This situation is too dangerous.
Although Jiang Yinghe was inexperienced, he could still sense the change in the other party's tone, and at the same time sensed a subtle sense of danger.
"No, actually..." Before he could speak halfway, Li Huanhan kissed him again, and the other party's breath became warmer and hotter, soaking it up little by little, almost swallowing him.
The lips touched are a little cold, but the action is gentle enough. Jiang Yinghe was bewitched by the gentleness he displayed, and he didn't refuse for a while, until the other person stuck into his lips again, catching the air, then he reacted and called out in a low voice.
"Still cold..."
His breath was unsteady, his voice trembled for a while, and he lacked strength when calling the other party's name, and at the end, a breath of air swept past, seemingly touching the apex of his heart.
The bloody eyes in front of him got darker, and the other party responded in a low tone.
It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Yinghe realized that his hand had untied his belt at some point, his knuckles were poking through the shirt, and he hugged himself tightly against his waist. When the picture was about to start at the next indescribable moment, a faint blue phosphorescent fire rose from the candles beside him, thick fog and ghostly aura spread over, and came to him easily.
It was Qin Jun who returned to Baihe Yuyu.
He had returned to the Netherworld to deal with internal affairs before, but when he arrived, he saw the scenes in front of him, and he came to Jiang Yinghe's side without leaving himself any time to think.
Qin Jun seemed to think that he came by a coincidence, his figure emerged from the mist, his gray eyes couldn't detect his true emotions, he just stared at Li Huanhan, and then looked away.
"Self-defense." Qin Jun's voice sounded from behind.
This sentence was said to Li Huanhan. As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Yinghe felt Jun'er's cold hand approaching from behind, holding his fingers tightly.
The warm breath swept over his neck, Qin Jun lowered his head against Jiang Yinghe's shoulder and took a breath, then said with a little dissatisfaction: "Li Huanhan is always so... hypocritical, he speaks better than anyone else, but the result is better than anyone else." All out of line."
The distance between the two of them was less than half a meter, with only Jiang Yinghe in between.
"Master." Jun'er called him in a low voice, "Do you only pet him?"
When he said this, he showed a little bit of emotional interaction and integration with Changye.
Jiang Yinghe was stopped by his question, and then remembered that his apprentice was not so spoiled, so he quickly said: "My body is still too fragile..."
he just thought
After taking out this universal excuse, Jun'er held his fingers, and a cold and transparent breath poured into his body, which seemed to be a magic technique to strengthen his physique.
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
This is too ruthless.
Not only was Qin Jun merciless, but even the system that didn't talk too much harshly popped up a second fusion task, and issued a task prompt for the dual cultivation of the acquired mind.
Jiang Yinghe's hair was brushed away by Qin Jun's cold fingers, and the edge of his lips was pressed to one side for a kiss.
...looks like there's a chance to do both at once.
Although he didn't really want to seize this opportunity.
Just as the atmosphere became more tense and ambiguous, a fluffy tail hooked Jiang Yinghe's ankle.
He shifted his eyes and saw Changye with two animal ears standing upright.
"Master..." He didn't know when he woke up, "Actually, I also want to..."
Changye shook his tail embarrassingly, and the long plush tail sweetly wrapped around his ankle and rubbed back and forth.
The second after he spoke, the system dutifully released the third fusion task, and no surprises, all of them were dual repairs.
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
What kind of broken system is this, why can't it be uninstalled
He sighed deeply, looking at the rescue target split into three pieces, his mind was full of...God will kill me.
——
next morning.
In early spring, the mountains are steep and the bird sounds are sparse. The crane spirit outside the Xuanmen let out a sound.
The candle was burning through, and the light shone dimly, covering his cheeks.
This kind of meager morning light seemed to be as light as falling frost, and it set off the frosty white skin more and more.
Jiang Yinghe opened his eyes slightly confused.
He still hasn't come back to his senses, and his mind is in a mess. The first thing he touches is the soft white cat in his arms.
White... cat
…the barbed cat.
These five words were deeply engraved in his mind. Jiang Yinghe looked at the fluffy little cat expressionlessly for a while, then stretched out his hand and pushed him out of his arms.
This cat is not a thing at all.
Jiang Yinghe cursed in his heart, he was too lazy to open his mouth, and just about to turn over, he felt terribly painful all over his body, as if his bones had been torn apart, put on the ground, run over by a truck a dozen times, and then put back together like.
