Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3474 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (65)

Xianjun couldn't help gasping slightly, his chest rising and falling, his calm and indifferent appearance was broken by three points, he tried to push away the dyed white, and his only reason made him mute: "This is not Broken Yuan ..."

  "Does the master mean that it is enough to stay in Duanyuan?" Ranbai quickly caught the loopholes in Yu Chen's words, and she raised her eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

  Yu Chen's long eyelashes trembled, closed his eyes, and covered the misty eyes, his body was cold and tight, and he did not speak.

  "Can this be done in Duanyuan?" Demon Lord was very conscious of taking advantage of the danger, pinched Yu Chen's chin, and asked in his ear: "Kiss you like this?"

  There is no way to answer the question.

  Yu Chen even breathed indifferently.

  Ranbai did not press any more questions, she knelt down on Xianjun, provoked his chin, her breath fell on Yu Chen’s thin lips, “No one’s... Master, don’t worry.”

The Demon Zun's fingers pressed the thin and delicate back of the young man's neck, and his fingertips ran across, kissing hard, with a strong possessiveness, but when he spoke, he seemed to be begging and pitiful. Like a little devil with inconsistent appearances: "Master should be an encouragement...just this time."

Xianjun's figure was very stiff, but slowly softened by the girl's movements, the temperature of the fingertips that stroked the back of his neck was cold, but he was shockingly hot in a trance, and his body shivered. With entangled lips and teeth, he almost lost his strength while grasping his white wrist, almost overflowing the low swallow between his lips and teeth, and was bitten again by him.

The slender fingers have clear blood vessels and veins, and they moved a few times. In the end, the movement of grasping the wrist was loosened, and the fingertips slowly dropped, and the light of the eyes was squeezed, and the expression was no longer cold, against the slender body. The dyed snow clothes reveal a different kind of enchantment.

Dye Bai knelt on Xianjun on one knee and trapped the person in the seat. She could perceive that Yu Chen's push-rejection was a little looser, and finally froze there quietly, only raising her chin in a timely manner, letting it go. She kissed, her indifferent eyes were invaded by the mist, bleached with color, and the curvature of her neck was beautiful, all of which indicated the silent compromise and fall.

  The laughter was crushed and tossed, and the devil's eyebrows were affectionate, pressing the back of his neck.

Until Xianjun completely lost his strength and was kissed sobbing, his long eyelashes fell wet, half covering the shattered light of his eyes, his fingertips trembled slightly, his breathing was unstable and lightly panting, and his voice was dumb: " Enough, enough..."

  This is the first time Xianjun’s acquiescence attitude, and even some imperceptible green response, Ranbai licked the corner of his lips, coaxing him and said: "Master is obedient, do it again."

  At this time,

  The door of the room was knocked suddenly.

  "Xianjun." The disciple standing outside the door said warmly: "I made tea for you."

  The two were still kissing and entangled, they were ambiguous, the young fairy froze, his fingers gathered the girl's slender wrists, and the end of his eyes was unfading.

   "It's okay." Mozun said in a low voice, with a fleeting cold light in her eyes. She cleared her throat, and said calmly and lazily: "No need, you can withdraw."

  One door away, it can be easily pushed open, and the atmosphere seems to freeze in a certain moment.

  Fortunately, after the disciple outside the door heard it, there was no extra action, but he stepped back obediently.

  The demon girl murmured lazily: "He is so annoying."

  Yu Chen lowered his eyebrows slightly, his coldness was broken, his lip color was abnormally red, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and finally he calmed down and stretched out his hand to push her away.

  Dye Bai looked at him with a smile, and one knee was pressed on his lap, similar to a kneeling posture, the clothes were folded together, very ambiguous.

   "I'll help Master tidy up the clothes." Her fingertips hooked the youth's slightly open snow jacket collar, her voice was slightly muted: "Don't do anything else."

After the tossing just now, Xianjun’s original meticulous and clean snow clothes were a bit messy, and wrinkled, not too solemn and solemn, the originally neat and neat neckline spread out, half revealing the beauty, the clavicle lines are exquisite, and the complexion is cold. The white, half-concealed and half-concealed is the most confusing.

  Dye-white fingertips rubbed his collarbone, unconventionally gathered clothes for Xianjun.

"Can you go down this time?" The mist in Yu Chen's eyes gradually dissipated. He quietly looked at the girl who was kneeling on him, his thin lips lightly opened, and his voice was hoarse from the kiss, leaving a bit of clarity and interweaving. She is beautiful and sexy, and her tone is unwavering.

Ran Bai supported Yu Chen on his side, straightened up unhurriedly, and stood in front of Xianjun, very close. He lowered his eyes to look at the youth, and suddenly leaned forward, rubbing Yu Chenbo with his fingers ambiguously. Lips rubbed a little water.

The head had finally arranged the Fairy Sword Conference. He hurried back and forgot to knock on the door for a while. When he pushed in, only the figure of the girl in red was leaning over, and the fairy sitting on the seat seemed very close. , As if lowering his body to touch the person, such a picture at first glance, with a bit of cryptic ambiguity, is imaginative.

  The head was startled for a moment, and almost snapped his mouth: "What are you doing?!"

Ran Bai heard the voice behind her, her face remained unchanged, she was not at all flustered, with her back to the head, she smiled arrogantly and casually at Yu Chen's lips, her fingertips had just brushed his thin lips, and she was down again. For a second, he pressed directly on his lips, his actions were silently provocative, carelessly frivolous.

  The young fairy looked calm, watched the girl's movements, and pressed his thin lips lightly.

  Mozun slowly turned around, looked at the head, raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

  The head was also frightened by the scene just now. It is hard not to think too much, but now that I reacted, seeing the lonely and abstinent fairy next to me, I deeply regret it and spurned myself thinking too much in the bottom of my heart.

  What did I just think about!

  How could I think so.

  A person like Xianjun who is aloof and not tainted with slender dust, how does it have anything to do with his apprentice?

  He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, and said awkwardly: "It's nothing."

  The head cleared his throat, bending over respectfully, "Xianjun."

  Yu Chen nodded coldly.

It can be said that there is no contact between the head and dye white, that is, I saw it on the day when the trial ended. This time I actually saw it. He couldn't help but look at it a few more times. The first feeling was that the girl was pretty. Very wild, at first glance, it is the kind that is not easy to provoke disobedience, and Xianjun is two extremes no matter where you look at it.

so……

  I don’t know how they got along when they were in Duanyuan.

  The head sighed in his heart, sat next to him, and talked about business with Yu Chen sternly.

  Ranbai was standing aside, behind Xianjun, at this time she looked like a real apprentice, and did not act excessively, but her brows were still lazy, revealing an elusive evil spirit.

When the head of    was talking to Yu Chen, his gaze fell on Yu Chen’s thin lips inadvertently, and he suddenly realized that Xianjun’s lips seemed to be too gorgeous, and he was so beautiful.

  He subconsciously froze for a while, but didn't think much.

  (End of this chapter)