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Song Huaiqing didn't know how long she had been kissed.

His whole body was weak and he couldn't muster any strength, so he could only be held limply in Xiao Fangchi's arms.

He felt that Xiao Fangchi was like a wild beast that wanted to tear him apart and devour him.

When Xiao Fangchi finally showed mercy and let him go, he felt vaguely that his mouth seemed to be swollen, numb and a little painful.

Xiao Fangchi joked: "Master is too squeamish. Whose master has his mouth swollen like this after being kissed for a while?"

But before he could recover, the kiss changed position.

"You... um..."

As soon as he could say a word, his mind, which was still swept away by the tide, fell into chaos again, and his chest rose and fell with a somewhat rapid breathing.

The delicate kisses went all the way down the jaw, finally stopping at the fragile neck.

Song Huaiqing tilted his head back, exposing his slender neck. Because of this movement, his mandible became more angular.

Xiao Fangchi took good care of every part of the skin and kissed it gently. The neck was too fragile, so he didn't dare to use too much force, although he wanted to leave marks on it.

He licked gently and slid over the bulge, successfully inducing a shiver.

As he kissed down, he loosened the front of Master's robe a little, so that he could clearly see the collarbone.

He turned around and came to the collarbone.

The person he had been thinking about for so long was now in his arms, as if he had been kissed stupidly, as if he was being ravaged by him, and his string of reason could hardly be stretched.

Xiao Fangchi thought a little uncontrollably, just think of it as him collecting some interest, and if the master wants to be punished tomorrow when he wakes up, then he will be punished.

Thinking like this, Xiao Fangchi kissed her a little harder, leaving ambiguous traces on it. The kiss marks fell one by one, like plum blossoms in winter.

Song Huaiqing was kissed so hard that she couldn't resist at all, and could only break into low moans from her throat.

There seemed to be a fire on his body, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't, don't, don't... kiss..."

Song Huaiqing struggled and pushed Xiao Fangchi.

He had basically no strength, and it could hardly be regarded as a push. At most, he touched Xiao Fangchi softly.

Xiao Fangchi stopped.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Fangchi raised his head and looked at him, and he could still see the love that had not yet dissipated in his eyes! want.

"Uncomfortable..."

Song Huaiqing's uncomfortable expression didn't look like he was faking it, it looked like he was about to cry.

Xiao Fangchi became anxious and all his sense returned: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?!"

"me…"

Song Huaiqing didn't know what to say. Although he was drunk, he still felt shameful deep in his consciousness, and there were some things that he couldn't explain.

"You, let go of me."

Song Huaiqing struggled to get up from Xiao Fangchi.

Xiao Fangchi suddenly understood something.

He held down the master, and there was another burst of low laughter. He was extremely happy, and said hoarsely:

"Master can tell the disciple directly. The disciple is happy to serve the master."

Although Song Huaiqing's brain reaction was a little slow at this time, when Xiao Fangchi's hand went there, the fear deep in his consciousness made him react quickly.

He raised his hand and gave Xiao Fangchi a slap. He shook his body uncontrollably and struggled vigorously.

"Get out of here!"

He roared fiercely.

But the voice was too hoarse at this time, and even though it was a roar, it could only be described as a fierce look but a stern expression.

Xiao Fangchi noticed something was wrong with his master almost instantly. He patted his back with one hand, leaned close to his ear and whispered comfortingly:

"Master, don't be afraid, trust me."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a slightly deep ending. It slowly rippled in the ears, carrying a moist and gentle warmth, like sunshine, blending into Song Huaiqing's eardrums, giving people a sense of peace of mind for no reason.

Song Huaiqing was stunned for a moment and struggled a little less.

Seeing this, Xiao Fangchi kept up his efforts and continued to comfort: "Master, believe me."

As he spoke, he kissed Song Huaiqing's earlobe tenderly.

Song Huaiqing trembled and relaxed a little, and the fear spreading from deep inside his heart dissipated a little.

Xiao Fangchi carefully observed the changes in Master's expression, and patted Master's back again and again.

Seeing that Master was no longer resisting so much, he slowly moved forward with his other hand.

When little Song Huaiqing was held, Song Huaiqing's body still stiffened uncontrollably.

Xiao Fangchi quickly kissed and said, "Master, don't be afraid, it's very comfortable."

He deliberately bit his tongue and spoke each word, his voice becoming hoarse and deeper, with a strong sense of comfort and at the same time, a hint of coaxing.

Song Huaiqing slowly relaxed.

Fear, restlessness and love! The wave of desire swept over him, and his breathing began to quicken. His thin gasps filled the room, which was dazzling.

The room is full of charm.

……

It was already midnight when Xiao Fangchi carried Song Huaiqing back to the inn.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Ling Yue rushed forward.

"What are you doing?! Why are you back so late?!"

Xiao Fangchi ignored him and walked around him to go upstairs.

Ling Yue held him back.

Xiao Fangchi glanced at him impatiently: "What does it have to do with you?"

"You!" Ling Yue was furious, "Do you think it's you that I care about? The Immortal Lord is weak, and I'm worried about the Immortal Lord!"

They went out in the evening and came back around midnight. Song Song was still being held. What were these two doing? !

As he spoke, he tried to stand on tiptoes to see Song Song's current state clearly.

Song Huaiqing was blocked by Xiao Fangchi's arms, and the fur of his cloak covered his face, making it impossible for Ling Yue to see clearly.

Xiao Fangchi sneered: "You don't have to worry about it, Master. I will take care of you. Besides, Master is too tired and has fallen asleep. If you wake Master up, I guarantee you will lose half of your life."

After saying that, he ignored Ling Yue and walked upstairs.

Ling Yue was incompetent and furious: "You, you, you! This is simply extremely bad!!"

After carefully placing the master on the bed, Xiao Fangchi carefully tucked him in as usual.

Song Huaiqing's eroticism had faded at this time and she had returned to her former appearance. Maybe it was because they had been kissing her for a long time, but her lips, which had always been dull, were now a lot more rosy, and she looked more cheerful.

Xiao Fangchi took a jar of ointment and carefully applied it to his still red and swollen lips.

Seeing that the redness and swelling began to subside slowly, Xiao Fangchi put away the ointment with confidence, leaned over and kissed his master on the forehead.

"Master, good night."

Zhao Yan was already waiting at the door.

As soon as Xiao Fangchi went out, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty..."

Xiao Fangchi waved his hand and interrupted him: "Go get a few buckets of cold water first. We'll talk about anything later."

Zhao Yan didn't question it, just agreed and went to prepare.

Xiao Fangchi soaked in cold water for more than half an hour before he felt that the heat in his body was gradually suppressed.

Kissing and the like was fine, but there were some things that no matter how unbearable he was, he still had to endure them without his master's consent.

The master was drunk and unconscious. He could have coaxed him, but he didn't want to.

But thinking of the master's reaction when he was drunk, Xiao Fangchi laughed softly again.

If the master gets better in the future, he would like to let him get drunk a few more times.

That's definitely not possible now.

You can't tell, Master won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

Now that Xiao Fangchi had completely regained his senses, he realized how wrong he was and how he shouldn't have allowed his master to drink so much.