Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gong Zhengyu wondered if he had heard it wrong, and asked tentatively, "Sir?"

Gu Qinghan quickly glanced at Gong Zhengyu in embarrassment, his ears flushed a layer of blush, and even his usually calm and fair cheeks were stained with a suspicious blush.

"Ah."

A slow but extremely firm response.

Although the man's lips and teeth were not opened, the sound came from his hot chest, like a red-hot soldering iron suddenly dropped into icy water, causing a burst of waves in the hearts of those who listened.

You heard that right.

Gong Zhengyu's stunned eyes subconsciously blinked twice, and his expression suddenly became unpredictable.

Now he can be sure that the man is drunk, the usual Gu Qinghan is not so unrestrained and honest.

Xianggong?

Sure enough, he coveted me early in the morning, and wanted to sleep with me a long time ago.

Gong Zhengyu snorted and finally caught the man's handle, raised his hand to hook the man's chin, and asked condescendingly: "Gu Qinghan, to be honest, do you want to hear me call you that for a long time? "

The man frowned slightly, as if he was wondering why he didn't call him that way all of a sudden, but when faced with the question, he still nodded truthfully: "Yeah."

"Then do you love me so much that you can't help yourself, and you can't leave me for a moment?"

"Ah."

After being drunk, Gu Qinghan was simply too obedient.

"Then what do you want to do now?"

Gong Zhengyu hooked his lips slyly, provoking the fragile and sensitive nerves of a drunk man, "Anything is fine~"

"call……"

Gu Qinghan let out a rough breath, and looked up seriously at the man who was more dazzling than candlelight. His big palms clamped down on his slender waist, forcing the two of them to get very close.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

It was as if a small ball hit randomly in the man's heart, knocking a pool of calm lake water surging, and passing the scorching temperature closely along the other chest.

The sharp thin lips were tightly closed, and he really moved, his hands moved towards the young man's waistband without concealing his purpose, and his slender and flexible fingers easily undid the clothes he gave to his apprentice.

Gong Zhengyu's eyes widened slightly in surprise, he didn't expect Gu Qinghan to be so enthusiastic and unrestrained after being drunk, is this the same Gu Qinghan who even sleeps with him and is dressed neatly?

He hesitated: should we stop here, otherwise tomorrow this person wakes up, maybe he will grab the ground with his head in embarrassment and anger.

But after hesitating for a moment, Gong Zhengyu was hopelessly defeated by the beauty.

If you grab the ground with your head, let's grab the ground with your head, it's not that he put the knife on his neck.

Big deal... When Gu Qinghan was ashamed and angry, he would follow suit and grab the ground with his head...

He didn't stop the man, and let the clothes on his upper body fall off, revealing a tight and slim body with just the right muscles, without a single scar on his body, it was like a body carved out of high-quality suet jade.

Straightening her waist on purpose, she put her good figure in front of the man as if showing off, "Does it look good? Did you want to take off my clothes early in the morning? You pretended to be so serious before, huh?"

"Xiao Yu..." The man's cool fingertips touched his extremely hot chest, causing a shiver and itching.

Gong Zhengyu was about to ask if you want to kiss and touch, but Gu Qinghan only stared at the place where his heart was, his fingers had already found the position of his heart through the flesh, and the corners of his mouth drooped, "Does it still hurt?"

There was no obscenity in the man's eyes, but full of distress and remorse.

Gong Zhengyu was taken aback, "Gu Qinghan..."

Pain is of course painful, and the Demon Lord is also flesh and blood, so it doesn't hurt.

He was born to be the Lord of the Demon Realm, and he looked like this when he was born. He has never experienced the so-called parental love by others. Even if he was injured, after being comforted by his friends for a few words at first, he learned it. Patience, you can't die after all, after a while, the powerful self-healing ability of the demons will heal the wound, and he won't feel the pain anymore.

Gu Qinghan is the first person who cares about whether he will be in pain...

Even if drunk...

Gong Zhengyu suddenly felt a little sore in his heart, an indescribable feeling, sniffed his nose, and said in a hoarse voice: "Gu Qinghan, why are you so nice..."

Now he really wants to kiss Gu Qinghan well.

In the cultivation world, he should have come earlier.

Gong Zhengyu did whatever he thought in his heart, cupped the man's cheeks, kissed him piously and delicately, from the man's sharp eyebrows to the sharp jaw, and kissed one after another.

The fairy boat kept going towards the Xuanqing sect at a constant speed, even though it was out of Gu Qinghan's control, it was still running in an orderly manner relying on spiritual power.

No one disturbed him, and Gong Zhengyu woke up after three poles in the sun.

The hot and dazzling sunlight could be seen from the only small porthole in the cabin, and he froze for a moment, feeling dazed and unreal after a hangover.

He lowered his head and took a look. The left chest was covered with dense purple and blue marks that could no longer be seen. They were all left by Gu Qinghan. He accidentally fell off his horse and committed suicide in a secret place last night. He thought he would be angry, but unexpectedly, he made the other party feel bad. for a long time.

