Trapped in the Shura field, the male protagonist held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 70 When she woke up, there was a man on her bed
Shen Qinghe used the scabbard as a shield, trying to block Yan Changsheng's thunderous blow. However, she was a mortal at the moment. Although she dodged a few moves in a panic, Yan Changsheng's internal strength was high and he quickly hit her on the right shoulder.

She took a few steps back, her vision went dark, her energy and blood surged, and she couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Wu Ya Jian wanted to help Shen Qinghe, but it was just a sword after all, and he could only watch as Shen Qinghe vomited blood and fell into coma.

It rubbed Shen Qinghe's face with the hilt of the sword. After the blood on the corner of the girl's lips was stained with the hilt, it snaked all the way down and disappeared into the sword body, emitting a faint golden light...

When Shen Qinghe woke up again, he had returned to his new house. It was late at night and the room was quiet, but the internal injuries he suffered during the day were no longer serious.

But she was still weak and soon fell asleep again.

Dongfang Wuya only came out of the sword after she fell asleep. He climbed onto the bed without any clothes on his body, and then took the girl's delicate body into his arms.

He felt that the owner was fragrant and soft, and it was so comfortable to hold him.

His whole body was so hot, and he always wanted to touch his master, so he followed his inner desire, kissed her face again and again, and then nuzzled her fragrant and soft mouth.

Shen Qinghe felt that she couldn't breathe, but she was very tired and couldn't open her eyes.

When she woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sun leaked through the complex patterns of the window, casting swaying light and shadow.

She was about to struggle to get up, but found that there was a heavy object on her body. She felt something was wrong. When she found that she had a man's arm on her body, she screamed.

"Master..." The man bit her neck and made a vague sound.

"Who are you? Let me go quickly, otherwise I want you to look good!!" Shen Qinghe's voice trembled.

Even if this is a fantasy, her innocence cannot be taken over by a strange man.

"Master, I am Wuya." Dongfang Wuya hugged Shen Qinghe tightly, wishing he could rub the girl into his body, "Master, how can you not recognize me?"

Shen Qinghe was shocked: "You are the Wuya Sword?"

With a strong effort, she pushed away the man leaning on her, and what she saw was Dongfang Wuya's face that captivated all sentient beings. The most terrifying thing is that he is actually naked, not even a single piece of clothing! !
This scene was so harsh on her eyes that she was afraid of getting needle eyes, so she immediately closed her eyes in fear, her voice trembling slightly: "You, you put on my clothes!!"

She rolled out of bed and quickly walked out of the new room, only to find the two maids passed out on the ground. You don't need to think about it to know that Dongfang Wuya did it. His sword has a sword spirit, so it is extremely easy to bring down two mere maids.

She was about to wake up the two maids, but unexpectedly, the naked man hugged her tightly from behind. The man's head was placed on her neck, which was so heavy that it almost crushed her small mortal body.

She told herself to calm down. Dongfang Wuya was smart now and she shouldn't be too harsh on him. But how could she calm down when the man's long bare legs were closely attached to her body?

"Master, don't you like me anymore?" Dongfang Wuya couldn't stand being yelled at by Shen Qinghe.

He obviously likes his master so much, how can he not like him?
Shen Qinghe's face turned red with irritation, and he tried to communicate with him: "Wuya, put on your clothes first. You are a man now, so you can't get too close to me."

"Why can't we get too close? I like the master, and the master must also like me!" Dongfang Wuya felt that the girl's fragrance smelled good. He looked at the girl's slender and white jade neck and couldn't help but bite it.

Even the flesh was so fragrant that he couldn't help but bite and lick it.

Shen Qinghe's face was stupefied and her body was stiff. She clasped the man's wrist hard and pushed him away: "If you don't put on clothes, I won't want you!" "I don't have clothes." Dongfang Wuya walked over aggrievedly. Shen Qinghe came forward and asked Shen Qinghe, "Am I not good-looking? Why doesn't Master look at Wuya?"

Shen Qinghe saw a white man's body approaching and covered his eyes in fear.

Dongfang Wuya is too scary like this. Can you turn him back into a sword?

Shen Qinghe's reaction hurt Dongfang Wuya's young heart, and he forcibly pulled away her hands that were covering her eyes. Shen Qinghe only hated that she was not strong enough for him, so he pulled her hands away like this. She had no choice but to retreat, closed her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Please, can you put on some clothes?"

She can't bear such a blessing!
"Master, look at me first before I put on my clothes, otherwise I won't wear them!!" Dongfang Wuya was very domineering, without any recognition of being a sword.

Shen Qinghe felt that this person was her master and he was so angry.

She tried to open her eyes and looked quietly at the handsome male face in front of her. She let her eyes stay on the man's face instead of glancing at his body.

When Wuya saw Shen Qinghe finally looking at her, he was grinning happily, his peach blossom eyes were full of love and sparkling, a grown man's casual smile was so beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble.

"Master, do I look good?" Dongfang Wuya stepped forward, his thin lips red, like peach-shaped petals.

Shen Qinghe's heart skipped a beat. She tilted her head back and replied without conscience: "That's it. Maybe you're not wearing any clothes. If you put on clothes, you would look great!"

Dongfang Wuya replied aggrievedly: "But I have no clothes to wear. The master's clothes are too small for me to wear!"

"It's my fault. Why don't you go back to the sword first and I'll find some clothes for you?" Shen Qinghe discussed it with him in a good voice.

Dongfang Wuya shook his head: "I don't want it!"

"Then you go back to your room and wait while I find some clothes for you?" Shen Qinghe felt that he had found an ancestral sword spirit.

Wuya stepped forward and hugged Shen Qinghe tightly, and rubbed against him: "I don't want it, I want to be with my master all the time."

Shen Qinghe felt that his chest was going to be crushed by him. Why should she, a young girl, have to endure this?

This is an illusion, it’s too limitless.

"No, if you are seen naked, I will be embarrassed by you. You have to remember that you are a human being, and humans cannot be seen naked, otherwise you will be dirty. You Be good and obedient, I don't like being extremely dirty." Shen Qinghe finished speaking in one breath and looked at the sky speechlessly, what was she talking nonsense just now?

Who would have thought that the man who hugged her tightly could draw inferences after listening to her words: "Is it dirty if you are looked at and touched by other women like Yan Changsheng?"

"You're so smart. That's why I like you if you are clean." Shen Qinghe tried his best to smile.

The next moment, the man let go of her, ran back to her bed, got under the quilt, only showing his stunning face: "I'm waiting for the master to bring me some clothes!"

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Wu Yajun: No, this erotic sword is definitely not mine! !
The tea smell in Qinghe tea: it’s you

　Thank you little fairies for your support. I can’t repay you. Let Wu Yajun give you your first kiss tomorrow, haha
　　
　
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