Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

In the white jade censer, the blue smoke is as dense as a dream.

Yunqing asked him to lift his thin lips, his eyes were dark, and he kissed him with his head down.

It is not the same as the previous taste of slow twist, but with a hint of punishment. His teeth and tongue are like his people, moist as a spring and burning as a flame, but gently kiss her lips and tongue tips.

The closed eyes, eyelashes curled, stained with a little tears, should not fall on it.

Yunqing let her sigh gently, and touched her trembling eyelashes with her fingers, feeling - what kind of thing is love.

Can you forget life and death and disturb your mind?

He spent half his life cleaning and repairing, and finally planted it on this little vine demon.

Xia Qingluo couldn't pretend to be dead. She was kissed by yunqingrang so hot and lingering. Her breathing was a little unstable. She opened her eyes, put her hands against yunqingrang's chest and said hurriedly, "let me go."

"Why are you crying?" Yunqing asked softly, but he didn't loosen his hand.

"I..."

"You what?"

"I just lost my eyes. How can I cry?" Xia Qingluo pushed him hard. Yunqing made him happy. She said recklessly, "you're my master and I'm your apprentice. What's it like to hug like this?"

After that, both of them stared at each other.

In the dense dormitory hall, there was a dead silence.

Yunqing let her body freeze, her palm trembled, and slowly released the hand that imprisoned Xia Qingluo.

The heart sinks inch by inch.

Finally sank into the frozen pool.

His eyes were dim, but with a little confusion, he stood up and looked at Xia Qingluo, who had been under the bed and was a little nervous.

The sunshine suddenly turned into a haze and rainstorm. His eyebrows frowned and his picturesque face was hurt.

And this touch of injury, inexplicable, distressing

Master, apprentice?

Hook the lips and smile, hang the hands on the side of the body, slightly close in the sleeves of clouds. How can he care about these?

Xia Qingluo, whose heart beat like thunder and panicked, just wanted to leave here quickly. She raised her legs and was about to run. Suddenly, a strong arm hooped her.

Xia Qingluo was startled. In a few breaths, he was against the corridor column of red alder, and his warm body was close to her.

A ray of sunshine fell quietly. He was dressed in a white long shirt, like the full lapel of the moon, and his usual indifferent star eyes. At this time, the brilliance flowed, like jade, and the world darkened for a time.

She lowered her eyelids, pressed the waves from the bottom of her heart, and whispered, "master, we... Shouldn't be like this."

"Because I'm your master, I shouldn't be like this?" Yun qingrang's voice was very light.

"HMM..." Xia Qingluo nodded astringently.

"Shall I expel you from the school?"

Yunqing asked her to lift the corners of her mouth, rippling into a beautiful radian and asking gently.

It seems that Xia Qingluo is frightened.

"What... What do you mean?" Xia Qingluo trembled and expelled from the school?

No, Yun qingrang. What does that mean.

Don't you want to be her master?

"If you're not a teacher or apprentice, can you be together?" Yunqing asked Dingding to look at her.

Xia Qingluo's black and white eyes are like black glass in the pool water, with water light, and yunqingrang is like the sky above the pool water, holding her firmly together.

"Also... Also can't." Xia Qingluo finally stammered, and didn't open her eyes with a guilty heart.

"So, it's not a question of identity." Yunqing let her eyes cool, repressed her anger, clenched her teeth and asked in a low voice, "tell me, where did you go when you were in a coma?"