, who was trying her best to remain silent stiffened her snowy body and could not control her laughter.
“Ahh? Sis, what’s wrong?” Feng Hanxue asked franticly.
“His… His touch is making it very ticklish.”
“But you still cannot make any noise and must not move around. Otherwise… If something goes wrong, it would be disastrous.” Feng Hanxue reminded her worryingly.
“I know.” Feng Hanyue stuck her tongue out and replied without any worries: “But never mind, fifty three of my profound entrances have already been open. Just one more and they would all be completely opened. Therefore even if I acted like this now, it would not matter anymore.”
“Ohh, then it’s fine it’s fine.” Feng Hanxue looked like she had become nervous.