After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 263: Hot Spring Confrontation

Chu Xinglan's hand, which had subconsciously touched the door, quickly retracted as if it had been scalded.

He then gently touched his lips, and the soft touch of his lips a few days ago seemed so clearly visible.

For a moment, Chu Xinglan even wondered if he was too tired from the trip to the secret realm, which led to such an absurd dream.

But the complete memory and vivid emotions told him that this was not a dream.

Chu Xinglan suddenly felt that it was right not to force his room to be given to Xiaotuanzi.

Before, he and his master slept on the same bed. Although he was a little uncomfortable at first, Chu Xinglan was very satisfied with the big pillow later.

But considering their current relationship, it seems a little too ambiguous, and it makes my ears red and my heart beat fast just thinking about it.

Chu Xinglan used a little force and patted his face, trying to force himself out of this strange emotion.

Since the master was taking a shower inside, it would be inappropriate to disturb him, so he went back to pack up his things and move back to his room.

It was just right, there should be some quiet time in the future, and he also needed to go into seclusion to work on his way to the third level. By then he should be able to transform freely, and maybe even float in the air.

When Chu Xinglan approached, Sang Yunqi felt his presence. He was originally thinking about what kind of pose he should put on to attract his little disciple when he suddenly came in.

As a result, he changed his posture again and again, but no one came in, so he couldn't help but speak.

"If you want to see it, just come in and watch it openly."

He knew how much his little disciple coveted his body, and every time he saw her, his face would turn red and his eyes would be fixed on her.

He thought that since his young disciple was hesitating outside the door and didn't know what reason to come in, he would give him a way out.

Chu Xinglan, who was about to leave outside the door, froze in place after hearing the voice of his master and understanding the meaning of his words. The blush that had just disappeared instantly reappeared.

What kind of nonsense is the master saying? How could he let it go? He doesn't want to watch it at all. This is simply too shameful.

But his feet were still too honest to take a single step. He was torn between his conscience and his desires for a long time before he stammered when Sang Yunqi became impatient.

"Master...Master, I came here to tell you that I plan to move back to my own room today."

"It just so happens that little Tuanzi is not familiar with this place yet. It will be more convenient for me to move out, and it won't disturb Master."

In the hot spring, Sang Yunqi, who was standing with his chest straight and proud, even holding a book in his hand, was instantly angered by his words.

Sang Yunqi casually threw away the book without even turning a page, snorted coldly, and moved his fingers slightly.

The next second, the bathroom door opened automatically. Chu Xinglan felt a familiar spiritual power enveloping him, and then his body flew towards the door uncontrollably.

I heard Sang Yunqi's slightly exasperated voice.

"Bother me? What do you want to do, live together?"

Chu Xinglan didn't have time to answer before he fell into the hot spring with a splash.

He waved his hands in panic and subconsciously, and felt that he had caught something. He breathed a sigh of relief, moved his body, and emerged from the water.

What came into view was a thin and transparent lining that was loosely draped over the body, and a large area of ​​fair skin.

Perhaps because he had been soaking in the hot spring for a while, his skin was still a dry pink, and his chest rose and fell gently with his breathing.

Chu Xinglan opened his eyes wide, not daring to blink. He subconsciously retracted his fingers, feeling the soft and warm skin on his palms, and slowly lowered his head.

Ouch, he was still holding on to his master's arm.

Just as he was about to let go of her hand, he realized something was wrong. He raised his eyes and quickly took a look at Sang Yunqi's underwear, suppressing his shyness.

Emmm, are these also sleeveless?

Thinking about wearing it on his master, revealing his arms and large chest muscles, and even faintly seeing his abdominal muscles, Chu Xinglan covered his nose and quickly fled in a direction away from Sang Yunqi.

Due to the sudden fall into the water, his clothes were completely soaked and stuck to his body, feeling heavy. Especially in the water, every step he took was difficult.

I was not careful and almost fell into the water again.

Sang Yunqi was very dissatisfied with his little disciple's silent attitude of escaping. Seeing that he was about to fall, he reached out and grabbed him, holding him in his arms.

He was so shameless that he stripped off Chu Xinglan's outer robe, inner clothes and trousers.

Only then did he hold the man on his legs with satisfaction, letting Chu Xinglan's legs wrap around his waist. He placed one hand across his lower back to hold his body in place, and lifted his chin with the other hand.

Chu Xinglan was forced to look at the dazzling and charming face of his master. Perhaps because he was a little unhappy, his eyebrows were raised and there was dissatisfaction in his eyes, which was a different feeling.

Seeing his little disciple's infatuated look again, Sang Yunqi's originally unexpected mood improved a lot.

"Why are you running? Do you really want to live and eat with that iron-eating beast? Xiao Xinglan, I don't agree. Forget about it."

Although he spoke slowly, his unquestionable attitude was obvious.

Chu Xinglan has already been controlled by someone, does he dare to refute? He doesn't dare.

Well, actually he didn’t really want to sleep separately from his master, he just felt a little embarrassed.

Moreover, even though Xiaotuanzi looks only five or six years old now, there is a gender difference between them after all. How could they sleep together? This is not something a good brother would do.

Although he thought so in his heart, Chu Xinglan looked unhappy. He supported Sang Yunqi's chest with his hands and kept the farthest distance from him.

"Master, aren't you being too overbearing? I just want to sleep alone, why don't you agree?"

"Besides, it doesn't make sense for a master and a disciple to sleep in the same bed."

As soon as he said these aggrieved and somewhat teary words, Sang Yunqi was so angry that he laughed.

"What's wrong with sleeping in the same bed? It's not the time for you to touch my chest muscles or kiss me. Why didn't you say we were master and apprentice at that time? It's not allowed?"

Chu Xinglan: “!!!”

He stared at Sang Yunqi in disbelief. When did he touch...

As if he had guessed Chu Xinglan's thoughts, Sang Yunqi sneered and pointed a slender finger at Chu Xinglan's hand that was still on his chest.

"Have I wronged you?"

Chu Xinglan was frightened and quickly let go of his hand. For a moment, he didn't know where to put his hand. The two of them were too close to each other, and the slightest movement would touch each other.

Chu Xinglan: “…”

In the end, Chu Xinglan had no choice but to put his hands behind his head and confront Sang Yunqi in a weird posture.

"Master wanted me to touch him, right? Otherwise, why would Master hold me tightly in such a big bath?"