Gong Zhengyu smiled silently, feeling sweet in his heart.

Gu Qinghan, he loves Gu Qinghan so much.

Gong Zhengyu's eyes moved, and he rolled sideways into the man's arms.

Gu Qinghan looked exceptionally handsome with his eyes closed, his ink-like long hair flowed quietly on his pillow, weakening his cold and indifferent temperament a bit, removing all his usual indifference and sternness. Unlimited tenderness and affection.

The drunken man put aside his duplicity and almost did what Gong Zhengyu said. He obediently unbuttoned his clothes long ago, leaving only a thin undershirt loosely exposed with a large chest, which was heaving steadily and slowly. with.

Even when Gu Qinghan was drunk and drowsy, he still maintained vigilance in his subconscious mind. As soon as Gong Zhengyu made a move, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he grabbed the wrist that was stretched out, opened his eyes, and became clear in an instant.

The four eyes met, and they were a little dazed.

"Xiaoyu?"

Gu Qinghan made a sound in a daze, raised his hand as if having a headache and pinched the center of his brows, and then saw with his amber eyes that there was no good flesh on the young man's chest, and even a few red plums were adorned around his neck, and he was instantly struck by lightning.

"Did I wake you up?" Gong Zhengyu sat up after him.

The man's reaction was a bit big, but it was expected.

"I... last night..." Gu Qinghan frowned, his face was slightly hot, his usually cold and calm eyes trembled violently, and he didn't know where to look, so he closed them tightly.

His white and slender five fingers grabbed the quilt uncomfortably and curled up, restrained and uneasy, his mind was in a mess, and a few images drifted vaguely, enough to make him feel ashamed and angry.

"Last night you..." Gong Zhengyu saw that he was so ashamed and embarrassed that he wanted to grab the ground with his head, and hurriedly retracted his words out of tune, and said seriously, "You are drunk, Master."

Master...

Gu Qinghan's limbs tensed, his vague memory was awakened again, and he suddenly pressed his lips together again.

There is really no appearance of being a teacher.

It's really... too slutty...

Gong Zhengyu smoothed the man's frowning brows, "Don't frown, Gu Qinghan, I'm not kidding you, didn't I kiss you before when I was sober, don't be embarrassed, I just like the way you kiss me .”

Gong Zhengyu has a thick skin, and when he speaks, his face doesn't blush and his heart beats.

Gu Qinghan couldn't stand it, and was even more ashamed by what he said, begging for mercy: "Xiaoyu..."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, can I continue to sleep?"

Gong Zhengyu lay back under the quilt again, and didn't intend to get up until he arrived at the Xuanqing sect.

It's not that he doesn't want to wake up, it's that Gu Qinghan is so thin-skinned, if he walks around with the scar on his neck again, Immortal Xuanshuang will find a place to live in seclusion and never see anyone again.

After all, even though Jiang Shuqian still has a seat in this house, in fact, only he and Gu Qinghan live in it. Last night, many people saw him chasing Gu Qinghan back.

Gong Zhengyu watched Gu Qinghan put on his clothes and go out, and fell asleep happily. When he woke up again, it was already sunset.

Gu Qinghan didn't know when he came back, and sat quietly across from the small table, seeing someone wake up, he looked away uncomfortably, and took out a box of externally applied ointment from his cosmic bag.

"Xiao Yu, apply some medicine."

Gong Zhengyu was full of laziness, and looked straight at the man, "Then I will thank you, Master~"

Gu Qinghan pursed his lips: "..."

Still defeated, went around to the couch and squatted down, lifted a corner of the quilt very carefully, exposing only the neck and chest, gently scooped out a spoonful of ointment with the jade scraper, and gently and slowly moved a little bit on all the marks I smeared it once, and then covered the bedding without looking sideways.

Seeing his serious appearance, Gong Zhengyu wanted to laugh, as if he hadn't gnawed out these places.

The mouth is not the heart.

Ah--

There was a smile on the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, "Ask Li Chen what he wanted? How did you tell her? Tell me too."

Gu Qinghan kept his mouth shut.

Gong Zhengyu raised his head and asked casually: "When will you arrive at the Xuanqing School? How many days shall we stay for Penglai?"

Gu Qinghan said: "Before tomorrow, if there is no urgent matter, send a message to the owner of Penglai Island, and you can go in three days."

This will be answered.

Gong Zhengyu smiled and said, "Three days... then how did you talk to Li Chen?"

Gu Qinghan sighed: "...she saw it."

Gu Qinghan pursed his lips, raised his hand to lift the black hair hanging behind his ears, a spot of red came into view at the place where the roots of the ears meet the collar, half-hidden by the collar, it couldn't escape the eyes of careful people.

Gong Zhengyu glanced blankly, and Yue Mo had already thought of Li Chen's expression, which was probably the same as the red mark he pinched out that time, and asked Gu Qinghan if he bit it.

"Pfft hahaha!"

"Xiao Yu." Gu Qinghan snorted in embarrassment, with no deterrent effect, he grabbed his fist helplessly, and simply pulled up the quilt to cover the young man completely.