I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

Promise him.

Promise.

promise……

Under the overly obvious inducement by Chanrong, Ruoqing had many chaotic voices in her heart.

The noisy noise forced Ruoqing to nod his head and agree to all Chanrong's requests. Ruoqing couldn't help but agree with the coaxing one after another, but the impulsive response had already cut off his retreat, and it didn't take long for him to Ruoqing, who started to regret, couldn't find a way out.

He thought he must have been told by Chanrong that he was in a daze, otherwise why would he make the promise to be with Chanrong.

And Chanrong understands the meaning of overwhelmed water, and he understands it too.the most important is……

Ruoqing dare not refuse Chanrong.

Not daring to let Chanrong discover her thoughts, Ruoqing swallowed her saliva, and once again those messy fantasy images appeared in front of her eyes.

The bad hallucinations appeared when he scolded Chanrong with a cold face, and were the strongest when Chanrong pressed him over, intending to put his hand on the side of his face.Thanks to the "blessing" of the other party's sinister eyebrows, Ruoqing saw some extremely chaotic scenes.

Faced with his resistance, Chanrong didn't talk nonsense, and directly brought him back to Qingyuan in a daze.Ruoqing who returned to Qingyuan was very scared, but no matter what he said to Chanrong, Chanrong would not answer, Chanrong would just look at him quietly.

Those dark eyes stared at him motionlessly, even if he didn't do anything, the other party could look at him with relish all day long.

Ruoqing remembered that Chanrong didn't talk much in the first place. The reason why he talked more these days was that he wanted to hook him into his hands. When Chanrong found that he couldn't be hooked away by him, Chanrong There was a change in the mind.

Chanrong no longer tried to communicate with him.If the communication does not get the result you want, the meaning of the conversation will become shallow.

At this time, Chanrong chose to hug him, like a child hugging his own doll.Like, play with, own, Chanrong can do everything he wants to do, and those things make Chanrong completely changed in Ruoqing's eyes.

That was a beautiful appearance that Ruoqing could not accept.

Chanrong would put Ruoqing on his lap, sometimes let Ruoqing's legs wrap around his body, with his butt close to his lower side, sometimes let Ruoqing kneel and sit on the ground, with his chin against his legs , looked at him with a pair of moist eyes filled with mist, as if he was the pillar he could not lose.Regardless of the former or the latter, Ruoqing has no right to refuse, he can only let out an unbearable cry when the other party stretches out his hand.

However, those who want to cry are worried that they will stimulate the worse side of Chanrong, and usually just open their mouths and then close them aggrievedly, not giving the other party a chance to poke their fingers.

——Chanrong has become very strange.

That noble and handsome face still looked indifferent to love, but the movements of his hands seemed to be a different person.

From the moment Chanrong knocked Ruoqing unconscious and took her away, the thread that tied her reason in Chanrong's heart seemed to be disconnected.He began to treat Ruoqing casually, whether it was kissing or playing with Ruoqing's body, as long as it was what he wanted, he would do it.

Ruoqing accepts those flashing fantasies in a trance, only feels that the touch of the fantasies is so real and terrifying, as if he is really experiencing these terrible changes at this moment.

He was forced to bear everything Chanrong gave him.

At the beginning, Chanrong didn't ask for much, just a kiss, and her palm penetrated from the neckline and rested on Ruoqing's back.This is Chanrong's initial presumptuousness.Then desire tore a hole in his heart, Chanrong was no longer satisfied with the status quo, and the things Ruoqing had to bear one day became too much.

Fantasy becomes unsightly here.

Ruoqing pressed her hands on Chanrong's legs.

Kneeling and opening his mouth, his eyes flickered.

Chanrong pinched his waist and pressed down desperately, as if afraid that he would be able to catch his breath.And under Chanrong's offensive, he is like a fish out of water, no matter how hard he struggles, he can't turn over a storm to save himself.

--very scary.

To him now, such a scene is like a nightmare from which he cannot wake up.

These crazy fantasies dissipated the moment Chanrong moved his hand.But Ruoqing couldn't calm down, looking at Chanrong's seemingly indifferent expression, his taste changed.

The other party's eyes are always sober and rational to the point of horror, Ruoqing can find herself in those eyes, but she can't find Chanrong's true emotions.

Ruoqing met those eyes, even if he couldn't understand anything, he could still see the danger hidden in those eyes.

Ruoqing has a premonition that if he doesn't interrupt Chanrong's movements now, the hallucination just now may really appear.And it didn't take long for this hunch to be confirmed.

