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With no way to retreat, he looked towards Xiao Fangchi.

Their eyes collided in the air, and neither seemed to admit defeat.

The purple eyes became darker and darker, as if something was about to break through, but he tried hard to restrain it.

Song Huaiqing saw the change in his eyes and realized what Xiao Fangchi was thinking.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, he moved closer, raised his chin slightly, and moved his chin closer to Xiao Fangchi's hand.

He looked at Xiao Fangchi with drooping eyes, still looking cold, but the words he said made Xiao Fangchi freeze up.

Song Huaiqing: "Lick it clean."

One of his hands was still held by Xiao Fangchi, and he didn't pull away now. He just looked at Xiao Fangchi with a look that was close to disdain, as if he was some kind of trash.

Xiao Fangchi's heart was beating like a drum, as if his soul had been seduced. No matter how strong he was, he was about to fall apart.

His heart trembled, and the hand on his master's chin trembled a little and did not move for a moment.

Song Huaiqing did nothing else and waited for his reaction.

After a while.

Xiao Fangchi put his hand behind Song Huaiqing's head and padded it to prevent him from getting hit. The other hand held his chin and slowly moved up.

The breaths are getting closer, moist, hot, and gradually intertwined.

Song Huaiqing couldn't help but feel tense, and resisted the urge to push the person out. The hand hanging by her side clenched the corner of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Xiao Fangchi was half-kneeling, and when he came close to Song Huaiqing, he struggled to look away from the moist lips, glanced at the master quickly, and saw that the latter did not show any disgust in his eyes, then he stuck out his tongue and lightly Gently lick off the traces of juice remaining on Song Huaiqing's skin bit by bit.

Song Huaiqing's whole body's senses were concentrated on his jaw at this time. He could feel that the tongue was warm and soft, as if it was not meant to scare him, but also very gentle.

Gradually, Song Huaiqing didn't even notice when he loosened his clothes.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Fangchi retreated, kneeling down and looking up at Song Huaiqing, his breathing was disordered, there was a thin layer of red at the end of his eyes, his eyes were gleaming, he was obviously the one who moved his mouth, but at this moment he was... The look of being bullied miserably.

The voice was soft and hoarse: "Master."

Song Huaiqing's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the ice and snow in his eyes seemed to have melted a lot. Apart from that, no other changes could be seen. He took out a silk handkerchief from Xiao Fangchi's girdle and slowly and carefully wiped his chin.

After a while, he raised his hand and gently lifted Xiao Fangchi's chin, and said in a casual tone, "Get out."

Xiao Fangchi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the master to be so ruthless, throwing it away mercilessly after teasing it.

Seeing that he didn't move, Song Huaiqing moved his fingertips up and landed on Xiao Fangchi's lower lip.

Unlike him who was seriously ill, Xiao Fangchi could be said to have bright lips and white teeth.

He rubbed the soft lips heavily with his fingertips. Xiao Fangchi didn't make any move, he raised his head and let him bully him, being very obedient.

He kneaded the ground harder, and Xiao Fangchi groaned, his voice low and hoarse, forced out of his throat, and the redness at the end of his eyes deepened.

Song Huaiqing took in Xiao Fangchi's appearance and saw him trying his best to endure it. An inexplicable pleasure rose from the bottom of his heart, and a little chuckle escaped from his throat.

Then he suddenly dropped his hand, and following his movement, Xiao Fangchi tilted his head to one side.

Song Huaiqing had leaned back again, closed his eyes, kicked Xiao Fangchi with his toes, became a little angry, and said word by word:

"Get out, get out."

Xiao Fangchi reacted very quickly this time. He lowered his head and looked at the robe with marks made by his own hands. He clenched and unclenched his hands, then stood up and went out.

Lingyue held his chin with his hands, the wind blowing by his ears, blowing his broken hair up and dancing in the air. I was viciously cursing a certain inhumane femme fatale in my heart, when I suddenly felt that there seemed to be an extra person next to me.

He glanced at it and was stunned for a moment.

Then I got excited.

He laughed a few times, put his hands on his hips, and felt happy that a great revenge had been avenged:

"Hey, we haven't seen you for a while, why are you so angry? Are you being kicked out by the Immortal Lord??"

Xiao Fangchi was in a very good mood now, so good that he didn't bother to argue with Ling Yue and found an empty place to sit down.

He doesn't care anymore, but Ling Yue is a person who puts his nose in his face. He has always been strong when the enemy is strong, and when the enemy is weak, he is stronger. He finally let him seize the opportunity, so how could he let it go.

And he could see that with Song Song around, the femme fatale did not dare to go too far with him. As long as his life was not in danger, he would dare to continue jumping around!

Lingyue sat on the edge, his feet hanging outside, dangling in a good mood. He sighed deeply and taught Xiao Fangchi the same tone as his elders:

"Although you treat me badly, I don't care because I treat you as a junior."

Xiao Fangchi slowly looked at Lingyue: "???"

Oh, god damn junior.

This person really doesn't know how to write the word "death".

Seeing his confusion, Lingyue explained patiently: "I calculated with my fingers. From the first moment I saw you, I knew that I would become your master in the future. The so-called elder brother is like father, then I Then I will be your...mother!!!! Help, help!!!"

The fire beast walked in mid-air. Before Ling Yue finished speaking, he hung upside down. There was a spiritual power line tied around his ankle to prevent him from falling, and the other end of the line was Xiao Fangchi.

Xiao Fangchi took the time to pinch the thread and tied it aside, then admired Ling Yue's miserable condition, his screams echoing in his ears.

Xiao Fangchi was not worried that his master would hear the movement, because there was a formation inside the carriage that blocked out the sound. Even if you hear it, it doesn't matter. Master said, as long as it doesn't hurt this person's life.

Originally he was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with this person.

But it seems that he is not taught a lesson, and this man becomes more and more unruly.

Master?

Ha ha.

He raised his hand and gave the fire beast a slap. The four hooves suddenly ran faster, and Ling Yue suddenly screamed even more miserably.

"Xiao Fangchi, you, you... villain, suddenly, sneak attack on me, what kind of ability do you have... Ahhhhh!!"

The subordinate who was driving next to him looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, without squinting. He even moved his buttocks silently, for fear of being affected.

The fire beast travels extremely fast, and the wind in mid-air is not something that ordinary people can withstand, let alone hanging upside down like this. It will take off a layer of skin even if it is not dead.

……

As soon as Xiao Fangchi left, only Song Huaiqing remained.

The carriage fell into silence.

After a while, Song Huaiqing opened his eyes a little, and his eyes fell on something, feeling a little unhappy. It can be said that he was in a very bad mood now.

He just looked at it without making any other move, and he was actually getting angry with himself.

He thought he would calm down quickly.

As a result, the facts told him what it means to think.

After another moment, he sighed softly, rubbed his eyebrows, and finally reluctantly stretched his hand somewhere.

Even though he was weak and his breathing was always shallow, it gradually became heavier now, and his lips were bitten by him.

He half-closed his eyes, his eyes a little distracted.

After a long time, a white light seemed to flash in his mind, and he couldn't help but groan a few times.

Everything was silent.

Song Huaiqing calmed down for a while, staring at the marks on his fingertips in trance.

After looking at it for a while, he came back to his senses, expressionlessly took out the handkerchief from his storage bag, and cleaned up the mess.