This villain's style is crooked

Lu Cha raised his hand to let out a breeze, and opened the door of the palace.

The young man in black standing at the door was drenched all over, his hands were helplessly wrapped around his chest, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

The trembling long eyelashes, like a butterfly against the light, cast a faint shadow on his pale cheeks.

It looked pitiful, like a stray dog ​​that was soaked by heavy rain and was looking for shelter everywhere.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed through the rolling dark clouds.

Lu Cha vaguely felt that something was wrong, but saw Wen Yu trembling even more.

"Master..."

He seemed to call Lu Cha subconsciously, and tears rolled down from his pupils, unable to hide his fear.

oh~

Will the little villain be afraid of thunder?

Thinking of Wen Yu's identity as a rabbit demon, Lu Cha couldn't understand why. m.

The fluffy little rabbit is really very timid!

"The wooden house was destroyed by lightning, can this disciple sleep at Master's place tonight?"

Wen Yu asked cautiously, clutching his clothes nervously with his fingertips, as if he was afraid that he would be chased away by Lucha:

"The apprentice won't take up too much space, just sleep on the master's foot..."

"That's not necessary, you can live in the side hall."

Lu Cha cast a small spell to dry Wen Yu's clothes and hair, and also closed the doors and windows, spreading spiritual power to block the thunder outside.

She was going to tidy up the side hall when she was suddenly hugged by Wen Yu from behind.

The boy's body was hot, and his crying voice was hoarse, with uneven panting:

"Master... this disciple is suddenly very hot... and my body hurts too..."

"What should I do..."

Wen Yu deliberately stimulated the seal in his body, causing the spiritual power circulating in Dantian to become restless and out of control.

The familiar pain spread to his whole body in an instant, like a red-hot iron, penetrating into his flesh.

Wen Yu trembled uncontrollably and collapsed on the bed beside him.

On the coquettish face, there was a charming flush, and a pair of long snow-white rabbit ears gradually appeared on the top of the head.

Seeing the young man curled up in pain, his thin lips turning crimson from being bitten, and sobbing uncomfortably, Lu Cha was stunned.

What is the little villain Jie doing? ? ?

It shouldn't be!

It's not spring yet!

Then why is he torturing himself? ? ?

Looking for excitement?

For the first time, Lucha felt that his head was not enough.

And Wen Yu caught a glimpse of the confusion and doubts on Lu Cha's face, but he was not shocked. He lightly grabbed the brocade quilt under him, hiding the complexity in his eyes.

Sure enough, she already knew that he was a demon.

But when he raised his eyes, Wen Yu pretended to be panicked and hurriedly covered the rabbit ears.

But it can't be blocked at all.

The snow-white rabbit ears moved.

"Master, I, I..."

The young man's thin lips fluttered, wanting to explain, but he couldn't utter a single word.

For a moment.

He grabbed his rabbit ears, lowered his eyelids, with a gesture of not daring to face Lu Cha: "I'm sorry..."

"I didn't want to deceive Master, but I was afraid that you would hate my identity as a disciple."

"If the master wants to kill the disciple, the disciple will not resist..."

Wen Yu quietly drew out the small dagger hidden in his sleeve.

Yan Lucha's strength is higher than his. If he uses spiritual power in front of the opponent, he will definitely be discovered.

If she really wanted to kill him, it happened that he could dig out her heart without any burden.

Wen Yu's other hand was suddenly covered with softness.

Deer tea, as usual, helped him calm down the restless spiritual power in his body:

"The monster race is also qualified to learn from a teacher."

"No matter whether you are a demon or a human, or what you have done before, now you are only the only apprentice of the master."

"The teacher will always protect you."

Wen Yu was absent-minded for a moment.

The woman sitting next to him lowered her head slightly, her expression was gentle, and her tiny miniature was reflected in her clear eyes.

It seems that she will choose to tolerate whatever he does.

Seeing Wen Yu's straight gaze, Lu Cha raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Why aren't you talking?"

boom--!

She was pressed against the head of the bed by the boy, and her hands were pressed against the wall.

Wen Yu quietly looked at Lu Cha, who was imprisoned in his arms, and an unknown dark color fainted in his twinkling eyes:

"If the disciple is like this...will the master also protect the disciple?"

After the last word fell, Wen Yu kissed Lu Cha's pink lips.

He kissed the softness strangely and greenly.

The hand that was holding Lu Cha down was moved behind her.

What Wen Yu held in his hand was a sharp dagger.

The tip of the knife is facing the back of Lucha.

As long as he stabs hard now, he can dig out that exquisite heart with nine apertures.

But I don't know if it was because of what Lu Cha said just now, but he still felt the softness that he had never touched before, and he suddenly felt a little bit hesitant to do it.

Could it be that the tip of the knife was pointing at his heart?

Wen Yu felt ridiculous at his own thoughts, clenched the dagger tightly, and was about to take action when his wrists were suddenly clamped.

The next moment, he was pushed onto the bed.

Wen Yu's body tensed up immediately, her heart beating like a drum.

Lu Cha didn't seem to see the dagger in his hand, and chuckled softly:

"As a master, it is necessary for a teacher to teach his disciples what is kissing."

Wen Yu was stunned.

Before he could react, Lu Cha's lips had already dropped, hooking the tip of his tongue.

Wen Yu's mind went blank for an instant.

Like the fish on the cutting board, let the woman's warm and soft, entangled between his lips and teeth, leaving a sweet body fluid.

He is like a thirsty person who has been walking in the desert for a long time, instinctively grabbing the sweetness drop by drop.

Wen Yu's eyes gradually became misty, as if covered by a layer of misty smoke.

The scorching hotness in the body is more painful than when the spiritual power is out of control.

Like a beast trapped in a cage, trying hard to break out.

He raised his hand in a strange way, but Lu Cha had already got up.

A ray of crystal clear fell from between their lips.

Wen Yu felt lonely for no reason.

"You sleep here tonight, and go outside to watch for the teacher." Lu Cha threw away the dagger casually, with a wicked look in his eyes.

Makes you want to kill me!

Just sleep by yourself!

A thunderstorm will scare you to death!

Hearing the sound of the palace door closing, Wen Yu turned over and buried his face in the quilt.

When Yan Lucha left just now, he actually wanted to grab her sleeve...

Smelling the elegant fragrance of flowers lingering at the tip of her nose, Wen Yu suddenly realized something.

Right now he!Lying on the quilt covered by Yanlu tea!