Xuanhua is naturally impossible to be afraid of pain. During the Chaos years, what kind of serious injury did he not suffer? Now showing weakness like this is just a momentary joy to hear that the little apprentice is not getting married - the most notable is his attitude, which has changed from .
Lin Zhizhi also had the arrow on the string at this time and had to send it. He got a little closer to Xuan Hua, and now the distance between them was so close that Lin Zhizhi's nose could even smell the indifferent cold fragrance on Master's body - which made the black-haired boy swallow nervously.
He touched Xuan Hua's wound with his hand again, this time without a hand to stop him midway. Lin Zhizhi really touched the man's wound and gently smeared the medicinal liquid on it.
Before his fingertips touched the flesh and blood on the wound, the black flame happened to rise, and Lin Zhizhi had already felt the burning pain, which made him unable to control his strength, and accidentally used some strength—but Xuan Xuan Hua was still sitting upright, unmoved.
Lin Zhizhi wrapped the wound with his own spiritual energy, diluted the medicinal liquid, evaporated it into the wound, and applied medicine to Xuanhua.
The black-haired boy looked very serious when he did these things, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, and when he encountered difficulty in controlling strength, he would lightly bite his lips, leaving a light white mark.
With such a preoccupied appearance, it is easy for people to mistakenly think that he is the only scenery in his eyes.
Xuanhua watched Lin Zhizhi busy with his wound as if he was out of the way. He reached out and picked up a strand of hair that had slipped from his temples and tied it behind his ears—Lin Zhizhi originally kept an awkward expression in order not to directly meet the master. After applying the medicine in his posture, he was startled by Xuanhua's action, slipped his feet, and happened to fall into the opponent's arms.
Xuanhua's upper body was naked, and Lin Zhizhi was in contact with his skin, almost sitting on the other's lap, worried that he would press on the other's wound, and finally he was in a hurry—
Lin Zhizhi managed to adjust his position, and just as he was about to get up, a huge force suddenly pulled him into his arms.
The young master of the Lin family was stunned. He wanted to struggle but was afraid of hitting the wound, so he could only whisper, "... Master?"
Xuanhua simply hugged him like this, lowered his head and sniffed the young man's neck with his nose - Lin Zhizhi could not help shrinking his neck during the blowing of his breath, and a blush appeared - Lord Dao Zun thoughtfully caressed it with his hand That piece of skin didn't say until the blush faded, "No more."
Lin Zhizhi's face was blank: "What's gone?"
Xuanhua put one arm around him: "The fragrance on your body..."
Lin Zhiyi suddenly recalled that night because of his unfortunate physique, that caused the master to think about himself that kind of sauce.
#It's just unbearable to look back on, okay! ! #
Xuanhua lifted the chin of the boy in his arms with one hand, tilted his head slightly, stared at him and said, "But even without the aroma, I still have the urge to cultivate with you now."
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
Keywords: double cultivation, impulse.
- Well, it is quite impulsive, the young master of the Lin family can feel it from his crotch.
#Thousands of words turned into one sentence: Master, your personality is broken! ! #