Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 413 The Burned Witch 15
Wen Chun suddenly sneezed in the castle of the dragon Abel.

Charles looked sideways.

"Is the master sick?"

Wen Chun frowned slightly: "No."

She looked out the window, only to find that the moon disappeared at some point.

The next morning.

The whole of Abel's castle has become Charles' castle.

Wen Chun also thought about it all night last night.

Finally figured out some way.

"Master, it's time for breakfast." Charles came out from behind Wen Chun.

He held a tray in his hand.

Tall, but still as elegant as ever.

But today, Charles' hair was unusually not tied back, but scattered casually on his shoulders.

It seems a little lazy.

The dark eyes expressed Wen Chun.

There is a touch of warmth in the eyes.

of course……

As far as Wen Chun is concerned, trusting him is a warm ghost...

This bad old man is very bad...

only……

Wen Chun is not a newcomer either.

The confrontation between the bosses.

Nature is sword light and blood shadow

Startled at every step.

As if she had just heard Charles' voice, Wen Chun turned her head and looked at Charles.

Then barefoot, got off the sofa.

Wen Chun's bedroom at this moment is not as rough as it was seen yesterday.

Instead, Charles has taken care of him very well.

There was a thick carpet on the floor.

All the specifications are as they were in the palace at that time.

Extremely luxurious and beautiful.

Wen Chun walked up to Charles, then raised her head: "You..."

Charles originally watched Wen Chun's movements with great interest.

Hearing Wen Chun's words at this moment.

Interest suddenly came: "What's wrong with me?"

Wen Chun blinked and tilted his head slightly.

Smooth black hair slid down one of her shoulders.

"Your hair is not tied up..."

Charles was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

He obviously didn't expect his master to notice this aspect of him.

Suddenly smiled: "Yes...Master."

Just as Charles was waiting for Wen Chun's next words.

Wen Chun didn't speak anymore.

Instead, he returned to the sofa with bare feet.

Charles chuckled.

Could it be that the owner of the house just said this to make him feel better...

This is really, strange...

The previous owner wouldn't pay attention to this about him.

It seemed only yesterday that the master had aroused his interest.

He had a smile on his face.

Don't put the tray in your hand on that table either.

Instead, it was placed on the small round table next to Wen Chun's sofa.

Then bent slightly, took out the things in the tray one by one, and put them on the table.

Exquisite dim sum, black tea that relieves tiredness.

Plates were placed on the small round table.

And when he bent down to place it, he glanced sideways at Wen Chun: "Master, don't you like it..."

"If you don't like it, I can tie it up again."

When you're done, stand up.

He reached out and brushed the hair on the side of his face slightly.

His eyes turned to Wen Chun.

"After all, I really like to please the master~"

The further back the sound went, the lower it became.

With some crispy taste.

With Charles' dark pupils, his hormones are no longer exuding all the time.

The temptation of the devil is not just talk.

It's just that Wen Chun calmly blocked it.

Of course not ignoring.

Wen Chun was slightly dazed at Charles.

Then he lowered his head decisively.

Picking up the black tea, he took a sip lightly.

Only showing some pretty neck towards Charles.

Charles looked at Wen Chun without any reaction.

I was a little disappointed.

I don't know when, it seems that his little master has been more and more affecting his mind.

Wen Chun took a sip of black tea.

Then gracefully put the teacup back.

Slightly raising his head, he was facing the eyes of Charles looking over with a smile.

Then he pursed the corner of his mouth slightly, and then pretended to be natural: "No need. It's still very good..."

Charles was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth raised.

He looked at the woman in front of him pretending to be natural.

It's just the woman's slightly trembling eyelashes.

And the ears that were already a little red.

But let him see through the woman.

Immediately, he deliberately said: "Master, do you like my current appearance more, or my previous appearance?"

Then he saw the woman in front of him, he quickly closed his fingers together and then released them immediately.

The woman raised her head, revealing a still immature face.

Beautiful big eyes, staring at him.

Then he stretched out his finger and hooked it slightly towards him a few times.

motioned for him to come closer.

Charles didn't understand what the woman in front of him wanted to do.

But he also bent down very gently.

Then he felt that warm body leaning towards him.

Inexplicably, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly beat.

In the ear is the woman's hot breath.

Then he heard the woman say: "You can only appear in front of me like this, and you can only, and only tie up your hair in front of other people."

The sound is still sweet.

But with some strong possessiveness.

Charles didn't speak, and even the expression on his face didn't change much.

Only if you look carefully.

You will find that there is a deep smile in his eyes.

He hadn't heard such possessiveness for a long time.

How long has it been.

It must have existed for more than 200 years...

Charles was pushed by the woman in front of him.

It's like he has lost his use value.

Was thrown away without mercy.

He wasn't angry either.

There was still a decent smile on his face, looking at the woman in front of him who seemed a bit cold no matter what.

"Yes, master..."

he replied.

What he liked from the very beginning was the master's cold temperament.

Whether it was the first time he met his master, the other party was determined to kill everyone.

Still as possessive as now.

He clearly understood.

What the other party just said seemed a little lustful.

In fact, it's just the other party's practice of facing an object he likes.

What belongs to oneself is to completely belong to the other party.

And he is that thing of the other side.

It's just that he's happy.

Colin was found by him.

If the master really gave Colin the truth, then it is normal for him to eat the master~
A useless soul, what use is there if it is not eaten.

Originally, he was ready to eat this dull soul.

As a result, the owner suddenly changed...

It is so charming, so dazzling.

So much so that he couldn't look away.

It even seems that he only wants to be by the master's side.

He can feel the long-lost excitement...

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was some red in the pupils.

The whole person has a smell of obsession.

Stretching out the tip of her bright red tongue, she stared at her master.

He licked his lower lip lightly.

It seems to be eaten~
(End of this chapter)