The other party did reach out to him, and that hand was really attached to his ear just like the fantasy just now. It seemed that with just one touch, he could choose a muddy road for him.

This muddy road to the future made Ruoqing a little annoyed, with a dry and unbearable feeling in his throat, like someone who has not seen water in the desert for a long time, as dry as if he could cough up sparks.

Ruoqing couldn't deny that he was afraid of that scene, afraid of the paranoid and crazy Chanrong, afraid of losing himself and only knowing the self who longed for Chanrong, but he also said to himself that Chanrong would not treat him like that.He wanted to calm himself down, he wanted to tell himself that he knew Chanrong very well, and that Chanrong would not treat him like he imagined, but after this thought came to him, he couldn't help asking himself, did he really understand Chanrong? Can you?

When this thought met Shang Chanrong's frighteningly cold eyes, it turned into panic again.

The past few days of getting along has distorted the shadow that Chanrong left in Ruoqing's heart in the past.Ruoqing looked like a different person's Chanrong, he really couldn't say that he knew Chanrong very well, so he didn't dare to think about deeper things.

He wanted to shrink back because of this, and stopped talking about provoking Chanrong, but looking into Chanrong's eyes, he regretted it again.

He thought he had to seize the reins of controlling Chanrong, and return to Chanrong the concepts of good and evil that he had lost.He regretted that he didn't allow Chanrong's kind words in the past, and he didn't want to destroy Qingyuan's favorite son, he tried to make amends, and he must make amends.

Therefore, he stumbled and clarified what he wanted to express, and under the tremendous pressure of the mouse being entangled by the snake, he did not choose to shrink back.

God knows how uneasy he was when he talked to Chanrong again. At that time, his mind was completely blank, but he held his breath, Chanrong couldn't see it, and he didn't mention it, acting like he was calm and relaxed. Same.

Then, when the hostility on Chanrong subsided a little, he got a reply from Chanrong, and buried his head in Chanrong's arms with an eager and aggrieved mind.While controlling himself not to be ashamed and trembling, he also knew that Chanrong would always give in because of his pitiful appearance. It will be better.

And things were just as he had imagined, when Chanrong pressed against his body and was too scared to look at his face, she eased her ugly expression.

The hand resting next to his ear did not move.

The belt tied around the wrist showed no signs of loosening.

Things are still under control, everything is fine, everything is fine, that's fine too...

Thinking of this, Ruoqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He pressed against Chanrong's chest, and after the atmosphere calmed down, he turned his face carefully, squinting at the belt on Chanrong's wrist.

Just like what Chanrong said, that belt was not thrown away by him, he was still willing to wear the belt that symbolizes bondage.As for how long this belt can restrain him... Ruoqing didn't know what to do, she couldn't help not looking at the belt because she was so worried, she just turned her face and buried her face in Chanrong's chest again, in this kind of coquettish posture , in exchange for Chanrong's concessions again and again.

Chanrong likes Ruoqing acting like a baby to her very much, so that cold face is much gentler.Facing Ruoqing like this, he was a little curious, and tilted his head obediently, enjoying Ruoqing's obsessive appearance, so the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

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When Fu Yanchen wanted to go to Huai Ruolou, many bad thoughts appeared in his mind.

The jade tablet in his hand became heavy, recalling the news he heard outside the tea shed, Fu Yanchen thought about rushing to Huai Ruolou, loudly questioning the other party about the cloud pattern jade, and also thinking about bowing his head to the other party, in order to Ask for things related to cloud pattern jade.And these thoughts turned around in his head for a few times, and finally turned into two words - not appropriate.

Fu Yan thought deeply about the piece of jade that was left in Qingyuan before, and knew that his mother and Qingyuan both had cloud pattern jade in their hands, so there must be something involved in it. At that time, Chanrong came to save people, maybe he got a letter to save the scene .It's just that Chanrong came too late. When he arrived, he was the only one who didn't die under the hands of the jade robbers. If he thought about Chanrong taking him in afterward, and the head of the sect didn't take him seriously but didn't forcefully drive him away, I'm afraid it's all the same. There is a relationship in it...

And he didn't need to think deeply about it, Qing Yuan, his dead parents, came to find Mozun of Cloud Pattern Jade, these three parties must have some deeply involved stories.It stands to reason that both his mother and Qing Yuan are people who have cloud pattern jade in themselves, and the two are equivalent to guardians of the jade, so it is unlikely that Qing Yuan will snatch his mother's jade pendant.Although the possibility of Qing Yuan being guarded and stolen is not ruled out, Qing Yuan is not his first choice of suspects right now.

