Master Xiao thinks about those years

"Master..."

The man in front of him didn't let go, he stared at Yan Chen in front of him, obviously not awake.

"I'm not..." Yan Chen pressed the softness in his heart, pushing Fu Nian's chest with both hands, trying to escape.

"No..." Fu Nian murmured, still staring at Yan Chen blankly.

"I'm... Mo Qing, not your... Master." Yan Chen's Adam's apple rolled, and his tongue was hot.As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and glanced away.

"Heh..." A familiar cold snort sounded in his ears.Yan Chen's heart was suffocated, and the next moment, the black shadow in front of him turned over, and Yan Chen felt his wrist was tightly clasped.

Fu Nian pushed forward, and the loose black hair slipped from his shoulders and fell around Yan Chen's face.

Yan Chen was shocked: "You..."

Fu Nian had a sinister smile on his lips: "Of course I know that you are not a master. But, Mo Qing, shouldn't you fulfill your obligation?"

"Responsibility?" Yan Chen's terrified face was mixed with ignorance.

Fu Nian smiled, moved closer, and put his lips close to Yan Chen's ear: "Not in his position, not seeking his own affairs. As a prostitute, it seems... you have been neglecting your duties?"

"How about it, are you ready to perform your duties conscientiously?"

"you--"

"what……"

Yan Chen was furious, and before he could finish speaking, there was a burst of scorching gnawing from his earlobe.His eyes, which were as dark as the night, widened dramatically, his lips were slightly parted, and his face was slightly pale.

"Spells!"

Yan Chen exhausted all his strength and ran away in a hurry.

He supported the edge of the bed with his hands, curled up in the corner of the bed, his chest heaved violently, like a frightened lamb.

"Ah……"

Fu Nian leaned against the bed, his clothes in a mess, he smiled, tilted his head to look at the panicked Yan Chen, his obsidian eyes were full of cunning.

"You can't stand it before I start. You say, what's the use of me wanting you?"

"You... shameless!"

"Snapped!!!"

A resounding slap.

Yan Chen finally couldn't hold it anymore, his palms trembled, and he glared at the man in front of him, hoping that this shameless man would wake up.

"Resistance is active, huh?" Fu Nian suddenly grabbed Yan Chen's arm with his hand, then pulled him hard into his arms, the veins on Fu Nian's generous arm bulged, Yan Chen's slap , completely angered him.

"Curious and innocent!"

Yan Chen frowned, glaring at Fu Nian who was close at hand, his eyes were full of unyielding.

"Heh, I really want to show you how surly and innocent I am!" Fu Nian squeezed Yan Chen's wrist violently, as if to crush his wrist.Fu Nian's whole body was excited, and every element in his blood vessels was clamoring and roaring, eager to devour the person in front of him.

Yan Chen pursed his lips tightly, staring at the person in front of him motionlessly.

He was betting that the bet on Fu Nian would not be so lewd and immoral, that there was still a trace of goodness left in Fu Nian, and he was also betting on this face that was very similar to his previous life.

The blood in Fu Nian's eyes was surging, and his palms tightened little by little, as if he would turn into a wild beast that was running wild in the next moment, ravaging/ravaging wantonly.

Yan Chen felt the strength on his wrist getting heavier bit by bit, he bit his lip, but Fu Nian's gaze became hotter and hotter, Yan Chen almost closed his eyes in pain .Before the time had passed a minute, he already felt that he had lost the bet.

"Tsk, look at you. You look sick, do you think you can arouse my interest?"

The contemptuous and joking words resounded in his ears, and at the moment Yan Chen's heart felt ashamed, the force that was tightly gripping his wrist was withdrawn.

Yan Chen felt relieved in his heart.

Fu Nian turned over and sat up, the night-black robe brushed over the edge of the bed, and followed the owner of the clothes to the ground.

"From now on, your body belongs to me. You take good care of it."

Fu Nian straightened his clothes, and when he was done, he put away the jokes on his face, put on the cold clothes, and walked towards the door.

Yan Chen's hair was disheveled, and he collapsed beside the bed, feeling that all the strength in his body had been exhausted.

Da-da footsteps sounded, and suddenly stopped. Fu Nian touched the door with both hands, and turned his head again: "Wushan Xuanmiao, I will wait for you to explore together."

Hearing this, Yan Chen's face turned pale again, he turned and turned to the bed, as if he didn't want to look at Fu Nian again, but Fu Nian opened the door with a smile, and strode out.

squeak~

When the wooden door opened and closed, Yan Chen's drowsy mind sank into the soft pillow, his fingers clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.The corners of the eyes are shining with crystal water.