Master Qing Leng interprets it with his own body

Hearing such ignorant and ignorant words, Shen Han suddenly felt relieved—Xiao Liu is really ignorant, at least he will feel more natural when getting along with him in the future.

But on the lips, he insisted: "Let's go! Stay away from me!"

Before he finished speaking, his face warmed up - not only did not achieve the effect of majestic scolding, but it was soft and hoarse, and even a little lazy...

Die!Last night was really... huh!

Hearing this voice, Shen Yan's legs almost went limp.

How can Master be so soft?It was the complete opposite of his usual cold and serious temperament!I don't know how Master was born...

Confused, he let out a soft oh, stood up and went to the entrance of the cave to remove the stone that blocked the cave last night.

Unlike Shizun who struggled to sit up, he didn't feel tired at all, instead he felt energetic all over his body.

Shen Han tightly pursed his lips, enduring the pain between his back and legs buttocks and slowly got up.His body was so stiff that he almost felt that all the bones in his body were creaking.

Shen Yan briskly removed all the stones, and when she looked back, she saw Shen Han standing up.Although his waist looked straight, his long eyebrows were furrowed, and his jaw muscles were tense from patience.

"Master..." Shen Yan yelled in a daze, and before she could recover, she unconsciously passed through Han Han's sharp stare, and stepped forward to hold his arm.

Shen Han broke away from Shen Yan's hand expressionlessly, and took a step forward, but staggered in the pain and numbness of his thigh muscles.

Shen Yan quickly moved forward with sharp eyes, put one hand under Han Han's armpit, and wrapped his arms around his back with the other, shouting nervously: "Master!"

Shen Han was hugged in his arms suddenly, and suddenly felt as if she fell into his arms on purpose.

The stretched muscles under Shen Yan's thin clothes and the smell of the young man all reminded him of the absurdity of last night.He tensed up all over, and raised his hand to slap his chest, hitting Shen Yan back again and again.

This palm did not mobilize spiritual power, it just pushed Shen Yan away vigorously.He glanced at Shen Yan, and took another staggering step.

The next moment, Shen Yan lifted him up from the front of his body, and he was tightly pressed against Shen Yan's strong back from the lower abdomen to his knees, and the bend of his legs was firmly grasped by Shen Yan's big hands.

"You! Presumptuous!" Sheng Han shouted, and quickly clenched his fists to support Shen Yan's back, keeping himself and Shen Yan as far away as possible.

"Master, even if you beat me to death today, I will carry you back!" Shen Yan said in a low voice.

"Okay, okay! How did you agree to be your teacher last night? It's only been a few moments, and you're disobedient again!"

Shen Han stared down at the back of Shen Yan's hairy head because he didn't comb it carefully, and just wanted to slap his head flat.

Shen Yan didn't speak, bent his legs and weighed Shen Han on his body.

Shen Han might as well be weighed down by him, his waist suddenly went numb, his upper body softened, his head rubbed against Shen Yan's ear, and he fell over, until his cheek was pressed against Shen Yan's face, and the castration stopped.

Shen Yan happened to look back at Shen Yan's movements, the tip of their noses collided, and their four lips were almost touching, just like Shen Han leaned over to kiss Shen Yan.

Shen Yan's face burned with a bang - Shizun's radiant white cheeks were just around the corner, and he only needed to raise his chin a little, and he could take over the beautifully shaped thin lips of Shizun.

But he absolutely didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only freeze in place.

There was ice in Han Han's eyes, as cold as trying to pierce Shen Yan; Shen Yan looked back weakly, with a vague desire that he dared not express.

The two stared at each other again, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.