I didn't know which one it was last night, so I leaned over to coax him and said that as long as I was well prepared, it wouldn't hurt and would be very comfortable. In the end, he was well prepared, and a foreplay made him a little dizzy. In the end... he still has a backache and can't move today.
apprentice
mouth, deceitful ghost.
After the little white cat was pushed away, he also opened his eyes in a little confusion. After seeing the master turning around with a straight face, he immediately remembered what he did yesterday. Maobu tentatively approached Jiang Yinghe's direction.
After Jiang Yinghe turned around, he saw another deceiving ghost.
Qin Jun's clothes were neat, but he didn't have a robe, so he had already woken up, or maybe he didn't need to sleep, and he and Li Huanhan had been arguing with Li Huanhan all night, so he couldn't tell.
Jiang Yinghe glanced at him, then closed his eyes again, not wanting to move himself, especially his waist.
What kind of double cultivation technique...the stamina is too great.
You really can't believe Xie Xiu's words, coax him once when the arrow is on the string, and then fuck him once. It's fine for one person once, and it can't be solved once in an hour, it's too inhuman.
Jiang Yinghe was thinking in a mess, and he was still a little sleepy, until Qin Jun reached over and pressed his waist, slowly rubbing and relieving the pain.
"Are you still uncomfortable?" Qin Jun leaned over and kissed his eyelashes, "It's really wrong, I didn't expect you to agree, and I won't trouble you like this anymore, Master..."
"… To shut up."
Jiang Yinghe's voice was too hoarse, and after only saying these two words, his intonation was a little off.
All in hindsight. Why didn't you feel that you were wrong when you pushed him on the couch yesterday? He said that it would be impossible to continue, and that this body would be ruined any longer.
However, Qin Jun memorized this dual cultivation method too well. He obviously felt that he couldn't take it anymore, but his cultivation base and spiritual power were actually increasing, and the increasing speed was much faster than the authentic Taoism he had practiced before. A hundred times and a thousand times, in just one night, it helped him reshape his Taoist body and laid a foundation.
The body of ice and snow is cold, so it stands to reason that Qin Jun's body is also cold, but the heat from the friction almost burns his brain out. At first, he could cooperate slowly and try to accept it, but in the end he couldn't recover at all. When God came, I didn't even know I was crying.
The problem is, even crying won't let him go.
The redder the corners of Jiang Yinghe's eyes, the tears in his black eyes, showing an unbearable look, the more excited the other party was, and he didn't seem to let go at all.
The audience is full of evil cultivators... only to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors...
Still too used to them. Jiang Yinghe once again strengthened his belief in being a strict teacher.
The strict teacher buried himself in the quilt and made no sound while letting Qin Jun rub his waist to apologize, not even wanting to look at him.
too much, too much
.
The more Jiang Yinghe wanted to sleep, the less sleepy he felt. The meowing in the ears became more and more obvious, and then Changye's voice replaced the little white cat and sounded from behind.
"Master, don't be angry..." His voice came close to his ear, "I will take back the barb in the future, I don't know if I can't pull it out..."
Jiang Yinghe turned his face away, gave him a cold look, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get out, sterilization."
Qin Jun nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, you have to be sterilized, how can there be thorns on that thing, and what to do after fusion, the master doesn't like it..."
"You too."
Qin Jun's words came to an abrupt end, and he coughed after a while, saying: "... this is not very good."
He slowly rubbed the waist under his palms, his eyes slid across Jiang Yinghe's neck, from the mottled red marks on the skin all the way down, saw the place covered by the underwear, remembered how many marks were left inside, his eyes paused for a moment, and then slowly Converge back.
Jiang Yinghe didn't say anything for a while, and when he recovered, he let himself go to ignore the pain and prepared to wash and change clothes, but he just sat up from the bed and felt that his body hurt even more. As a last resort, he lay down again and looked at the The culprit was speechless for a long time.
Even a few words of scolding would sound like a waste of voice, one is more like a beast, a gentle scum, a beast in clothes.
When he thought of this, he handed a cup of warm tea with throat medicine into his palm.
Jiang Yinghe didn't need to look, he knew it was Li Huanhan who sent it. He picked up the teacup and drank a few sips, let out a breath slowly, and said: "Stay away from me, don't bother me these two days."
He had just made an angry attitude when Li Huanhan leaned down and kissed the center of his brow, and apologized in a low voice: "I won't hurt you in the future, the two of them are too fierce, I can't stop them."
