Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3465 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (56)

Mo Zun Yan’s red lips seemed to have inadvertently wiped Xianjun’s white and clear earlobes, and all the breath he exhaled fell on Yu Chen’s neck. He spoke softly in his ear, and he could kiss the tip of the ear with just the slightest distance. , She said softly: "Thank you, Master."

Being hugged by the waist like that, the touch behind him is strong and clear, Yu Chen's figure is slightly stiff, stretched straight, like a beautiful and beautiful bow, after a long period of silence, he said quietly: "No need Thanks."

  The blood sword was fleeting in the sky, cutting through the air, and two figures were faintly visible, close at hand.

That night,

  They found an inn in the town to rest.

  Yan Bai was lying on the bed without any sleepiness. Finally, she put on her clothes and opened the window to take a look at the night scene outside. The oncoming wind was not cold, soft as moonlight.

  She gathered her clothes, walked out of the room, and opened the opposite door.

Xianjun probably just took a shower, only wearing a thin snow-white coat, moistened with some moisture, sitting by the bed, candlelight dim, reflecting his clean and crisp profile, and his complexion is cold white. , The slender holds a book in his hand, which is a bit less icy, and has a kind of elegant splash of ink.

Yu Chen was not surprised when he saw the girl walk in directly. He raised those breezy and moonlike eyes slightly. The beautiful eyes reflected the girl's shadow, and the candlelight was clearly extinguished in them, calmly: " what's up."

"Can't sleep." Ranbai said lazily. She walked over, fell on the bed of Yu Chen, kicked off her boots, and then arrogantly and casually rolled around on the bed with the quilt, with a little youthfulness for no reason. The red dress was loose at first, but it was slightly messy at the moment, and the neckline was slightly opened, revealing a line of clavicle. She lay on the bed and looked at Xianjun sitting next to her, stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeves boredly.

  Yu Chen's side eyes were just in line with the girl's sight, and when he looked down, he could see the delicate collarbone looming in the girl's slightly open neckline. He looked away and said in a flat tone: "Aren't you sleepy?"

  Ranbai supported his chin and nodded.

   "So..." Xianjun put down the book in his hand, "Do you want to recite the fairy rules or practice swordsmanship."

  Dyeing white: "..."

  Is this normal operation?

  I don’t want to thank any of them.

  "Master." The girl in red got up from the bed, pulled his sleeves without letting go, leaned over and approached him, beautiful shadows shrouded in candlelight, "Shall we go out to play?"

Yu Chen's sight reflected the beautiful face of the girl suddenly magnified in front of him. It was a kind of aggressive beauty. He stretched out his hand, and gently pushed the person away with his cold fingertips against the white-dyed forehead, and said coldly: " No. Put on your clothes."

  Two sentences, Dye Bai was pushed away, blinked, and glanced down at herself, inexplicably: "Am I going to wear this?"

  Yu Chen's thin lips pressed lightly, and he didn't speak coldly.

   "Master, you can't go if you don't go, don't you slander me." The devil raised his eyebrows with a smile, completely bored.

  Xianjun paused, staring at her silently with indifferent eyes, and then left after two seconds of silence, whispering in a low voice, "neckline."

  "?" Ranbai was startled at first, and then realized what Yu Chen was saying: "..."

   She lowered her eyes and glanced at herself, and she really just loosened the neckline a little bit, and then said: "Master, I feel..."

  Not finished, the girl in red smiled and rushed at him casually, dragging her voice and said, "You look like an old antique."

   "It's lively outside." She spoke in Yu Chen's ear, her voice low, as if begging, but also like bewitching: "I want to go out."

  Xianjun looked down at the person in front of him, without speaking.

  After a while,

Ran Bai took his clothes over. Originally wanted to change Yu Chen's clothes, but Yu Chen refused, so she leaned on the bed, admiring the beauty of the dress, her slender, white fingers clasping the buttons. Time is like a kind of silent temptation, and under the solemn temperament of abstinence, it appears to be a kind of contradictory seduction.

  It didn't seem to be dressing, but wanted to let people tear his immaculate snow-colored shirt.

  Mozun stared at him, without any intention of avoiding it. The peach-blossom eyes were lazily raised and curved, the precipitating colors were beautiful and bewitching, and the lips licked by the tip of the tongue were as red as peach blossoms.

  The night in the town is bustling and noisy.

  Shili Long Street, brightly lit.

  The sound of selling is endless.

  The girl in red pulled the sleeves of the young fairy and shuttled among them, picking one and the other from time to time, with great interest, but the fairy silently indulged.

  The two seem to be caged in the halo of night.

  "Does it look good?" Mozun took a fancy to a red hand strap in a small stall. It was simple and exquisite. It looked downright but it was very attractive. She picked it up and played with it and asked Yu Chen.

  Yu Chen took a look, then gave a quiet hum.

  "Buy one...two." Ranbai said to the old man.

   "This lady is really good-sighted." The old man's kind eyebrows and a kind smile, "There are only two hand ropes, which are made by my old man."

  Listening to the old man’s words, Xianjun paused, the atmosphere condensed slightly.

   "Not a husband and wife." The girl in red explained with a smile: "He is my master."

  The old man froze for a moment, looked at them, and quickly reacted, "Look at my eyes. I'm getting old and old, so I can't tell."

  Yan Bai didn't say anything, but paid the money and took the two red ropes and held them in his hands.

  Yu Chen didn't say anything from beginning to end.

  Mozun didn't take the episode just now to his heart, and instead took Yu Chen's hand to leave, a very natural movement.

  Long Street is noisy and prosperous, and the two are walking on the road paved with glory.

  The white dyed handle was playing with the two red hand straps that he had just sold, put one on himself, and then said to Yu Chen: "reach out."

  Xianjun stood there with his fingers slightly lifted and stretched out in mid-air, his finger bones were slender and beautiful.

  Ranbai couldn't help but squeezed his hand, the hand feeling was really good, and then took the beautiful red hand strap and put it on Yu Chen with his long eyelashes hanging slightly, carefully and attentively.

The hand strap with simple and delicate lines is worn on Xianjun’s wrist, and his snow-white sleeves are hanging down and half-concealed. The very bright red sets off his cold and white skin, his wrist bones are thin and hard, and the strong color has a certain impact, which is confusing. Very human.

  Mozun looked twice more, staring at Yu Chen's wrist.

Before putting it on him, she didn’t think it would be so good-looking and so alluring. She shook her hand and raised her hand with Yu Chen’s fingers on the side of her hand. Both of them wore exactly the same beautiful hands on their wrists. The rope, the same eye-catching red, is indescribably ambiguous in the light and shadow.

  The girl curled her eyebrows and smiled like a flower, "I just feel good-looking."

Xianjun has a long body of jade, snow clothes like bamboo, and those eyes that have always been cold and indifferent are deeper than the world, as if splashed on the richest ink under the moon. At this moment, the light and shadow are floating in it, reflecting that A pair of red bracelets, nothing said.

  　 Ask every day, have you molested the master today!

  　　 It’s time to put a big trick on the fairy~

  (End of this chapter)