Escape from the male protagonist's harem

This wine tastes bitter, but after drinking it, the whole person feels warm and comfortable.

Xu Junhuan hid in the bedroom, lay down on his own bed, buried his head in the quilt, and screamed in his heart.

Does Situ Qingyan know what she is doing? Why does she have to let others rely on her well-behaved?

Xu Junhuan touched the heart that was still beating violently, and slowly calmed himself down.

After thinking about it in confusion, he leaned against the quilt and fell asleep unconsciously.

At some point, Xu Junhuan was awakened by intermittent voices in her sleep. She turned over, pricked up her ears to listen, only to realize that the voice was coming from the next bed.

It was very dark in the room, it should be in the middle of the night, Xu Junhuan's practice can see at night, and he saw a figure tossing and turning on the bed next door, making broken sounds, nothing could be heard, it seemed to be in pain.

Xu Junhuan quickly got up and ran to the bed, bent down and gently shook the man's shoulder: "Master, Master, what's wrong with you..."

Situ Qingyan seemed to be trapped in a nightmare and did not wake up. She was still talking in pain, and her body shrank because of discomfort.

Xu Junhuan put his hand on her forehead, and a burning sensation came over immediately.

God, it's hot!

It's like having a fever, but cultivators rarely suffer from diseases such as wind-cold and internal heat that ordinary people get, and I don't know what the master's situation is now.

Xu Junhuan continued to pat her arm, and kept calling out: "Master, wake up..."

Just when Xu Junhuan was thinking about whether to find the white-faced butler to see what was going on, Situ Qingyan woke up leisurely, only feeling that her eyes were hazy and unreal, she opened her mouth and shouted: "Huan'er ..."

"Master, I'm here, and Huan'er is here." Xu Junhuan held Situ Qingyan's outstretched hand.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Situ Qingyan tightly grasped Xu Junhuan's hand and said, "Huan'er, I'm so cold..."

Xu Junhuan was a little surprised when he heard the words, Situ Qingyan's body was obviously very hot, how could he say it was cold.

Xu Junhuan stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, and then down, to her chin, neck, and then to her abdomen, everything was hot.

When he was about to go down again, Situ Qingyan suddenly grabbed her hand and put it on his waist and said, "Huan'er's hand is so warm, it's so comfortable to touch for a teacher."

Xu Junhuan was startled immediately, but Situ Qingyan grabbed his hand directly and put it on the waist under the shirt. Under the palm was the smooth and delicate skin of the man, and the curve of the waist was under his hands at this time, and followed Breathe together and rise and fall.

Situ Qingyan in front of her kept calling her own name, and her voice seemed to be tinged with warmth, with a charming charm, which was terribly scorching.

"Master, have you missed your practice? I'll find someone to show you." After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door.

"No barking... No one is allowed to bark, as long as you are by my side." Situ Qingyan closed her eyes tightly, but she could feel that the people around her were about to leave, so she held Xu Junhuan's hand tightly.

"Don't leave me here alone...don't leave me to that person..."

The words seemed to be choked up, and Xu Junhuan was very distressed when he heard it. He was as proud as Situ Qingyan. When did he shed tears? I have shed a tear, but at this moment, I am so fragile.

Xu Junhuan turned around and knelt down on the bed, bent down, hugged Situ Qingyan with one hand, and gently stroked the corners of her eyes with the other hand, gently wiping away the crystal.

"No, I'll be with you..." she murmured.

But I still couldn't stop worrying in my heart. This person's body is so hot, but he keeps screaming cold, but what to do? Is it because of his practice? In the story of the mission, Ye Yuan didn't make any mistakes when he was practicing the cheats. When it came to Situ Qingyan, there was a problem.

There was still a problem with the wine I drank at night, but I drank it myself, and now I am here in good condition, and nothing happened.

Xu Junhuan patted Situ Qingyan's back lightly, his mind was constantly turning, but his mouth was soothing her softly.

At this time, Situ Qingyan was half awake and half drunk, and there seemed to be a slight smell of wine on her body, her eyes were half closed, and she was in a state of bewilderment.

She felt that she was icy all over. The trace of cold poison that she had been in the cold abyss of Jiulong before was suppressed under the dantian and it was not a serious problem. Who would have thought that the pot of wine brought back by Xu Junhuan at night was very strong and overbearing. Soak it, and once you drink it, it will immediately merge with that trace of cold poison.

There was no discomfort in the evening, until at night when I practiced as usual, I drew Qi into the dantian, and then activated its effect, causing the residual alcohol to undergo earth-shaking changes in the dantian, a Waves of cold air circulated between the meridians of the whole body, and the whole body's consciousness was also disturbed. It was as if the whole body was frozen, and it was cold and painful.

Just when Situ Qingyan was in pain under the ravages of the cold poison, there was a warm little hand gently caressing her cheeks, shoulders, waist and other places, bringing warmth everywhere, The discomfort on the body also eased a lot.

This hand I once held and touched was that person's hand. She has a bright smile on her face. She is coquettish and cute. She puts herself first in everything. She is a ray of light in her dark world.

She was bumped into when she was peeking at her, her shy little face was awkward, and the two eyelashes fluttering up and down were always scratching back and forth in her heart, which made people feel itchy.

She is so warm!

At this moment, Situ Qingyan just wanted to hold her tightly in her arms, absorb the warmth from her body, and want to get closer to her, even closer...

Situ Qingyan had a dream, a very beautiful dream, in which there was her girl.

She is very cold, but the girl is very warm. She pulls the girl tightly into her arms. She knows that it is easy to get warm when two people touch each other skin to skin. It was torn off, and then turned over and stuck to the girl's body tightly.

The harmonious warmth came from the tight contact between the two, and burned to my heart.

The chill in his dantian was slowly dissipated, and his body warmed up.

The girl is very well-behaved, but at first she resisted, but Situ Qingyan was very stubborn. I don't know if it was because she was afraid of hurting her, or because she felt pity for her, or because Situ Qingyan had a great weapon, so the girl finally gave up struggling and let the other party be smooth His skin covered his own and fit tightly together.

Unlike the cold feeling at the beginning, everything became hot again, and the place where the two touched seemed to ignite flames, colliding with sparks in the invisible night.

The hot body was swollen, and she needed a relief to vent. Situ Qingyan grabbed the man's slender hand and led it to the swollen place of her body. She knew that this hand could relieve her discomfort and make her feel comfortable. .

When the nimble fingers touched the moist grass, it seemed that they were going to retract for a moment. At this moment, Situ Qingyan, who was covered in heat, could make it escape, catch it and not let it go, and invite it to stay and play together .

The place to play is a meadow, the grass is very wet, the raindrops come and go, and there seems to be a stream passing through the bushes, making a whimpering sound, like someone crying, but also like a happy murmur.

Then suddenly the fine rain turned into a storm, and the flower stamen was severely damaged in the rush of wind and rain, but the seemingly weak arm was full of strength at that time, and it just couldn't get through with the flower in the flood of rain , lightly and heavyly, the ground's feet are soft and full of tender flowers, pounding out the nectar, and dripping all over the ground.

Tossing in and out, the sound of wind and rain filled the whole room for a while.

It wasn't until a spark collided in Situ Qingyan's mind in an instant that all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away, and he collapsed on the bed before he could let go of that hand.

The author has something to say: Xu Junhuan: The wind, rain, and thunder last night were terrible. Master was so scared that he screamed all night, and his voice became hoarse.

Situ Qingyan: I told you it was for your face.

Xu Junhuan: It seems that I have been deeply insulted...