The male god of fast wear can't run

Chapter 311 Master, please go to bed (15)

Finally, Gu Nanqing passed out because of the exhaustion of her mental strength and the sharp pain in her head.

Seeing Qingyan hugging her limp body in time, his hands could not help but tighten slightly.

Using this method to exhaust one's mental power does not do any harm to people, and moreover, it is beneficial.After all, only by practicing in such a way that consumes all mental power, will the mental power become stronger little by little.

But looking at the little apprentice's painful look just now, and the frowning look even though he was asleep, Qingyan couldn't help but feel a little more worried.

As soon as the long sword touched the ground, Qingyan hugged her and quickly walked towards Qinghuan Hall.

First, she fed Gu Nanqing a elixir, and then used her skills to dredge her spiritual power, so as to relieve the pain caused by the exhaustion of mental power.

When Qingyan finished this series of things, seeing Gu Nanqing's relaxed brows, his heart felt like a big stone fell.

His eyes slipped down inadvertently, and seeing the slightly messy collar due to the accident just now, he felt obsessive-compulsive and wanted to straighten it out.

Maybe he subconsciously felt that this was nothing, but for some reason, he missed it a bit.

When her fingers touched the jade-white skin, the smooth and tender touch made Qingyan's mind go blank for a moment.

His hand was quickly retracted as if he had been electrocuted, and the roots of his ears were also stained crimson very quickly.

His eyes still involuntarily fell on the messy part of the collar. The obsessive-compulsive disorder is a bit serious, so he still wants to reason.

But thinking of the touch, he still felt a little burning in his fingers, which made him hesitate to move.

Then somehow, the eyes fell on Gu Nanqing's beautiful collarbone, her fair and smooth skin, and the ups and downs of her body...

An absurd idea even appeared in his mind - what kind of grace would the body under the clothes cover?

As soon as this thought came out, Qingyan's expression changed.

He has lived hundreds of thoughts, and he has never had much thought about men and women, so he didn't find a partner.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand the relationship between men and women. Now his own reaction made Qingyan understand that he has different thoughts about his little apprentice.

And there will be thoughts in his mind that he wants to see the little apprentice's figure so dirty.

He clenched his fists tightly and muttered to himself: "Qingyan, Qingyan, it's in vain that you have been admired by the world for hundreds of years and regarded as a cultivation genius in the cultivation world. Now you have thought about your apprentice that you shouldn't have, really! It's nasty!"

But he somehow remembered the words that the little apprentice said in his mind——

"Then I will marry Master, and Master will not bully me. In this way, Master can protect me for the rest of my life."

"Why not, when I grow up, I want Master to be my husband."

……

At this moment, my heart was in a mess.

But Qingyan quickly realized: "That's just the young apprentice's nonsense, how can I take it seriously! When she meets the person who should belong to her..."

Qingyan couldn't go on, because now he thought about if the little apprentice married someone else... he kind of wanted to destroy the entire cultivation world.

How could he have such an idea?
But why not?Isn't life in this world just for fun, if you really don't like it, so what if you ruin the entire cultivation world?

What Qingyan didn't know was that when he was struggling, there seemed to be a faint dark red mark on his forehead.

Then it disappeared quickly, because Qingyan already had an answer in her heart.

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　　Ah Qing: So you are such a master【see through everything.jpg】.
　　Yan Qing: I really want to be black, I really want to be wrong, I really want to sleep with my apprentice~
　　Ah Qing: ...Stop talking!Don't think I don't know, you have wrong views.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)