Chapter 3474

Xianjun couldn't help gasping slightly. His chest fluctuated. His calm and cold appearance was broken by three points. He tried to push away dye Bai. His only reason made him say in a dumb voice: "this is not a broken abyss..."

"Does the master mean to break the abyss?" ran Bai quickly caught the loophole in Yu Chen's words. She raised her eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

Yu Chen's long eyelashes trembled, closed his eyes and covered his misty eyes. He was cold and didn't speak.

"Can you do this in duanyuan?" the Demon Lord was very aware of taking advantage of people's danger, pinched Yu Chen's chin and asked in his ear, "kiss you like this?"

There is no way to answer the question.

Yu Chen even breathed coldly for a few minutes.

Ranbai didn't ask again. She knelt down on Xianjun and picked up his chin. Her breath fell on Yuchen's thin lips, "nobody... Master, don't worry."

The devil's fingers pressed on the young man's thin and delicate back neck and rubbed his fingertips. He kissed hard and had a strong desire for possession. But when he spoke, he was as soft as begging. Pitiful, like a little devil with different appearances and inside: "master, just encourage... Just this time."

Xianjun's body was very stiff, but he slowly softened under the girl's action. He stroked the fingertips of his back neck. The temperature was cold, but it was surprisingly hot in a trance. His body trembled and his lips and teeth were entangled. He almost lost his strength to hold the dyed white wrist, almost overflowed the low swallow between his lips and teeth, and was bitten by him.

The slender and clear fingers have clear blood vessels and veins. After several micro movements, the final action of gripping the wrist is still loose. The fingertips fall slowly. The rare water color in the eyes is no longer cold. Against the fine and spotless snow clothes, there is a different kind of bewitchment.

Dyed white knelt on Xianjun's body on one knee and trapped people in the seat. She could detect that Yu Chen's refusal was a little lax. In the end, she would just raise her jaw in time and let her kiss. Her indifferent eyes were occupied by the water mist, with floating color and beautiful radian of her neck, all indicating the silent compromise and fall.

The laughter was crushed and tossed. The devil's eyebrows and eyes were affectionate and pressed on the back of his neck.

Until Xianjun completely lost his strength, was kissed to sob, his long eyelashes fell down wet, half covered his broken eyes, his fingertips trembled slightly, his breathing was unstable, and his voice was dumb: "enough, enough..."

This is the first time Xianjun acquiesced in his attitude, and even some imperceptible green and astringent responses. Ran Bai licked the corners of his lips, coaxed him and said, "master, be obedient and do it again."

At this time,

The door of the room was suddenly knocked.

"Xianjun." Wen Sheng, a disciple standing outside the door, said, "I made tea for you."

They also kept kissing and entanglement. They were ambiguous. The young Xianjun was stiff, his fingers closed the girl's slender wrist inch by inch, and his eyes and tail were not faded.

"It's all right." the devil whispered, with a fleeting cold light in her eyes. She cleared her throat and said calmly and lazily: "no, you should step back."

The distance between a door can be easily pushed open, and the atmosphere seems to solidify in a moment.

But fortunately, when the disciples outside the door heard it, they did not make any superfluous moves, but obediently stepped down.

The demon girl muttered lazily, "he's so annoying."

Yu Chen slightly lowered his eyebrows and eyes. His coldness was broken. His lips were abnormally red. His eyelashes trembled for several times. Finally, he returned to calm and reached out to push her away.

Dyed white looked at him with a smile. One knee was pressed on his leg, which was similar to the kneeling posture. The clothes were folded together, which was very ambiguous.

"I'll help master tidy up his clothes." her fingertips hooked the young man's slightly open snow coat collar, and her voice was slightly dumb: "nothing else."

After just that toss, Xianjun's original meticulous clean snow clothes were a little messy, and were pressed out of folds, not too solemn. The original proper and regular neckline was scattered, half revealing beautiful color, exquisite clavicle lines, and the skin color was cold white, which was most confusing.

Dyed white fingertips rubbed his collarbone and gathered up his clothes for Xianjun.

"Can we go down this time?" the fog in Yu Chen's eyes gradually dispersed. He quietly looked at the girl kneeling on his body. His thin lips opened gently. The voice line was hoarse because of kissing. It was a bit clear, intertwined with nice sexy, and his tone was calm.

Ran Bai propped Yu Chen's side, stood up slowly, and stood in front of Xian Jun. the distance was very close. She looked at the young man's appearance, suddenly bent over, rubbed Yu Chen's thin lips vaguely with her finger abdomen, and rubbed some water color.

The headmaster managed to arrange the fairy sword meeting and hurried back. He forgot to knock at the door. When the pushers came in, they only saw the figure of the girl in red. It seemed that she was very close to the fairy king sitting on the seat. It was like pressing down her body against a person. At first glance, such a picture took a bit of secret ambiguity, which was fantastic.

The headmaster was startled for a moment and almost said in a harsh voice, "what are you doing?"

When ranbai heard the voice behind her, she didn't change her face and didn't panic at all. She turned her back to the headmaster and smiled at Yu Chen's lips arrogantly and carelessly. Her fingertips just wiped his thin and soft lips and pressed them directly on her lips the next second. Her actions were silent provocation and careless frivolity.

The young fairy king looked calm. Looking at the girl's action, he gently pursed his thin lips.

The devil turned slowly, looked at the headmaster and raised his eyebrows: "what's the matter?"

The headmaster was also frightened by the scene just now. It's hard not to think much. Just now he reacts. Seeing the lonely and abstinent Xianjun next to him, he deeply regrets and despises himself in the bottom of his heart.

I just thought about what it was!

How can you think so.

How can a person like Xianjun, who is high above the world and doesn't catch the fine dust, have anything to do with his apprentice.

He couldn't laugh or cry at the bottom of his heart. He said awkwardly, "nothing."

The headmaster cleared his throat and bowed respectfully, "Xianjun."

Yu Chen nodded coldly.

The leader had no contact with ranbai, that is, he saw it on the day when the trial ended. This time, he really saw it. He couldn't help looking more. His first feeling was that the girl was very beautiful and wild. At first glance, she belonged to the kind that was difficult to provoke and disobey discipline. He and Xianjun were two extremes no matter where they looked.

So

I don't know how they got along when they broke the abyss.

The headmaster sighed in his heart and sat beside him. Zheng se talked about business with Yu Chen.

Ranbai stood aside, behind Xianjun. At this time, she looked like a real apprentice, and didn't make any excessive moves, but her eyebrows and eyes were still lazy, with an elusive evil sycophant.

When the headmaster was talking to Yu Chen, his eyes inadvertently fell on Yu Chen's thin lips and suddenly realized that Xianjun's lips seemed too gorgeous and beautiful.

He was stunned subconsciously, but he didn't think much.