Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

"No~"

Tang Canxi whispered softly through her nose, like a clear spring flowing through the Lingxian Mountains in the morning, tinkling, and like a wind chime hanging by the window in summer, moving crisply when the breeze blows.

And this soft hum, falling in Wei Canglan's ears, was more of a catalyst.

It seems to be a lead.

In short, Wei Canglan now feels that the anger in his body is about to explode.

He needs to vent, needs to be released.

However, he had to restrain himself.

Must be restrained!

After taking several deep breaths, he finally calmed down. He focused his eyes on Tang Canxi's body, and pressed his hands rhythmically on her thighs.

Of course he doesn't know much about massage techniques.

But with the blessing of aura, he only needs to master the strength, find the sense of rhythm, don't suddenly force and suddenly relax, and always maintain a feeling to press the muscles, which is also equivalent to a massage technique.

It mainly depends on the ability of aura.

It relaxes tense muscles and eliminates the fatigue after a long workout.

Even if Wei Canglan unconsciously stimulated the spiritual energy, under his fingers, the spiritual energy seemed to be self-taught, cooperating with him, and slowly getting rid of Tang Canxi's fatigue from the past few days.

"No~"

Massage is of course a very enjoyable thing.

Tang Canxi looked at Master's serious appearance, enjoying the comfort brought by the massage, and subconsciously snorted softly through her nose, her voice was like a purring kitten.

Moreover, her legs are very dishonest, she always bends her knees slightly, touching Wei Canglan with her feet from time to time.

This made it difficult for him to concentrate on the massage.

After being held up several times in a row, Wei Canglan frowned and asked a little annoyed:

"Canxi, is it because you are not good at being a teacher? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No... Canxi is... well, it's very comfortable, master, you can continue, thank you!"

Tang Canxi had no expression on her face, but she was smiling badly in her heart.

Wei Canglan continued to move her hands, and she continued to lie on the bed and enjoy.

But every time he concentrated, the girl started to make trouble again, and even slipped her toe on Wei Canglan's palm.

What are you!
Wei Canglan was a little angry.

Get off your stinky feet!

If you move again, Lao Tzu will directly take you to Fa-rectification on the spot.

Thinking about it, Wei Canglan raised his eyes and glared at her.

The latter immediately retracted his neck and smirked, stuck out his tongue, and finally lay down obediently.

Continuing with the massage, Wei Canglan tried his best to keep his breathing steady, not to think wildly, and also tried his best to move his eyes away from her pair of precious legs.

After watching it for a long time, Wei Canglan was afraid that he would not be able to control it.

After pressing it for a while, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, and when he raised his eyes to take a closer look, he found that there were beads of sweat on the girl's legs.

sweating?
Looking up again, Wei Canglan noticed that Canxi's cheeks were burning hot at this moment, and his breath was blue, and his eyes became blurred again.

Ah this...

What is this for?
Girl, are you emotional again?

Wei Canglan quickly lowered his head, not meeting her eyes.

This time, he began to massage her calf, little by little, pressing on the smooth skin.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Wei Canglan looked at the pair of delicate and flawless little feet, feeling a little embarrassed.

Massage your feet?
This is really a bit perverted.

It's a bit boring to play.

"Master..."

While hesitating, Wei Canglan heard Canxi's clear and soft voice.

He didn't look at it, for fear of making a mistake just by looking at it.

"Master, why didn't you press it?"

As she said that, she also took the initiative to put her feet in Wei Canglan's hands.

"..."

Wei Canglan didn't speak, held his breath, looked away, and continued to massage in silence.

It just didn't last long.

The sound of breathing in his ears was getting heavier.

It always feels like something is wrong.

In his mind, there was even Canxi's charming look of wanting to refuse.

wrong.

Canxi will not refuse to welcome.

She will definitely take the initiative to come up, more direct than Yu Er's time.

I knew it.

Something must be wrong tonight.

Wei Canglan was frightened, holding her little foot with one hand, and stopped in mid-air with the other hand, unable to drop it no matter what.

There's no way this massage can go on.

Time to retreat.

Wei Canglan let go of her ankle, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to take a look at her and get up to leave.

However, the moment he turned his gaze, Tang Canxi suddenly raised her arms, hugged her tightly, and held on tightly.

"Master..."

"Canxi doesn't believe you."

"I don't believe you will treat all disciples equally."

"Canxi is afraid that you will forget about me when you have plum blossoms..."

"so……"

In Wei Canglan's ears, her voice was like a succubus in the middle of the night, full of captivating magic power, and the heat she exhaled made Wei Canglan's last sanity collapse.

He sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, letting the other party hug him.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, and his mouth was dry:

"Canxi, then what do you want to be a teacher..."? ?

Before he finished speaking, he felt the moist and crystal-clear lips touching.

The psychological dam that has been built for a long time has been hit hard at this moment.

The flood was released.

I don't know when the clouds and fog shrouded outside the window, and the moonlight was no longer there.

I don't know when, it started to rain lightly.

There was no light in the house, and the lamp lit by the spiritual fire had already been extinguished, leaving only a slight sound.

Not long after, the light rain outside the window turned into a torrential downpour.

The strong wind rolled up the dark clouds, and the rain fell rapidly. The leaves were like a boat in the wind and rain, and it was difficult to resist the offensive of the sky.

I don't know how long it took, but the heavy rain receded slowly.

Only a few drops of water remained.

This patter of light rain lasted all night.

The wind and rain are fierce, but the drizzle is even more beautiful.

The trees outside the window swayed all night in the wind and rain.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wei Canglan suddenly opened his eyes.

The sharp perception of the crisis woke him up from his dream.

He knew that he made an extremely wrong decision last night.

Today, it is possible to accept Yu'er's disappointed eyes and Ning Chan's anger.

He is likely to become a villain master who bears the infamy.

Luckily, he got up slowly until he saw Canxi who was sleeping beside him, and his last fantasy was gone.

Did you and Canxi pass the last hurdle last night?
"Master...hehe...Master, don't be like this..."

Obviously, Tang Canxi was having a sweet dream.

Looking at her appearance, Wei Canglan began to prepare for the worst.

No matter what, Canxi is innocent, what happened last night was all initiated by me, the master, and all the responsibilities are borne by me!
Hell is fine, I will be the master, she will live well...

Properly……

Ok?
Wei Canglan felt something was wrong.

He lifted the quilt to take a look, and found that his obscene pants were still on his body. He was relieved immediately, and then slowly began to recall what happened last night.