Chapter 3473 What Should I Do if the Disciple Always Wants to Deceive the Teacher (Sixty)
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"Mobai..." His eyes were shaking, misty, and the whisper overflowing his lips and teeth, originally seemed cold and indifferent, but at this moment, it had no deterrent power at all, and the slightly hoarse voice even added a bit of temptation to refuse or welcome .
Mozun liked it so much, she seemed to chuckle lightly, caressing the youth's fragile neck veins with her fingertips wantonly, and responded in a hoarse voice: "I'm here, Master."
The two of them were hidden in the hot spring, their clothes were completely soaked, and their hair was tangled in the water.
Moisture rose in the misty water, Yu Chen had already grasped the girl's slender wrist very hard, but still felt that his fingertips were weak and did not need any strength, that kind of trembling feeling ran up his back, strange and difficult to speak .
Ranbai directly pressed his wrist by his side, pressing him against the edge of the stone wall of the hot spring, his dark red lips, like rouge stained with blood, slowly covered Yu Chen's thin soft lips, and kissed him heavily, with the tip of his tongue touching his lips and teeth.
Yu Chen didn't have the energy to struggle or resist at all, and even his thoughts fell into blank chaos. He could only be forced to raise his neck so that she could kiss him. beautiful bow.
For the first time, those indifferent eyes became hazy because of the kiss, filled with the moisture that was no longer awake.
"Master, be good." Breathing heavily, she kissed him heavily, whispering in a hoarse voice, and easily tore off the girdle of his white clothes with one hand, and the loose snow-colored clothes were torn off at the girdle at will. After throwing it away, it was even more messy and open, and the beauty was half covered. It was a sexy temptation completely different from the strict and abstinent appearance of the past. It was like a god fallen in lust. Beautiful waistline.
In the past, the high-ranking, solemn and indifferent fairy in white was now pressed down in the hot spring by his apprentice and violated wantonly and frivolously. There was no room for resistance, and he even seemed a little obedient.
The bloody kiss carried the implication of infinite lingering, Ranbai pressed his unscrupulous lingering to death, and suppressed the heavy kiss.
Xianjun's back was pressed against the cold stone wall of the hot spring, his finger bones were stretched white, his wrist was pressed by his side, and he was forced to bear the kiss. He looked cold and embarrassing, and he was so obedient that he would only raise his eyes and stretch his neckline Let her kiss him wantonly, her indifferent eyes were misty and confused until she was kissed sobbing, but she refused to say anything easily, and only when she couldn't control her depression to the extreme, did she burst out a broken cry or two from between her lips and teeth. Swallow.
The Mozun pressed the person hard against the stone wall of the hot spring to kiss, and his movements gradually became excessive and forceful.
Yu Chen vaguely felt something was wrong in the chaos, but he couldn't say it, and he couldn't struggle and sank into it.
"Is Master comfortable?" Ran Bai whispered into his ear with a chuckle, asking patiently.
Such a voice crashed into my ears, whispering like a lover, Xianjun's spiritual consciousness was slackened, and he was panting again and again, the two-way thin and indifferent eye ends were rarely smudged with a slight red, and the color of the eyes was shaking and shattered. As if being bullied hard by someone, he sobbed and couldn't make a sound.
The only sliver of reason left told him more and more strongly that something was wrong, but he fell repeatedly and couldn't break free.
He could only let the girl apprentice kiss wantonly.
His fingers were white and tense, and he hung powerlessly by his side, being held down by the demon king, a red hand rope was half covered by the loose white sleeves, the bright color reflected his cold white complexion, in the Visually, it shows a sense of restraint and desire.
However, Mo Zun refused to let go of this topic easily, bit his ear very viciously, and asked in a low voice, "Are you comfortable?"
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After a long time, Xianjun was forced to hum softly and hoarsely, and raised his eyes slightly, dazed and confused, all his usual indifference faded away, with the desire to let people destroy and destroy.
Ranbai chuckled, like the temptation of a devil, bewitching the depravity of the gods: "Do you like it?"
Yu Chenxue's clothes are messy, his eyes are full of shattered water color, his brows and eyes are infiltrated with water mist, his eyes are shaking, not as indifferent and aloof as before, he is absent-minded and distracted, he is a little panting when he is kissed, even his indifferent breathing He got up in a hurry, suppressed the low swallow between his lips and teeth, and didn't say a word.
"Master, do you like me to kiss you?" Ran Bai didn't give up, and said in his ear, his voice was low.
Xianjun seemed to be bewitched, his exquisitely curved Adam's apple rolled out a sexy arc, he slightly parted his thin lips, the bloodless thin and soft lips seemed to be smeared with rouge, and the tooth line was also white and attractive, his voice The line is low, dumb and unsteady, no longer thorough and cold: "Hi..."
He just uttered an indistinct word, almost shattered in the hot spring, and stopped.
The feeling of becoming more and more wrong became more and more intense, and the cultivation base in his body that had always been stable and indifferent gradually began to agitate, and there was a tendency to backfire. He coughed softly, forcing himself to come to his senses, his fingers tensed tightly, Hold the white hand.
"Mobai—" His eyes were faintly red, his voice was completely hoarse when he spoke, and he paused every word: "Stop!"
He took care of the unstable injuries on the girl's body, so he didn't do anything directly.
Mozun paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes slowly, lazily hugged Xianjun, and finally stopped his movements, but his eyes were still bright and blurred, and his body was so cold that it made her look very pale , but the tails of the eyes are strangely red, treacherous and coquettish, "I'm cold..."
Her tone sounded a little aggrieved, like complaining or muttering: "Cold."
Xianjun closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled a few times, and when he finally opened his eyes again, the emotional and confusing moisture in his eyes had almost dissipated, leaving only a sober indifference.
He breathed steadily and calmly, pursed his thin lips and glanced at his steady and calm breathing, pursed his thin lips and looked at the absurd and embarrassing scene in front of him, lost his mind for a moment, his face was abnormally pale.
Xianjun coldly pushed away Ranbai, tried his best to restrain himself, maintained a calm surface, fastened the buttons untied by the Demon Lord again with his slender fingers, and put on the torn and messy snow clothes to cover all the ambiguous kisses. The red marks, the wrinkles of the clothes were smoothed inch by inch, and the sleeves dripped with water.
Just when Ranbai thought that Yuchen really wouldn't care about her this time, Xianjun lowered his eyes without saying a word after putting on his clothes solemnly, and directly hugged her and got up from the hot spring, taking her with her. She walked into the room.
The girl's red dress was completely soaked, she lazily hugged Xianjun's waist, grabbed a corner of his clothes, closed her eyes sleepily, and pressed her side face against the young man's chest, she could feel it through the thin clothes. To the temperature of Yu Chen's body and the sound of his heartbeat.
Yu Chen's clothes are seldom disheveled, and when his black hair comes loose, he is not as serious as before, but his face is cold and silent, and the cold and sharp eyes are still hard to approach.
He carried her back to the room, put him on the bed, looked at the girl's pale face, and silently sent her true energy to stabilize the unstable breath in her body.