Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Master, if you knew all the things in your past life, you would still say that you have no regrets.

Master, what you see in my mind is just a fragment. If you knew that in my previous life, I had already been married to you, but in the end I turned my back on you, even confessed my feelings to Xiao Lin, and in the end I did not hesitate to imprison and torture you because of Xiao Lin. , will you still forgive me?

Bei Yi walked back to the room, opened the door gently, and left a light in the room.

"Master, are you asleep?"

Han Ziyu sat up and said, "No."

Seeing the hurt expression on his master's face, Bei Yi's heart ached. Could it be that his master regretted it, but he didn't dare to ask.

"It's been so long, where have you been?"

Bei Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "No, I'm so happy. Go to the nearby mountain and howl, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Bei Yi, if you come later"

"Master," Bei Yi walked towards him, sat on the edge of the bed, and hugged him, "after everything calms down, let's get married."

The man in his arms nodded.

A tear fell from the corner of Bei Yi's eyes, staining Han Ziyu's clothes.

Han Ziyu looked up at his reddish eyes and reached out to wipe away the tears from his eyes.

He would not ask him why he was crying. He knew that he felt uncomfortable in his heart. These heartaches spread from the past life to this life, radiating out from every corner of his heart.

Bei Yi hugged him tightly and gently bit Han Ziyu's earlobe: "Master, the disciples in my previous life were ridiculous."

Han Ziyu's ears immediately turned red, and her whole face turned red at lightning speed. Like the red clouds after a heavy rain, it seems to have been cooked by the sultry summer heat, hot and red.

Seeing that the master was a little uncomfortable, Bei Yi immediately let go of his hand.

Han Ziyu called out Li Xuan, and Bei Yi thought he was going to be beaten again as a warning, but unexpectedly the master just placed Li Xuan in the middle of the bed.

"Before you and I get married, if we sleep in the same bed, we cannot cross this line."

Bei Yi curled his lips, but did not dare to contradict his master. After all, the present was different from the past.

He used to force his master to do it, but now that his master has agreed to be with him, he can no longer force anyone to do anything.

"Okay, I listen to Master, then we have to get married as soon as possible." Bei Yi lay on the bed and covered Master with a quilt.

As soon as he mentioned getting married, Han Ziyu's face immediately turned red again.

In the past, he had only seen his master angry and angry, and he had also seen him lying lifeless in an ice coffin, but he had never seen his master look so shy.

Bei Yi became more playful: "Master, do you still remember the spiritual weapon that your disciple made for you many years ago?"

"What spiritual weapon?" Han Ziyu thought for a long time and couldn't remember.

Bei Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he was so angry that he smiled evilly: "Master, you don't remember those mushroom spiritual weapons?"

Han Ziyu shouted: "Bei Yi! You are looking for death!"

Bei Yi immediately held down his master and went to take Li Xuan's hand: "Master, in the past, my disciples only made the spiritual weapon and never taught you how to use it. The mushroom spiritual weapon uses fire spiritual power and your ice spiritual power. After infusion, it will be hot and cold, and then move up and down. When"

Before the last sound of the word... had finished, Bei Yi was kicked down by Han Ziyu. Taking advantage of the fact that he had no inner energy, Han Ziyu ordered Li Xuan to tie him up.

Bei Yi sat pitifully on the ground and looked at Han Ziyu with an innocent face: "Master, you want to murder your own husband."

"Shut up, if you keep talking, I'll throw you out."

"Disciple will definitely practice hard and I will treat you on the wedding night."

Han Ziyu glared at him, but Bei Yi didn't dare to say anything more and muttered in a low voice: "Press you under me and make you cry and beg me."

"If you keep mumbling, I'll beat you to death."

Alas, after so many years, Master has indeed not changed, he is still so cruel.

"Oh."

Han Ziyu released his spiritual power and extinguished the candle, and lay down on the big bed to rest alone. Bei Yi sat on the ground and sighed, "Han Ziyu, when you get married, I will let you see the evil of human nature, no no" No, I want you to see my disciple's majesty, no, no, I want you to see my disciple's bed skills, you will definitely be unable to stop, and you will want to die.

Bei Yi chuckled as he thought about it, and then the person on the bed suddenly sat up.

"What are you doing? What are you thinking about?"

Bei Yi was stunned, how did he know: "No, the disciple didn't think about anything."

"Come on the bed and sleep."

"Oh."

Seeing Bei Yi's pitiful look, Han Ziyu couldn't bear it and immediately untied him.

Li Xuan obediently entered Han Ziyu's bloodline.

The two lay awkwardly on the bed.

Bei Yi counted on his fingers. Although he slept every day during the years when he was married in his previous life, since his death I have been alone. I have been a widower for three years and have been in the underworld for more than six hundred years. Now that he has returned to the human world, he still has to abide by the etiquette and laws after eating the forbidden fruit several times.

Bei Yi sighed, hey, it's too difficult.

Seeing that the person in his arms was breathing steadily, Bei Yi guessed that the master must have fallen asleep.

He turned sideways to look at Han Ziyu, lowered his head slightly and kissed his forehead.

Master, this disciple will never let you down in this life.

With his sweetheart sleeping next to him, Bei Yi was burning with desire. He had no thoughts in his mind, but his body couldn't resist the master at all.

Just when Bei Yi finally felt sleepy, a strange sound came from next door.

Listening carefully, the fire that had just been extinguished in Bei Yi's body slowly started to burn again.

But why does this voice sound familiar?

Bei Yi quietly got out of bed for fear of disturbing the sleeping master. He tiptoed to the corner and listened carefully to the sounds next door.

After listening to the faint voice for a long time, I couldn't quite make out whose voice it was.

Bei Yi's jaw dropped in shock when he heard that shitty sentence.

Could it be that Xi Qing is next door, then who is he having sex with in bed?

With damned curiosity, Bei Yi quietly opened the door, lay down at the door of Xi Qing's guest room and eavesdropped.

"lighter."

"It hurts too much. Stop pressing it."

Bei Yi's face turned red when he heard that, good guy, Xi Qing, Xi Qing, he pretends to be so innocent on weekdays, but he is so romantic in bed.

"Who?"

Bei Yi immediately turned sideways and hid aside. Unexpectedly, the spiritual power came straight towards him, the door was opened, and the Qinglong Sword was thrown out.

The next second Xi Qing appeared in front of Bei Yi: "What are you doing secretly?"

Bei Yi smiled awkwardly, thinking that it was so dark that Xi Qing couldn't recognize him.

"Bei Yi? Why are you here?"

Bei Yi was so embarrassed that he could use his toes to deduct three bedrooms and one living room. He was even caught eavesdropping.

Suqing came out holding a massage stick: "Master?"

Bei Yi looked at the massage stick in his hand. It turned out that they were massaging just now. It was all a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding.

"Oh, passing by." Bei Yi said.

Xi Qing put away the Qinglong Sword, folded his arms and looked at Bei Yi with disdain: "What are you doing sneaking around here?"

Bei Yi: "The voice sounded familiar, and I wanted to see if it was you."

As soon as he said the voice, Xi Qing's face turned red. He loosened his arms and had nowhere to put his hands. He wanted to explain, but he was afraid that the more he explained, the more confused he would be. He was trying to cover up something in a hurry. .