in2ebook Chapter 171 Master, Drink Water
Chapter 171 Master, Drink Water
The more Chu Xinglan thought about it, the more he felt this was true. It wasn't him who asked them to hide their identities or lie to him.
He is obviously the victim, so why should he feel guilty? He is the one who should be right.
As for those two people being attentive to me, isn't that as it should be? If you do something wrong, you should be punished.
What's more, he didn't say anything. They were all feeling guilty. Especially now that those two people were hiding something from him, he was just being polite and pretending to have forgotten about it. He didn't want to ask them what else they were dissatisfied with.
It's just finding a bed to sleep on. I had a fight and I'm injured. Shouldn't I have a good rest?
Chu Xinglan quickly convinced himself. He stood up angrily, took out a coat from the closet, picked it up in his hand, and walked out with his head held high.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two people who were staring at each other beside the stone table looked over in surprise.
Before they could speak, Chu Xinglan snorted arrogantly, then turned the corner, opened Sang Yunqi's door and walked in.
He was calm and composed, and full of vigor.
But after entering the room, he quickly closed the door with his backhand and put his ear to the door to listen carefully to the sounds outside.
After a long while, he didn't hear anything and no one approached. Chu Xinglan was satisfied. He walked towards the bedroom as if he knew the way and threw himself directly into the big bed.
Outside the yard, both of them kept their eyes on the door, and Sang Yunqi's mood, which had been shrouded in a layer of gloom, suddenly brightened up.
With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he glanced at Xuan Ling who was still in shock, straightened his sleeves and stood up.
"Clear the table and wash the dishes in a moment."
"Don't leave after you're done. Stay here for two days. The Demon Lord has appeared, so we'll have to hold a meeting in the next two days. You can listen and provide some clues."
After saying that, he walked leisurely towards his room. When he reached the door and was about to push it open, he turned a corner for some reason and entered Chu Xinglan's room.
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Chu Xinglan was half asleep when he felt there was someone beside him, with the moisture of a fresh shower and a reassuring smell on his body.
After lying down next to him, she was still not obedient. Sometimes she twisted his head, sometimes she hugged his waist. He was so annoyed that he raised his leg and kicked her.
A muffled groan came from his ear, and Chu Xinglan thought he had hurt the other person by kicking him. Before he could feel happy, his legs were grabbed and stuffed between a pair of strong legs, clamped and unable to move.
His face was pressed against a piece of smooth, firm skin, which was as warm as the finest warm jade, and he subconsciously rubbed it.
His hands dishonestly pulled aside the clothes that were a bit in the way, and he felt the tight waist curve, and then slid down gently, revealing the well-defined abdominal muscles, which felt so good that he couldn't help but linger on them.
Sang Yunqi didn't expect to be treated so warmly as soon as he came in, and his body was a little stiff for a moment.
He was worried that if he followed his little disciple back to the room, he would be angry and chased out, so he went to Chu Xinglan's room to take a shower.
In the dim candlelight, looking at his little disciple sleeping defenselessly on the bed, his heart softened.
He tiptoed onto the bed and wanted to hold the person in his arms, but was kicked in the vitals.
Although given his physical strength, this amount of force is just like a tickle to him and cannot cause any harm at all, this is not the case.
Not to mention that hand that was touching everywhere, and even had a tendency to move downwards, so Sang Yunqi quickly grabbed it to stop it.
After he pulled his hand to his waist, he saw his little disciple hugging his waist. He breathed a sigh of relief and completely embedded the person in his arms, just like he usually hugged him to sleep, and closed his eyes.
But I don’t know if it’s because I have something on my mind tonight, I couldn’t fall asleep for half a day. Especially in this silent atmosphere, my body’s senses became clearer and clearer.
The warm breath on his chest was like a small brush, sweeping back and forth constantly. From time to time, he could feel a touch of softness sliding across his chest, making him feel indescribably hot.
Unable to help it any longer, he quietly moved his upper body back a little to create some distance. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the person in his arms seemed a little dissatisfied. He muttered softly, then moved closer to him and put his face into his arms again. Only then was he satisfied.
"..."
For the first time, Sang Yunqi began to doubt whether he was doing something wrong by sleeping with his little disciple in his arms.
The scene in his mind of Xuan Ling angrily scolding him for being an old cow eating young grass, mixed with the scene of his lips gently pressing on the little disciple's forehead, and the little disciple's shy face almost burning, kept playing in his mind.
For a moment he just felt hotter, his throat rolled and he felt a little thirsty.
He gently pulled Chu Xinglan off his body and stuffed him into the quilt. Then he got out of bed and gulped down a full glass of water. Only then did he feel better.
Just as he was hesitating whether to find a place to meditate for the night, Chu Xinglan on the bed heard the noise and opened his eyes.
He called out in a daze, "Master, I want to drink some water."
Sang Yunqi paused for a moment and subconsciously wanted to run, but his reason made him stay where he was. He calmly poured a glass of water, walked to the bed and handed it to Chu Xinglan.
Chu Xinglan drank the water in one breath, licked his lips, and handed him the cup, "More."
Sang Yunqi's gaze lingered on his rosy lips for a moment before he took the cup and turned around to pour him another one.
After drinking the second cup, Chu Xinglan lay back down contentedly. Just as he was about to go to sleep, he saw his master still sitting motionless beside the bed, looking at him in confusion.
"Master, don't you want to sleep?"
After saying that, he deliberately moved to the side of the bed and patted the empty space next to him.
Sang Yunqi felt that something was not right with him tonight, and his mind was full of random thoughts.
I don’t know if it’s because there’s another Bai Rong who’s about to go crazy in the back mountain, or if it’s because of the fight with Fan Lou today that he was bewitched by the strong demonic energy.
He wanted to tell his little disciple to sleep well as he had other things to do, but in the end he couldn't stand his little disciple's confused eyes and his repeated calls of "Master".
He resigned himself to his fate, threw back the quilt, and laid flat on the bed, crossing his hands obediently over his abdomen. He planned to just endure it for the night; he wouldn't die if he didn't sleep for a day.
But Chu Xinglan obviously didn't think so. He rolled to Sang Yunqi's side very consciously and hugged him.
It seemed that this posture was not very comfortable. Chu Xinglan moved his arms in front of him under his neck, rested them on his head, and leaned into Sang Yunqi's arms.
With her other hand, she moved Sang Yunqi's hand that was still on her abdomen away, and touched his abdominal muscles twice before hugging his waist and falling asleep contentedly.
Sang Yunqi, who dared not move, was horrified to find that his body had undergone changes that should not have occurred, and his mind became a complete mess.