Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

The feeling of other people's breath on the neck is not pleasant, full of threat.

Xiao Zhuo on the side didn't feel any displeasure after being pushed away, he lowered his head and hugged Chu Huan's arm the next best thing.

A man wearing only a white undergarment knelt beside another noble man who was full of abstinence. In addition, the belt of the undershirt of the kneeling man was still untied. | Ni.

But Chu Huan who was in it didn't think too much, he just felt a little funny looking at Xiao Zhuo's cute appearance at this time.

I don't know if the person in front of him will remember his clingy look after the side effects are over.

But for a moment, Xiao Zhuo's eyes became more blurred with his head lowered, and the temperature of his body also rose a little.

Chu Huan didn't notice this, he was a little bored.

Although Xiao Zhuo's state was true at the beginning, he was looking forward to it, but now he just lowered his head and hugged his arm and moved slightly from time to time. Other than that, there was no change, which made him feel very boring.

Chu Huan stretched out his hand and pulled the back collar of Xiao Zhuo's white coat, and said in a low voice, "I'll recover tomorrow, I'm leaving."

Seeing Xiao Zhuo's weak resistance following his movements, a smile flashed across his eyes.

For some reason, he actually saw some pitiful cubs from this movement.

Chu Huan took his hand back from Xiao Zhuo's arms, and when he was about to stand up and leave, Xiao Zhuo who was kneeling raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve.

"Well... don't go..."

The tone of this sentence was very strange. When Chu Huan looked back, he was stunned.

I saw that Tiandaozi's face was covered with blush at this time, the black hair tied a lot looser, and a few strands of hair were scattered from it, and the sharp eyebrows and eyes in the past became moist. to him.

"..."

Chu Huan suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something just now.

Thinking of this, his eyes subconsciously fell on the lower body of the kneeling person on the bed.

The person on the bed was only wearing a white undershirt, and the fabric was not thick, so if he had any reaction, outsiders could see it clearly.

Seeing the bulging fabric, Chu Huan was stunned for a moment.

It turns out that the side effect is not just as simple as making people's mind go backwards?

"Hmmmmm..."

Seeing that the person in front of him looked like he was about to cry, Chu Huan came back to his senses, and immediately walked to the side in a hurry, took the clothes Xiao Zhuo had taken off, and wrapped the person on the bed.

Afterwards, he sat back on the edge of the bed again, with some complexities in his heart, trying to expel the heat from Xiao Zhuo's body with spiritual power.

The result was obvious, this method didn't have any effect, but because of his approach, the person on the bed became more and more impatient, whimpering and wanting to get closer.

Chu Huan withdrew his spiritual power, stood up and struggled for a moment, then bent down and picked Xiao Zhuo up and walked out of the side hall.

If even spiritual power can't restore him to normal, then he has no choice but to take him to the ice room.

The person in the arms didn't know what happened at this moment. His arms wrapped around Chu Huan's neck, his head tilted inward, and he buried it on Chu Huan's chest and gently rubbed it. Chu Huan's neat clothes were covered by him. It loosened.

Even so, he still remembered in his not sober mind that when he wanted to approach his neck just now, he was pushed away by the person holding him at this time, so he couldn't move up.

Chu Huan lowered his eyes and glanced at him. Seeing that he was not acting like a monster, he didn't care about his small movements, and took him directly to the ice room located underground.

In the cold and white ice room, after Chu Huan, dressed in white, came in, he threw Xiao Zhuo, who was rubbing back and forth in his arms, onto the ice couch beside him.

Xiao Zhuo was stunned for a moment, struggling to get up and get to Chu Huan's side again.

Seeing this, Chu Huan immediately took a step back, frowned and ignored the people on the ice couch, turned around and left the ice room quickly.

He is not interested in a son of Heaven who is in heat.

After Chu Huan left, only Xiao Zhuo in single clothes was left in the ice room. The air in the ice room was cold, and even the monks at the Golden Core stage could feel a bit of chill when they came in. Not to mention Xiao Zhuo who didn't even arrive at Foundation Establishment.

After a long while, Xiao Zhuo, who was lying on his side on the ice couch and rolling restlessly, shuddered all over his body, his eyes regained a trace of clarity...

In the bedroom on the other side, Chu Huan did not rest. He first changed the whole set of clothes that were stained with Xiao Zhuo's aura, and then sat in front of the table and cast the spell that Wan Wei had entrusted to him from the storage room. He took it out from the object ring, looked carefully for a moment, and finally saw a few lines of notes in the corner that he hadn't noticed before.

The Corrosion Curse was modified for his wife by a powerful man with a strong desire for control.

Its side effect is that within a few hours after the spell is cast, it will cause the weakness of the caster, and produce a slight lust only for the caster.

Sure enough, let's wait until Xiao Zhuo calms down in the ice room tomorrow, and then go to bring him back.

With this in mind, Chu Huan folded the pages of yellowed paper and put them back into the storage ring.

Then he left the table, went to the bed beside him and sat down, took a deep breath, put away all distracting thoughts, and focused on the spiritual power in his body.

Since he returned to the Tianyan Sect a year ago, he has disguised his demonic energy as immortal energy without revealing any traces, but he did not expect that there will be a more favorable result in the end.

Now, he has managed to fuse the two with the help of the spirit concealing ring.

......

As soon as the sky was brightened, Chu Huan woke up from his practice, then he put on the coat hanging at the side, and walked out of the bedroom.

The ice room was very close to his bedroom, and Chu Huan walked down the steps to the closed door in front of him, turned the mechanism on the side, and the ice door opened from bottom to top.

The cold air came over the moment the door opened, and Chu Huan continued to walk in with his usual expression. To him, the chill didn't feel much.

But it was for this reason that he forgot for a moment last night that Xiao Zhuo was only practicing Qi at the fifth level and could not keep out the cold.

It was only when he saw the fainted person leaning on the ice couch that he suddenly remembered this matter.

He frowned and walked in front of Xiao Zhuo and squatted down halfway, looked at his pale cheeks and sniffed his breath, and then transmitted some spiritual power into his body.

The face of the person in front of him calmed down a little, but he was still not awake. Chu Huan glanced at the cold ice room around him, pursed his lips, hugged the unconscious Xiao Zhuo, and walked out of the ice room.

This was definitely the day he hugged the most.

When the sun rose to the highest point, Xiao Zhuo in the side hall slowly woke up. He lifted his body up and lifted half of the quilt. The heavy quilt made it difficult for him to breathe.

Then he rubbed his temples that were faintly aching, and looked around.

He couldn't remember clearly what happened yesterday, it was like a dream, he only remembered that it was very cold at that time, and when he was unconscious, Master carried him out of that place.

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