And the thing about Mozun grabbing the jade happened this year, and the big fanfare of looking for jade only appeared some time ago. If Mozun really got a piece of jade a few years ago, he probably wouldn't have been lurking for so long before he made a new move .Therefore, it is hard to say whether the person who killed his parents and robbed his family's jade pendant was from Moyu, but judging from the current situation, Moyu is the most suspicious party.

Therefore, he doubted Huai Ruolou's motives for coming to him.

And to find out about the cloud pattern jade in his mother and Qingyuan's hands, he would rather ask Chanrong first than Huairuolou.

He is still trustworthy.

He told himself not to worry, he told himself to be more patient with Qing Yuan, he told himself that after all, it was the place where he was adopted, and he couldn't just rely on a few words to start doubting.

He told himself so, making up his mind to find Chanrong.

After calming down, his mind became much more delicate.He thought about what happened in Qingzhou, and guessed that if Chanrong got better, with Chanrong's temperament, Chanrong would definitely not turn a blind eye to the corpse formation in Qingzhou, so with the mentality of giving it a try, Fu Yanchen decided to go to Qingzhou to wait for Chanrong Allow.

For this reason, he rushed to Qingzhou without stopping.

The attendant didn't know what was wrong with him, seeing that he was getting more and more irritable, often fighting with others on the road, he felt a little worried.

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"Where did people disappear?"

In the luxurious palace, white and tender feet stepped on the ground made of jade, and the slender figure stood behind the bamboo curtain, leaving a gentle and moving figure.

The eunuch who was looking for the three souls for the queen mother knelt on the ground, sweating and said: "The man disappeared near Huaicheng, but at that time the Lord of Chanrong Mountain was injured, so he should not be taken too far. People search around, dare not neglect!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of offending the woman opposite.But the woman turned around after he said this, looked at the man wearing the bamboo hat beside her, and said anxiously: "I don't trust them to do things, you go!"

The man in the bamboo hat nodded, "Don't worry."

Impossible not to be in a hurry, the woman walked around the palace a few times, looked at the portraits hanging in the palace, and changed her words nervously: "No, I want to go and have a look in person, in case... I want to take him with my own hands." return."

As she spoke, she touched the portrait in the hall.

There is a man in the portrait, wearing a heroic narrow-sleeved black dress, with a white fox fur on his shoulders, slightly curly black long hair, a handsome face, a wolf tooth on his forehead, and a With a piece of white moire jade.

And the man in the portrait is none other than the husband whom the eldest princess married outside the Great Wall.

And the woman in the hall is the eldest princess who has power over the world.

Unknowingly, Qingzhou has more and more visitors.

Ruoqing, who knew nothing about it, sat under the tree, thinking about what to do after getting together with a headache.

Thinking that his mother was single, he had no experience with people, he didn't have many friends before time travel, and he seldom went out to play, he was not good at being someone else's lover, and because of this, he once again regretted the foolish thing he did just now.

Chanrong is honest.After getting Ruoqing's answer, he fell into an extremely peaceful state. No matter what Ruoqing said or did at this moment, he would follow Ruoqing.And his eyes looked sharp at first, but then he looked a little out of state, a little dazed, as if he didn't expect that after Ruoqing clarified everything, he still had this way to go.

Perhaps it should be said that he never expected to get a response from Ruoqing after Ruoqing exposed his little trick.

Ruoqing sat under the tree, because his mind was confused, Chanrong was not allowed to look at him, but let Chanrong sit under the tree on the other side, and they sat back to back across a tree.

After calming down a little, Ruoqing snapped his fingers, and carefully calculated the first thing that should be done between lovers.

"Go out and play together?"

he said suspiciously.

"But we've hung out together in the past."

Confused, he answered by himself.

"Hold hands?"

He couldn't help looking at his slender fingers, which stretched to the side of the tree in doubt, and when the expressionless Chanrong blinked slowly and stretched out his hand obediently, he retracted his hand again, leaving Next sentence: "It seems strange for two big men to hold hands every day."

"No more!"

He also made a unilateral decision not to hold hands with Chanrong.

And Chanrong looked at the hand that she had already stretched out, and took it back after a while, endured it, but couldn't hold it back, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it something that I have done before, and I can't do it in the future?"