Chapter 666

At the moment, Su Qinghuan's heart is collapsing and tries his best to fight the medicine of the magic fruit.

Because she closed her eyes and her spirit was disordered, the little fox didn't realize that the boy was looking at him. The boy's pair of obedient peach eyes looked at her very recklessly.

If Su Qinghuan saw the aggressive look in her eyes and learned that her "big son" had such a rebellious mind, she was afraid it would make her jump three feet high.

……

"Well..."

Su Qinghuan couldn't help but let out a low sigh. The pain didn't hurt much. It's just that it feels like a burning fire. It's really hard!

Obviously, Yan Hanzhou's temperature was not much lower than his own, but Su Qinghuan felt much better when his head leaned against the young man's chest.

It's just not enough.

But Su Qinghuan has been afraid to do more. As an "old man" in her twenties, she has to rub her little boy's hand. Su Qinghuan only feels that she can't hang on her face, otherwise she won't close her eyes to deceive herself and others.

"Master, are you still so uncomfortable?"

When the nose tip was shrouded in Su Qinghuan's unique fragrance of jade flowers, the boy's eyes couldn't help showing his obsession.

He stared at the faint beads of sweat on Su Qinghuan's forehead, and felt that the sweat from the white Fairy Statue seemed fragrant.

I really want to taste it for the master... What's it like.

……

The dangerous thought flashed through the young man's heart.

But Su Qinghuan was very hard. He didn't have time to listen to what Yan Hanzhou said.

Yan Hanzhou is a fire to Yang body. For her, she has her own charm bonus. Su Qinghuan finally understands why there are so many beauties in the original plot who have to go to battle and practice spiritual cultivation with her little apprentice.

For a woman who ate half of the lingguo, there is an antidote that can't be used... It feels... It's really sour.

……

Su Qinghuan's body was full of heat. She only felt that her will was a little vague. Only Yan Hanzhou's voice was so clear. Even with her eyes closed, the young man's sense of existence was so clear.

Su Qinghuan shed three thousand tears for herself. She suddenly found that holding Yan Hanzhou meant drinking poison to quench her thirst. Although it was much better than before, at the same time, the faint dryness became stronger and stronger.

Su Qinghuan bit her teeth hard and felt a slight smell of rust between her teeth. Su Qinghuan finally felt that her willpower had been restored.

She suddenly opened her eyes and planned to push Yan Hanzhou away.

"Cold boat, as a teacher -"

Before Su Qinghuan's voice fell, she suddenly found Yan Hanzhou's face close at hand. As soon as she looked up, her mouth just touched Yan Hanzhou's thin lips.

"... you... I..."

A burst of scalp tension felt like static electricity and sparks crackling in winter. Su Qinghuan just felt that his head was going to burn off.

With it, I even stuttered.

……

Although it was only a moment's effort, the soft touch of their thin lips could not deceive people at all.

Die young!

She even kissed herself as a young apprentice of a tender grass!

This time, it's not the case before... Indirectly using the same tea cup and eating the same piece of barbecue.

Su Qinghuan's pupil widened.

She stumbled and tried to retreat, but behind her was the stone wall, and there was nothing to retreat.

……

Yan Hanzhou was even more frightened. His eyes were deep. When he spoke again, his voice unconsciously became dumb.

"Master..."

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand and gently brushed his lips just touched by the white fairy statue.

“……”

Seeing the action of the teenager rubbing his lips, Su Qinghuan was speechless. She thought Yan Hanzhou was disgusting with herself.

Yes, although she really didn't mean it.

However, being bullied by a "grandparents" who have been bullying him all the time always seems a little bitter.

……

Su Qinghuan didn't know how to face Yan Hanzhou for a moment. What's more, the heat burning in her blood now didn't allow him to get along with Yan Hanzhou any more.

Su Qinghuan slightly don't open her eyes.

"Han Zhou... I have something to do for a short time. You go to the entrance of the cave to protect the Dharma for me."

As long as Yan Hanzhou is not in her sight, she should not suffer like this.

Even if the antidote is not around, how can you think of taking a shortcut?!

As system 233 says, just bear it and it may be over.

……

Su Qinghuan comforted herself by deceiving herself and others.

But Yan Hanzhou didn't mean to retreat at all.

"Master, are you driving your disciples away?"

"No."

"You are."

“……”

What's this strange little couple going to do?!

Su Qinghuan frowned and was about to take out the posture of being a teacher and drive Yan Hanzhou out directly. As a result, he saw the young man take a sudden step forward.

Originally, there was some narrow space, because the tall and majestic body of the young man seemed more breathless in an instant.

Especially the boy's dark eyes made Su Qinghuan suddenly feel shocking.

That look

I don't know how many repressed and surging feelings are contained in it.

……

Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou suspiciously.

"Han Zhou, you -"

"Master... If you don't want to hold the disciple, will the disciple hold you?"

Then, before Su Qinghuan could speak, Yan Hanzhou actively stretched out his long arm and pulled the white nun in front of him into his arms.

Yan Hanzhou's eyes and tail were slightly red, and even his breathing accelerated a lot. His arm clamped Su Qinghuan, forcing the woman to have no strength to break away.

"Master... If you want to meditate with disciples, disciples... Are willing."

Yan Hanzhou's voice was repressed and deeply dumb.

！！！！

Misty grass!

Su Qinghuan stared in amazement. She didn't expect to hear such words in the mouth of a young boy who always thought she was still a good flower in the future of Xiuxian world.

……

Su Qinghuan murmured in shock.

"Han Zhou, how do you know I just..."

Is she that obvious?

Fall!

……

Yan Hanzhou stared at Su Qinghuan's face without blinking.

"Master... You have not allowed your disciples to dredge your spiritual power, but because you are weak?"

"If you don't tell me, the disciple also knows that since you are a glass without scale body, and the disciple is a fire to Yang body, spiritual cultivation with the disciple will bring benefits and no harm to your cultivation."

“……”

Misty grass, you know that!

Su Qinghuan's eyelashes shook violently, and she scolded fiercely.

"Nonsense, even so, how can there be the truth of spiritual cultivation between disciples and teachers?"

"What if the master becomes a Taoist companion of his disciples?"

Before Su Qinghuan could answer, Yan Hanzhou suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the woman's jaw and pressed her thin lip directly——