Xiao Shunzi got up angrily.

"Since Yan Yatou is dead, I will carry this corpse back to her life!" He didn't believe that his master wouldn't be able to save her when he returned.

"But according to the usual practice, Yan'er's future should be handled by our side." Qingyuan elegantly adjusted his hair accessories. "Even if you insist on taking the corpse back to your house unusually, you have to go back and ask your master first."

Xiao Shunzi's face was full of anger with annoyance.

"Someone, send off!" Qingyuan drank again.

"Yan girl, Yan girl, wake up, I know you're not dead!" Xiao Shunzi was still shouting with her arms on her shoulders.

Ying Hui and Qing Jue stared at Yan Ran who was lying on the ground in disbelief, except for those vivid blue eyes, her condition was almost the same as that of a dead person.

"Qingjue, can she --- hear and see?"

"How do I know?"

Even if he knew that Yanran was not dead, this situation was enjoyable enough to make people hairy.

"Yan girl, come back!" Xiao Shunzi and his party have been pushed away, and his screams are still clear and piercing: "He is the murderer who injured Yuanqing Baylor's eyes, and he is our mortal enemy!" ”

The blue eyes were shining, not for a moment, but there was a deep shock in them. Did Qingyuan hurt his master's eyes?

She couldn't control her shell, and let others carry her back to Cold Springs. She vaguely heard Joan of Arc explain to them that Qingyuan must have secretly placed some potions on her in advance, with the aroma of Wuyi tea as a medicinal guide, before she was caught in a state of suspended animation. But that's not the point, didn't they hear that Qingyuan hurt her master's eyes?

Yan'er, I know that you are considerate of my situation everywhere, and you dare not force me to read a story to you, so I found someone who specializes in reading for you, and you can do whatever you want.

In the past, the master had always read to her in person, and she had been reading for more than ten years, but she injured her eyes because of an accident, which forever ended the good time when they shared stories.

The person who harms the master like this is Qingyuan.

The master can no longer read books, can no longer write good words that everyone envies, and his superb martial arts have lost most of their use.

The bright future, the world's talent, the chic of the game world, and the leisure elegance of the drunken moon dance style, because of a pair of waste eyes, are all amazing.

Although the master seems to be the same as ever, she can feel that in the depths of her soul, it is different, and it will be different forever.

All of this is all harmful.

Qingyuan had just finished dealing with trivial matters, and as soon as he stepped into the house, he was immediately attacked by a black shadow rushing from the suite next to the hall, biting him on the throat like a beast.

He flicked his fingers sideways, and the black shadow dodged and leaped away, his limbs on all fours in a prepared posture, angry and fierce.

"Looks like you're almost done."

He ruined his master, he did it!

"It's time for us to talk."

Yan Ran jumped and let out a terrifying roar to bite and kill wildly. Qingyuan silently grabbed her right arm and slammed it over her shoulder to the table, smashing over the table and exquisite utensils.

Before she could return to her attacking stance, he grabbed her wrists and cut them behind her without mercy, escorted her back to the dark suite, and threw her on the couch to recuperate. Yan Ran still didn't give up, and opened her mouth to bite his handsome face.

"Not true. Why can't you learn what you've already taught? ”

He kissed her roughly, rubbing her soft red lips hard. Yanran struggled to bite back, but was forcibly stopped by the big hand that almost cut off her neck at the back of her neck, and she screamed in pain in Qingyuan's lips, kicking desperately.

"That's called a kiss, you know?"

He devoured her again with a brute force that was completely opposite to the gentle whisper, constantly attacking her weakness and resistance with fiery lips and tongues, so that her faint breath was completely drowned by him.

Damn Qingyuan! He wouldn't be so fierce to other women, but why did he keep treating her like this?

He sucked deeply at Yanran's stubborn protest while impatiently and quickly buttoned off her clothes. Yan Ran had to be pressed against her wrists behind her, and she had to bear the weight of her body, and she felt like she was about to be squeezed between the wall panel in the couch and his body.

"It's a waste of effort to be polite to you."

He brazenly ripped off all the clothes on her upper body, and before her hands could completely leave the sleeves, the whole of the clothes and hands were tied behind her, causing her to wrestle in annoyance.

"What are you doing?"

"That's a good question." Because he also wants to know.

Before his sanity could work, he quickly unloaded all the burdens from the two of them---

"I heard it all just now, you hurt my master's eyes!"

"That's right, I hurt it."

"Why?"

"Do what you are told."

"Why do you do everything according to orders, and you won't have your own will?" She roared heroically, but her body was unconsciously forced to retreat.

"I'm doing what I want for the first time."

"Don't think I'm going to let you touch me like I used to! Since you are not the one who should really train me, and you are my master's sworn enemy, and even hurt my master's precious eyes, I will never let you go. ”

"Okay, then you'll have to hold on a little harder." He leaned over and licked and sucked her smooth face---

"Get out of here!" She kicked her feet in anger.

"I warn you, don't use the hand-to-hand combat trick casually, it's very dangerous." He easily grabbed Yanran's slender ankle and held it high---

She had never been treated like this, and Qingyuan's unclear smile and unusually shining smile made her even more creepy.

Yan Ran struggled to move the hands behind her, but she didn't know how he tied them, the more she twisted, the more painful it became, and suddenly, she realized that his hand was reaching for her---

"You can't touch me! If you have the ability, let go of me, let's have a decisive battle in the open, and fight to the death! ”

"We're in a decisive battle right now." His fingers were teasing a cute little pet, and she was instantly electrocuted. "If I had done this earlier, you wouldn't have been half-hearted."

"I --- absolutely loyal to my master, so I won't be half-hearted."

"It's good, it's just that you forgot the most important point, your master is me." He drew closer to the small body that had been desperately trying to retreat, and it was close to ---

"What are you doing?" She cried out in a panic, and the terrifying memories of being tricked by him last time and paralyzed all over her body surged vividly. Qingyuan wanted to use that strange trick on her that would make her whole body twist.

"If you --- dare to bully me, I will tell Lord Belle that he will never spare you!"

"Then you have to be careful and make him envious."

He leaned over and hugged Yanran's waist---

"What else are you suppressing?" His evil other hand reached out to her, "I like your voice, you have a voice that drives men crazy. ”

As expected, the more she provoked her, the more she refused, gritting her teeth and confronting her senses, and her little face turned red.

"If you don't stop, I'll ---," she trembled so much that she couldn't finish her sentence.

"That's it?" He deliberately leaned close to her soft body.

"I'm going to tie you up like you did to me, and make you feel so uncomfortable that you're dying!"

"Sounds pretty enjoyable."

"Go away---" she struggled to let her lips escape from his heavy kiss.

"Why? You obviously like me kissing you. His voice was hoarse.

"But I hate the hateful thoughts in your heart! Don't think I'm going to let you play with it, and then you'll be thrown back to your master like garbage! ”

"If you get it wrong, you won't be thrown back." He chuckled.

Yan Ran froze. What's that weird thing under her?

"Remember, I'm your master."

"Talk nonsense, you don't ---"

"Remember our previous agreement? As long as there is a mistake in the task of burning the Four Dharma Sutras, you will be able to resist it. ”

"But we didn't miss anything," --- yes, her strange scream that led to the revelation of her deeds.

"So, your life is already mine." Qingyuan pressed her down on the couch.

The cramped couch couldn't withstand his burly occupation, and it caused her unknown panic.

She had a feeling of bad luck.