This master can be with her, she really hugs her if she has thighs

Chapter 92 Small means

It's so hard to serve!
Lu Fuyao frowned, and a clear voice came out: "Give me your hand, and I'll cross your soul."

Lu Fuyao repeatedly compromised for him, Yun Nian curled his lips into a smile, and obediently handed over his paw.

And just when the two people's hands touched, he suddenly pulled her onto the bed with all his strength, and for a while Lu Fuyao lay outside the bed, while he was inside the bed, the two of them looked at each other, and Fuyao read from his eyes. Obvious smile.

This pervert!

Lu Fuyao was furious: "Get up if you don't feel pain, let me go."

But Yun Nian pretended to say: "Don't go, don't go, this disciple really hurts." He pressed Lu Fuyao's hand to his heart, and said solemnly: "This disciple speaks out of his conscience, my heart really hurts."

Lu Fuyao looked at him hesitantly: "Really?"

He nodded quickly, and thought: He didn't lie, anyway, as long as he gets closer to Lu Fuyao, his heart will ache.

Lu Fuyao put his slender and slender fingers on his chest, a little uncertain, Yun Nian said coquettishly: "Master rub it for me and it won't hurt."

She raised her head and glanced at him angrily, released her spiritual power in her hands, and gently circled his chest in circles, lest she would hurt him again.

But Yun Nian would rather that she act more seriously, instead of being indifferent like now. His heart was scratching like being scratched by a cat. His breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Master." He called out.

Lu Fuyao healed her seriously without raising his head: "What's wrong."

"...It's nothing." He lowered his head obediently.

Originally, he wanted to ask Lu Fuyao if he could feel her conscience too, but after thinking about it, let it go, he was afraid that Lu Fuyao would beat him.

He took a deep breath, his face returned to rosy, and his eyes were full of smiles.

What kind of weakness and heartache are all his tricks to make her feel sorry for him.

When Lu Fuyao went out to meet Fu Xiurong, the two of them had to chat about various matters and ignore him, so he was not willing to let her go out.

But he can't stop it explicitly, because it will affect his image in Lu Fuyao's mind, so he can only make her feel sorry for him, and make her take the initiative not to bear to go out.

In this way, he is still that obedient and cute little disciple.

After thinking about it, he felt happy again. Lu Fuyao must have him in his heart to stay, and his master is the best.

But the atmosphere between the two people in the room was ambiguous, and the person outside the room was in a bad mood.

Fu Xiurong's legs were sore from standing for a long time. The two of them regarded him as air. He clenched his fists, his knuckles were creaking, trying to tell himself to stay calm and not to break in...

If he breaks in and sees something he shouldn't see...wouldn't that make him even more angry?

Gritting his teeth and feeling sulky for a long time, he punched the door panel, turned and left.

Lu Fuyao was keenly aware of this vibration, she wanted to get up to see what was going on outside, but Yun Nian suddenly said: "Master, don't move, my bell seems to have fallen off."

Lu Fuyao froze his body, feeling bewildered: "What?"

Yun Nian's restless hands probed in the quilt: "The bell that I wanted to give you earlier seems to have fallen off, don't move, don't move, you won't find it after you get out."

Lu Fuyao endured the discomfort, felt that warm hand brushing against her body continuously, and said coldly for a moment, "Did you find it?"

Yun Nian's hand was suddenly placed on her arm, Lu Fuyao's breath was concentrated, and then he felt that he was gradually reaching down, and he still worried to himself: "I don't know where it fell."

Seemingly caressing, the hand with well-defined bones touched her waist, and there was still the intention to continue exploring, Lu Fuyao finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed his restless hand: "You are presumptuous!"

As soon as he raised his head, Yun Nian's innocent deer eyes looked at her blankly, as if he didn't realize that what he did was wrong, he stared blankly at Lu Fuyao's face, then looked down at his hand , suddenly thought of something, and suspicious blushes appeared on his cheeks.

Lu Fuyao looked at his peerless face, her heart unconsciously skipped a beat between the two of them breathing.

"Disciple offended." He hastily withdrew his hand, and suddenly a crisp bell sounded on the bed, and he found the bell from under his body, as if to prove his innocence, he quickly handed it to Lu Fuyao: "I found it." .”

Being with this rebellious son, Lu Fuyao was almost mentally weakened by him.

The two of them chattered until noon, when Lu Fuyao finally got up resolutely, Yun Nian tugged at her sleeve reluctantly, and snorted softly: "We should pester Master more, so that we two can still Can sleep a little longer."

Lu Fuyao got up late enough today, she looked at the clear bite marks on her neck through the bronze mirror hesitantly, her skin was already fair, and it was hard not to let people's imagination run wild with those conspicuous and suspicious marks.

She took a deep breath, and looked at Yun Nian resignedly: "Do you have rouge and gouache on you?"

Yun Nian tilted his head harmlessly: "Why do disciples bring these things?"

After a while, he thought of something and smiled slightly: "My disciple will buy it for you."

"...Forget it." Lu Fuyao refused.

She tried to activate the spiritual method in her body, and suddenly a bluish-white light burst out from her hands, enveloping her like splashing water, and scattered all over her body.

She was tortured by dwarf ghosts in the cave before and could be brought back to life like that. She didn't believe that she couldn't even heal this injury.

Sure enough, as she expected, those soft rays of light with powerful force gradually crossed over to her wound, and those fine, pink scars also gradually dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yun Nian lost the ridicule in his eyes, and gradually put on a deep and complicated look as he looked at the grand scene in front of him.

Healing spells?
Lu Fuyao is not from Xuanyu Palace, how could he know healing techniques?
And Yun Nian has also seen Xuanyu Palace cast spells, it is not in the current state at all, is there something he missed?

Lu Fuyao walked out, but there was no sign of Fu Xiurong in the lobby of the inn. After asking the waiter a while, he turned and walked towards the guest room where Fu Xiurong lived.

Facing the cold door, Lu Fuyao took a deep breath, and knocked on the door bravely.

"Come in."

Fu Xiurong's unkind voice came out.

Lu Fuyao rubbed his nose and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Fu Xiurong, who was sitting on the chair, stared at her with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to find some clues from her, but he looked back and forth for a long time, but Lu Fuyao was still dignified and decent, not at all. What's wrong.

But if he said that the two of them didn't do anything last night, he wouldn't believe it at all. Sure enough, Fu Xiurong asked straight to the point: "Lu Fuyao, this is originally a private matter for you, but Yun Nian is the enemy of the Eight Sects. Don't forget how he killed your senior brother, how could you..."

(End of this chapter)