As soon as the words fell, Qin Jun next to him immediately frowned, and said, "I'm fierce? I've been telling you to be gentle, and you're fucking as if you're talking but not brainy. Call me fierce afterward? What were you doing when I told you that Master was crying? Li Huanhan?"
He didn't hide his hostility at all, and his anger doubled up. Chang Ye on the side followed angrily, blowing the wind and igniting the fire: "Senior brother Qin is right! He doesn't know any virtue when he is fierce, and he blames me for having barbs, and I'm not as good as him..."
Chang Ye originally wanted to say that he was not as long as him, but after thinking about it, he felt that it sounded like he was short, so he changed his words: "Not as impulsive as him."
Li Huanhan turned a deaf ear to it, and whispered to Jiang Yinghe, "I'll give you medicine for the wound?"
His wounds are hardly visible
, but because he was his own apprentice, Jiang Yinghe was not so shy and restrained, he just said: "Just keep the wound medicine."
Li Huanhan was silent for a while, then nodded, left the wound medicine beside him, and then carefully and considerately instructed: "The spiritual power accumulated in the Taoist body should be refined as soon as possible, otherwise it will affect the recovery."
Jiang Yinghe nodded, stretched out his hand to gather his collar, and said, "Okay, you all go out first, I will rest in Baihe Yuyu for two days, don't get mad at me."
After he finished his words, he remembered something, turned his head and took out Chang Ye who had turned back into a cat and crawled into his quilt, and threw it on the ground, and said in a cold tone: "Don't pretend to be just a cat, you are too, don't get along Come and play like a baby."
The annoyance on his body became more and more vivid. Qin Jun and Li Huanhan paused their hostility and looked at each other, as if they had communicated some secret signal that only the souls could understand. I coaxed him a few words along the fur, and before I left, I didn't forget to take away the green tea cat that was crawling unswervingly on the bed.
After the inner room became quiet, Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, took a few more sips of the cup of tea in his hand, and looked at the fusion progress bar provided by the system to think for a while.
Just last night, when he was being bullied so dizzy, messed up, and whimpering a little that he didn't know what he had said, he inadvertently cleared all the original blackened status columns, leaving only This fusion progress bar.
When it first appeared, its progress was 10%, but after one night, when I looked at it again the next day, it suddenly became 11%.
It was so easy to link the two things together, and Jiang Yinghe couldn't help feeling that this system was becoming more and more inappropriate and full of color.
This kind of progress bar does not seem to be in line with his core values.
Jiang Yinghe took another sip of tea silently. The medicine in the tea took effect. He felt that his hoarse and slightly sore throat had eased a lot, and his voice became normal again. Then he checked the wound medicine left by Li Huanhan again.
The medicine bottle is very delicate, it is made of cold white porcelain. The body of the porcelain bottle is covered with pale gold patterns of mandarin ducks intertwining their necks. There is no name of any medicine on it, but there is a familiar mark on the bottom of the porcelain bottle, and there is also a complicated inscription in the center of the mark. font.
Jiang Yinghe took a closer look and saw that it read:
The secret system of the Albizia sect.
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
With your corporate culture and business projects, there is still something that needs to be secret... Only the secret recipe of the elixir is not open enough.
But since this thing is from Hehuan Sect
On the contrary, it can make people believe in the efficacy of his medicine. Jiang Yinghe pulled out the stopper, poured some nectar-like potion inside, and began to apply the potion from the place he could see.
There is a string of teeth marks on the inner side of the calf, the teeth are sharp, probably bitten by Chang Ye, and there is a red mark from licking, like a cat licking.
There is a little trace of being hooped on the ankle... He has some impressions of this. When he couldn't bear it, he moved back a few times, and was pulled back by Li Huanhan. I have no strength.
Jiang Yinghe applied the medicine calmly, thinking that this was the first time for the children to be ignorant, so there was no need to get angry with them...It is normal to have hands that are neither light nor heavy, and it is normal for this matter not to let go...Kiss all over Mark also...
Until he felt the tooth marks on the inside of his thigh.
... Which bastard did this.
Jiang Yinghe frowned and rubbed twice, but he didn't feel any pain. After applying the medicine where he could see, he casually melted an ice mirror, unbuttoned his underwear and took a look inside.
He was silent for a while, put the medicine bottle aside, put on his clothes again, and thought with a blank expression—
It is better to be pure-hearted and few desires.
Now switch to the path of ruthlessness, I don't know if it's too late
No, ruthlessness is not enough.
get home.
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