Unique Zihan

Chapter 1369 Why not teach me?
Zi Han did not refuse after hearing this. He walked behind Wanyan Juemo, gently pressed her shoulders, and said slowly: "Thank you for waiting outside today. I will serve you well now~"

Wanyan Juemo: "Be normal. Seeing you look abnormal, I want to kill someone."

Um.
As expected of His Majesty Shura, his language is simple and crude.

Zi Han: "Yes, Master."

Wanyan Juemo felt the moderate massage on his shoulders, slowly closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed a moment of peace.
Zi Han did not speak either. She stood silently behind Wanyan Juemo and massaged her shoulders.
However, this peace was soon interrupted by a noise from next door.

The sound was intermittent with some gasps. Zi Han felt something was wrong when he heard it and went to close the window.

Wanyan Juemo was curious and asked Zi Han with a somewhat innocent look in his eyes: "What's that noise? Is there a fight next door?"

Zi Han faced Wanyan Juemo's expression and couldn't help but find her cute because she was so innocent.

He stepped forward and continued to massage her shoulders, chuckling, "Yes, they were fighting, but on the bed."

Wanyan Juemo was stunned for a moment, then he instantly realized how stupid his question was. He turned his face away and said no more.

It is rare to see such a poorly soundproofed house in the world of cultivation. If it is not a decoration problem, then it is intentional!

They deliberately built this non-soundproof house so that everyone can hear how good the business of their Le Yi Building is.

Let those young men who have no business listen to this: while you are resting, others have already started making money.
Invisible pressure on people
Even with the window closed, the sound was still faint, making Zi Han and Wan Yan Jue Mo feel awkward.
After all, there are only two of them here, and they are busy on both sides. The two of them are massaging here, hmm... a breath of fresh air.

After a while, Wanyan Juemo really felt that the sound was unbearable, so he simply put up a barrier to isolate it, and then he felt that his ears were much quieter.
After massaging her shoulders for a long time, Zi Han also moved his hand to Wanyan Juemo's head, and gently massaged her temples. He leaned over and whispered, "If you have any troubles outside in the future, you can come to me. I have good skills~"

Wanyan Juemo was stunned when he heard this. He tilted his head slightly upwards, and his tightly furrowed brows were relaxed by Zi Han's pressure. He then met Zi Han's eyes as he leaned down towards him.

When their eyes met, neither of them dodged. Zi Han looked closely at Wanyan Juemo's eyes. At such a close distance, he could even see the lines in his pupils clearly.
In the past, her eyes were sometimes like the midnight sky, dotted with stars, bright and mysterious, hiding endless stories.

Sometimes it is like a bottomless ice pond, clear and bright but with flashes of cold light, clearly reflecting all the beauty and misfortune in the world.
But now his eyes were like an ice pond that had recently melted. The lines on them were like a breeze blowing by, with rippling and charming waves, reflecting Zi Han's face.

"You have such beautiful eyes." Zi Han curled the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

Such a sincere compliment made Wanyan Juemo at a loss for words. Before she could reply, she heard Zi Han's next sentence.
"It's better to put me in your pretty eyes."

Wanyan Juemo: "If you didn't have this mouth, I think you would have more partners."

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched Zi Han's slightly upturned white chin. Hmm, it felt good.

Zi Han shook his head, still staring into Wanyan Juemo's eyes, and said: "A good partner will never resist me because of my mouth. He will only like me more and more because of its flexibility, hehe."

Wanyan Juemo's face changed, and Zi Han also saw her pupils tremble slightly.
"flexible?"

Zi Han tilted her head: "Is my mouth not flexible?" She is so eloquent, yet it's not flexible enough?
When it comes to talking skills, few can beat her~
Hmm. Wanyan Juemo looked at Zi Han's serious expression, and the scene in his mind jumped to that night.
Looking back, it was indeed very soft and flexible, and the strength was controlled just right, seemingly very experienced. Wanyan Juemo glared at Zi Han, moved his right hand towards Zi Han's cheek, and pinched Zi Han's cheek with his index and middle fingers.
You can tell from Zi Han's grinning expression that the force is quite strong.

"It seems that you are very experienced and have practiced with others many times!"

Zi Han struggled in pain, stretched out his hand to cover the other's wrist, hoping to reduce the force, and said hurriedly: "This thing is accumulated through practice. The more you practice, the more flexible you will become."

Wanyan Juemo: "I don't care about you in the past, but from now on you are not allowed to practice with others."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, slowly stood up, and stared at Zi Han's face which was distorted with pain, with her arms folded across her chest and a look of arrogance. How many people in the world could have a higher status and position than her? This guy didn't know what was good for him.

As her slave, she naturally cannot have anything to do with those lowly and weak people.
Well. Otherwise it would tarnish her reputation as the Shura Emperor. It would be bad if it got out.
Zi Han listened with a puzzled look on his face, scratching his head. What does that mean? I'm not allowed to talk anymore.
So domineering?
but
"Of course. I'm already flexible enough and don't need to practice with anyone else."

Wanyan Juemo laughed angrily upon hearing this, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her raised eyebrows showed her unique self-confidence.

He approached Zi Han step by step, forcing Zi Han to the wall with no room to retreat, and then heard a "pop" sound.

He supported himself against the wall with one hand, leaned forward slightly, and held Zi Han in his arms.

"You are so confident, but you are getting off topic. I am not talking about your flexible mouth." Wanyan Juemo stroked Zi Han's lips with his other hand, and under Zi Han's surprised gaze, he continued: "It's your tongue."

Zi Han was stunned, his eyes dodging embarrassment for a moment, then he twitched the corners of his mouth and spoke weakly.

"You remember?"

"Well, it seems you remembered it too."

They were pretending nothing had happened, but now it was suddenly revealed. Zi Han didn't know if Wanyan Juemo was embarrassed or not, but she was quite embarrassed anyway.
Zi Han turned his face away, feeling embarrassed and not wanting to look at the other person, his ears turned red from the tips to the roots.

"Don't mention it. I drank too much and acted impulsively."

Wanyan Juemo raised his eyebrows and asked, "So? I don't blame you."

Zi Han's breathing stagnated, he turned around and looked at her, angrily said: "It was obviously you who took the initiative first, why are you still saying this?"

"So? Are you blaming me for taking the initiative?"

"That's not true."

"That's it." Wanyan Juemo lowered his gaze and stared at Zi Han's slightly parted lips.
The light pink lips exuded an alluring scent, and the slightly opened lips allowed her to glimpse the softer tongue inside.

Because her eyes moved downward so sharply, Zi Han realized what she was looking at and pursed his lips nervously.

What...what to do looking at her mouth like that?
"I've only tried you, so I'm not as good as you. Since you've tried so many, why don't you teach me?"