Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"Walk……"

At this moment, his whole body seemed to be melting, and the coolness exuding from Dong Zhao's body became his life-saving straw.

Dong Zhao obviously felt that his whole body was very hot, especially his chest was like a ball of fire. Even though he was separated so far, his hands were still painfully burned.

He couldn't imagine what kind of pain the heart closest to the fireball was suffering.

He was taken aback, is it Sleepy Dragon Nail?why?

How many times has this pain not under his nose?How on earth did he survive when he was alone?

He was really in pain, so painful that he couldn't help crying in front of Dong Zhao, so painful that he said to let him go, but his body actively wanted to comfort him, so painful that he wanted Dong Zhao to give his chest Give him a knife and give him a good time.

Seeing Ye Qiao's distressed and uneasy look, the clothes around his heart were wrinkled by him, and he couldn't feel his pain, but his heart seemed to have thousands of hands stabbing himself with a knife.

how so?What the hell did I do that is unforgivable?He was dumbfounded, and these words kept echoing in his mind.

Dong Zhao held him in his arms, put his hands around his chest, and hugged him from the back, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together without any gaps.

Ye Qiao whimpered softly in pain, curled up, and hid in his arms like a little one, absorbing the meager coolness.

Dong Zhao looked at the person in his arms, resting his chin lightly on his head, rubbing his soft hair, his voice trembling slightly, comforting the person in his arms.

"Okay, okay, Master, don't cry... don't cry."

Master, don't cry, this disciple will feel distressed.

After enduring the most unbearable heartburn, the shivering, convulsive, weeping person gradually began to relax from his tense body.

Ye Qiao hugged him for a long time, as if hugging a raging fire, he was about to be roasted.

The person in his arms closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and there were still broken teardrops hanging on the thick and dark crow wings. He occasionally trembled a few times, and did not sleep peacefully. Dong Zhao patted the baby in his arms lightly. Man, hugged him tightly when he was convulsed, and finally slept soundly.

Seeing that the person in his arms fell asleep, he finally dared to have red eyes.

"Master, I am the one who is sorry for you, and I owe you the rest of my life."

"I'm afraid it's not enough to pay with my life."

"Master... I was wrong, I was wrong..."

After an unknown amount of time, Dong Zhao fell asleep with him in his arms. The afterglow came in through the window and landed on the two of them.

Ye Qiao twisted her body slightly, only to realize that someone was hugging her behind her.

With the familiar fragrance of sandalwood and those strong palms, he knew who was hugging him at this moment.

Feeling wet under the pillow, Ye Qiao realized that he must have cried.

My heart tensed up inexplicably, damn it, this kid must blame himself to death!Don't go on the road of no return because of this that made him depressed all the time.

No, you can't ruin the child's life for this reason, you have to give him a reassurance.

Ye Qiao wanted to turn around from his arms and take a good look at Dong Zhao, but he was holding him too tightly.

In order not to wake up the people behind him, and wanted to turn around, he had to carefully adjust his body bit by bit.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he turned around and the person in front of him didn't wake up.

As expected, Dong Zhao's eyes were swollen from crying!

His brows were furrowed, his lips were tightly pursed, and his preoccupation with self-blame made his heart ache.

Ye Qiao's fingers fell on his red lips unconsciously, her body trembled slightly, and suddenly remembered the scene of him sucking her fingers when he became a baby, and couldn't help but hook her lips into a chuckle.

Dong Zhao slept lightly, opened his eyes in an instant, and saw such a scene suddenly.

Ye Qiao was stunned, panicked in a trance, and just about to retract his fingers, Dong Zhao took his hand and pressed the soft fingertips to his lips again.

The voice is very charming, "Master, you can touch as much as you want."

Ye Qiao swished his face like a big red cloth, blinked his restless eyes, and stammered, "Don't make trouble, you child, Master thought you were on fire just because your lips were red."

"Master, I am no longer a child." The subwoofer-like magnetic voice came out firmly and softly from the cracks in his lips.

Ye Qiao's heart trembled, and a pair of innocent watery eyes looked at this domineering and powerful apprentice.

That's right, the person in front of me is no longer a child. Whose child has the iconic protruding Adam's apple, a strong chest, such a strong hand holding his hand so that he can't move, and...

Ye Qiao felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Dong Zhao felt like his heart was beating like a drum, and his whole heart seemed to explode.

They kept staring at each other in this posture for a long time...a long time...

Ye Qiao's other hand was curled up in the middle of the two's arms, clenched tightly, his eyes became more flustered, and his expression was a little nervous.

Dong Zhao's breathing began to become heavy, and the two of them were tightly attached to each other, their breathing had long been entangled, and it was hard to tell whose.

He thought, "Master, if you say 'yes', I will give it immediately, even if the world is an enemy, so why not?"I will stand by your side through all difficulties and dangers. '

Ye Qiao thought, "Azhao, if you say 'yes', I'll give it to you right away, so what's the problem even if it's a flashy life?Hold the hand of the son and grow old together with the son, this life is on duty. '

"Master respects me..."

Ye Qiao's heart was beating so fast, do you want to say something?

Dong Zhao hesitated to speak, pursed his lips, looked at him and finally got up the courage to say: "Master, I... I am thirsty..."

There was an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart, and this sense of loss made him feel funny, what was he thinking, the person in front of him was his apprentice!Are you really thinking too much?

After speaking, Dong Zhao immediately let go of his hand, turned over and got off the bed, picked up the teacup and drank it down.

"Almost, almost couldn't bear it anymore. Fortunately, I held on. Otherwise, in the eyes of the master, I would have become a traitor who deceived the master."

Wishful love exposed to the sun will not have good results. Su Bailang is a living example. If he didn't hold back to say that just now, he would definitely be humiliated and kicked out of the school by his master.

He didn't want such a bad thing to happen, and would rather keep this secret firmly in his heart, than dare to give it a go like Su Bailang, at least he doesn't have the courage to be unscrupulous right now.

Ye Qiao sat paralyzed on the bed, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, lowered her head slightly and frowned, her lips parted a thin slit, "Azhao, you can't say..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room, interrupting what he was about to say.

Jin Geyao's voice came from outside the door.

"Dong Xianjun, Yuanxianjun, it's getting late and it's time to go."