The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 639: Don’t Be Black (43)

The two were standing very close at the moment, even if Yan Hanzhou didn't speak, Su Qinghuan could almost feel the heat from the boy's palm on his waist.

The heat seemed to go through the white gauze and penetrate into her skin.

He clearly knew that what Yan Hanzhou said about liking was just his respect and love for respecting his teacher, but after all, Yan Hanzhou was no longer a little radish who was only in his early ten years old. Judging from his body shape, he was almost an adult.

The world of self-cultivation does not pay attention to the defense of men and women like the secular world, but at this moment, Yan Hanzhou is so imprisoned around the waist, and even has to bury his head on her shoulder, no matter how I think about it, it doesn't feel right.

……

Su Qinghuan was immediately embarrassed, and the white-clothed immortal frowned, his eyes swept towards Yan Hanzhou indifferently.

"Han Zhou, let go first and be your teacher."

"The disciple doesn't let go... If he does, the disciple will know that he may never have the chance to hug the master again."

Yan Hanzhou raised his head pitifully, and his eyes seemed to be stained with hazy mist. This guy is obviously a young man with a build of 1.8 meters, but he is acting coquettishly at the moment, which is more overwhelming than that delicate girl like Zhong Linger .

"Master... don't you really, don't like the disciple at all?"

"..."

I always feel that it is a bit weird to say that I like my male apprentice, even if it is just a master-student relationship.

The teenager's parents passed away too early, and Yan Hanzhou grew up in Liuli Peak since he was a child. Presumably, no one would teach him the difference between men and women.

Speaking of which, the pot must also be blamed on the original owner.

In the past, she did mention a few words to Zhong Linger about Taoist companions and spiritual practice, so that Zhong Linger should pay attention to those who have evil intentions when going down the mountain to practice.

But for the male apprentices, whether it is Yan Hanzhou or Liu Haoran, the original body has never popularized science.

Under such conditions, Yan Hanzhou can have a harem of three thousand, which can only be said to be the son of destiny.

……

Su Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, seeing Yan Hanzhou's sad eyes, unable to utter all kinds of harsh words, so Su Qinghuan wanted to pat the hair on Yan Hanzhou's head.

——Well, Yan Hanzhou is too big.

Faced with the height difference between the two, it seemed a little awkward for her to raise her hand to smooth her hair, so Su Qinghuan lightly patted Yan Hanzhou's shoulder like she did in Wujianping last time.

"Hanzhou, you don't have to be sad."

Su Qinghuan considered for a while, and looked at the young man's mourning eyes very seriously.

"As a teacher, I also like you, just like I like Ling'er and Haoran. You are all good disciples of this deity."

As soon as Su Qinghuan said this, she felt that it was weird, like a scumbag telling his girlfriend affectionately how many good sisters he has.

"The disciple knows, but the disciple... is not satisfied."

Yan Hanzhou clenched his hands slightly into fists, and then silently pinched the gauze dress at Su Qinghuan's waist. If it wasn't for his reluctance, he really wanted to grab the woman's waist and tell her not to say the following words.

What he wanted to hear was that she liked him.

It's not just the liking for the apprentice, nor the liking like Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran.

What he wanted was the closeness of this white-clothed immortal.

He wanted to be the most special one in Su Qinghuan's eyes.

And to be... the only one.

……

Hearing Yan Hanzhou's dissatisfaction, Su Qinghuan was immediately speechless.

Why do you always feel that you are coaxing the children in kindergarten?

Yan Hanzhou is 17 years old anyway, okay?

Su Qinghuan frowned. Seeing that Yan Hanzhou was still hugging her waist eagerly and refusing to let go, Su Qinghuan had a headache, but she knew that Yan Hanzhou was not in good health at the moment, and if she pushed him away forcibly, she would feel ashamed again.

Su Qinghuan hesitated for a while, as if coaxing a child, her voice subconsciously softened a little.

"You let go of being a teacher first, and I promise you that as a teacher, as long as your cultivation is still diligent and you become a role model among righteous people, in the future, as a teacher, you will definitely favor you more among all the disciples."

Did you hear her request!

It's not just about cultivating to perfection, but more importantly, being a role model among righteous people!
In the future, if Yan Hanzhou really wants to go down to the sky to cultivate demons, will he still remember what she said today?

……

Sure enough, as soon as Su Qinghuan finished speaking, Yan Hanzhou's expression froze suddenly.

He knew how much the white-clothed immortal in front of him hated Moxiu.

Before, Yan Hanzhou never thought that there was such a chasm between the two of them.

Compared with the status of master and apprentice, the cultivation world pays more attention to cultivation. If one day his cultivation is comparable to or even surpasses the master, the difference between master and apprentice will not be so important.

But if he is a demon cultivator and Su Qinghuan is an righteous monk, I am afraid that Master will never look at him again in the future.

Thinking of that possibility, a strong hostility appeared in Yan Hanzhou's eyes.

——No, even if there is such a day, even if it is tied, he must tie the master by his side!
Such paranoid thoughts emerged in his heart, and the boy himself was a little startled.

He frowned slightly, and loosened Su Qinghuan's waist a little impatiently.

The boy's voice was muffled, and he lowered his head, unwilling to let Su Qinghuan see his weird emotions at the moment.

"Master, the disciple knows."

……

Seeing Yan Hanzhou's dejected look, Su Qinghuan thought that Yan Hanzhou was in such a low mood because of his injury at the moment. She rarely spoke softly, intending to calm the boy's emotions.

"You don't have to think that this condition is too harsh. On the first day I accepted you as an apprentice, I knew that you would become a great weapon in the future. This wound on your body, as long as you find the illusion flower, it will definitely heal."

"Yes, the disciple thanked Master for teaching."

Thinking of Su Qinghuan's distinction between good and evil, Yan Hanzhou immediately walked towards the haystack beside him sullenly, and sat cross-legged with a gloomy expression.

"..."

Where did I offend this boss again?
How did it change so quickly?

Su Qinghuan was dumbfounded.

But she knew that adolescent children were the easiest to rebel, and she had no intention of exploring Yan Hanzhou's awkward emotions.

Su Qinghuan looked up at the sky, saw the twilight fields all around, and the willow branches on the moon, so she spoke to Yan Hanzhou in a warm voice.

"It's not advisable to stay here for too long. The teacher noticed a cave nearby, so let's spend the night there tonight."

"it is good."

Yan Hanzhou nodded succinctly at Su Qinghuan, with a gloomy expression, showing no emotion or joy.

Don't guess the boy's mind!

He was clinging to her like a child just now, but now he is so indifferent.

Su Qinghuan slandered inwardly, and soon entered the cave with Yan Hanzhou. To be on the safe side, Su Qinghuan added a defensive magic circle and a blinding magic circle outside, so ordinary people couldn't find it here.

Just when Su Qinghuan was about to close her eyes and rest, she suddenly saw Yan Hanzhou picking up the dead Yufeng Beast.

"What are you doing—"

(End of this chapter)