Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3490 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (81)

  When the temperature of the girl's fingertips passed by, it brought a subtle strangeness, Yu Chen said in a low and cold tone: "No."

   "I don't believe it." The Mozun is always good at playing this set. She smiled and dragged people to the throne and said lazily: "Unless Master kisses me."

  "……"

  She got a long silence in exchange.

  Yu Chen frowned and pushed her away.

  Mozun bit the corner of Yin's red lips, the color is beautiful and crimson, a bit uncomfortable, but there is no other action in the end.

  The throne is huge.

  It's just right for two people to sit down.

   Ranbai thought of something, grabbed Yu Chen's wrist, and quickly picked up his snow-white sleeves, and saw the red hand rope hidden under the sleeves, which looked very beautiful.

  Seeing this red rope, I feel a lot better after dyeing it white, and said cheerfully: "Master, please take good care of it."

  Looking at the smile in the corner of the girl's eyes, Yu Chen looked down at the red string between her wrists. He did not speak, his eyes were quiet, and he withdrew his hand.

  The news of an immortal sword repairer came from the Demon World, and he quickly spread like wildfire.

  But the whitening is still blocked in the shortest time.

  She didn't prepare a room for Xianjun, she shared a room with herself.

  However, Xianjun is really serious and abstinent. He is cold and accustomed. Kissing is already the limit, and other things really can’t be done.

  In the end, I still lived next door to Ranbai.

certainly,

  This does not prevent Mozun from going through the window and climbing the bed at night.

  Usually when Yu Chen opened his eyes, he could see the girl beside him.

After seeing that Yu Chen woke up, Ran Bai didn't panic at all, and smiled to Yu Chen calmly, and then lazily leaned to Xianjun's side, closed his eyes to sleep, and was finally carried back to him by Xianjun. Room.

   Repeatedly repeatedly, every time the Mozun looked through the window with perseverance, and became dishonest every time, it became a habit.

  It rained tonight, and peach blossoms were knocked down. The sky was dull and the moonlight was not visible.

  Lengyu knocked on the window, thunder and lightning flashed.

  Yu Chen woke up in the night, feeling a suffocation, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the **** his body.

Demon Zun has always loved red clothes, and rarely wears white clothes. This time he only wore a black shirt, with an extraordinarily pale skin color. He was so lazy and wanton to press on him, and his thin lips fell on the neck of the fairy. The ambiguous traces on the cold skin are very conspicuous, especially on Xianjun, which is even more eye-catching. The well-fitted snow-white coat is also slightly messy.

  Faced with such a scene as soon as he woke up, Yu Chen stiffened.

   And the white dyeing didn't mean to stop at all. The white teeth seemed to bite open the collar of his snow jacket, and he actually wanted to tear his clothes apart.

  There was a slight tingling in the neck, and even the corners of his lips were slightly hot. You don't need to think about Yu Chen to know what Mozun did while he was asleep.

  He always sleeps lightly and is extremely vigilant, but all of this seems to be of no use to dye Bai. It is easy to sleep deeply, if it is not deliberately awakened, there is no defense at all.

  I don’t know when she was so special.

"Mo Bai." Seeing that dye Bai's behavior became more and more unconscious, Xianjun rarely experienced the feeling of a headache. He turned his eyes to avoid the kiss that dyed white falling, the neck line was fragile and clear, and he did not know it. The ambiguous bite marks are even more cold and confusing against the background of such an environment.

Just about to raise his hand, he realized that his wrist was also being held by the Demon Lord. Yu Chen didn't move at all. He looked directly at the girl, his newly awakened eyes still had a bit of residual mist, and his pupils were warm and faint, a bit less shocked. But the tone was cold and almost frozen, and he said in a deep voice, "If you dare to tear it, let me go out."

"I haven't torn it yet." The red-clothed girl spoke in a voice like complaining, but she did not deliver it by pressing Yu Chen's hand, she still pressed on him, her lips almost fell on the side of Xianjun's neck, but she was Yu Chen avoided, she muttered: "Why is the master so fierce?"

  It seems that there is still a pitiful grievance.

  As if Yu Chen did something wrong.

  "……"

  Xianjun has been solemn for so many years, it is rare that he has nothing to do with a person.

  Reluctant to say heavy words, reluctant to do it, in the end all the rejections turned into silent connivance and acquiescence.

   And the demon is very bad, relying on this connivance, and don't know how to constrain.

   like it is now,

  It was her who was the first to overdo it, but it seemed like Yu Chen did something overly to her.

Xianjun seemed to sigh lightly. He lay there with his eyebrows slightly closed. His thin snow clothes were not as tight as the day. He was stained white and tossed for three points. His eyebrows were clear and snow-colored. The color is allure, a face that can't be portrayed by any pen and ink.

But I was always covered by the cold coercion, but at the moment it was sharp and soft in the night, and it seemed that the face was so perfect to see the extreme, and the neck was a little bit red. That look really wanted to be destroyed. Destroy, watching his indifferent eyes become misty with moisture, cold and thin lips slightly open and breathe out.

   Defile the gods and sink them.

   "I won't drive you away." Yu Chen said coldly: "You get up first."

  There was thunderstorm outside the window, and the room was very dim. Dyeing white eyes down to look at the appearance of the fairy, lowered his body and said: "Master, do you know what it is suitable for now?"

   "What." Yu Chen's tone was flat.

   "Suitable for double repairs." White eyebrows are crooked, smiling freely.

  "……"

  Xianjun pushed her away silently.

  Yan Bai lay on her side, leaning into Yu Chen's arms, "Shuangxiu, okay?"

Her eyes were suddenly covered and plunged into complete darkness. The eternally clean and clear fragrance lingered her. The sound falling from her ears became clearer and audible in the darkness of her eyes, and her tone remained at a level: "Or Go back, or settle down."

  Under the trade-off,

  Dyeing white still chose An Anfen to sleep with Xianjun.

  But it is not peaceful to say that you are peaceful.

Xianjun has always been stern, even when he fell asleep, his body was straight and indifferent. The devil held Yu Chen's thin waist with peace of mind, and directly pulled Yu Chen's arm straight as his pillow, with his forehead just touching his collarbone, pointing Jian deliberately or unintentionally dived into his shirt and placed it on the youth's beautiful waist and abdomen. He noticed that Yu Chen's body was cold and stiff, so he stopped moving, but he didn't pull out his hand.

  Always an intimate and ambiguous posture.

Even when I fell asleep, I didn't forget to be a gangster, and from time to time I touched the lines of the young man's waist and abdomen that felt very good. Converge cleanly and continue to sleep.

   After he really fell asleep, he still grabbed the quilt with Yu Chen. A quilt was abruptly swept away by the Demon Lord with his strength, and he turned over and took the entire paper, leaving only one corner of the quilt for Yu Chen.

  Yu Chen: "..."

He silently glanced at the small corner of the quilt in front of him, then glanced at the devil who was not aware of the quilt all over his body, and was so comfortable that he was sleeping with his arm. Half of his face was buried in the quilt while sleeping with the quilt. The profile is delicate and beautiful, and the hair is messy and scattered.

  (End of this chapter)