Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Ye Qiao looked at him coldly, the brokenness in his eyes made people feel distressed.

Seeing the teasing and frivolity in his eyes, Ye Qiao was so angry that his chest heaved slightly, his fists clenched and his body trembling.

"Don't eat!"

He raised his hand to push Dong Zhao's hand away, but accidentally knocked over the soup bowl, knocking the soup noodles to the ground.

Seeing the noodle soup spilled all over the floor, Ye Qiao's heart felt as uncomfortable as if it had been stabbed with a knife.

Tears couldn't help falling down.

He didn't know how precious the noodle soup made by Dong Zhao himself was. When he used to eat it, he refused to let go of even a mouthful of soup at the bottom of the bowl. Now, seeing the noodle soup spilled all over the floor, his heart hurts .

I thought Dong Zhao would be angry, but I didn't expect Dong Zhao to stare blankly at the overturned noodle soup, the corners of his lips trembled, not knowing what he was thinking at the moment.

After being stunned for a long time, Dong Zhao stood up and silently cleaned the floor with a rag.

After tidying up, he squatted down in front of him, looking at that delicate face, with tears still hanging on it, wanting to fall.

He paused, and slowly raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

Dong Zhao's fingertips were slightly cold, and when he touched the soft skin, his body froze unconsciously.

Because of the reason he cried just now, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and there was a different kind of charm in the corners of his eyes and brows.

At this moment, those eyes are very bright, but there is no warmth at all.

Dong Zhao couldn't help but praise, "Master's eyes are really beautiful, and it's fascinating to see."

Holding his thin and pitifully thin white fingers, his eyes fell on the red line on the ring finger, his eyes flickered and he felt dizzy.

When he looked up again after a long time, Dong Zhao felt lonely and sad when he saw his cold face and disgusted look.

"Master must think that I am not worthy to be your disciple, let alone your husband."

Ye Qiao remained silent.

Dong Zhao believes that silence is the answer to some problems.

Dong Zhao looked at him annoyedly. Ye Qiao's greatest temper was that he was like a dumb person who didn't speak. People are very angry.

He gritted his teeth and sneered, staring at him with red eyes, "People always change, I'm sorry... I didn't become a good disciple in Master's mind."

Ye Qiao was finally willing to look at him, which made him feel as excited as if he was resurgent, looking forward to what he would say, but he didn't expect that what he waited for was words that had nothing to do with him.

"Where's Xun'er?"

Dong Zhao's heart, which was about to revive, was immediately extinguished by a bucket of ice water.

His eyes were full of evil spirits, and the chill in his eyes became more piercing.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "He is the child of my enemy, so of course he has been exterminated."

When Ye Qiao heard this sentence, she grabbed his collar with her backhand in shock, her eyes were full of fear and hatred.

"You killed him!" Ye Qiao's breath was unsteady, and his voice trembled violently.

questioned hysterically.

Dong Zhao said lightly, "Kill——"

An affirmative answer came to Ye Qiao's ears, his face turned pale immediately, his eyes were full of disappointment and hatred, he raised his hand and slapped Dong Zhao's cheek hard.

"How can you!"

The more he saw that he cared so much about the life and death of others, Dong Zhao's anger would uncontrollably want to burst out.

"Killing is killing. Master is just my prisoner now, so what can he do with me!"

He clamped his wrist tightly, making him unable to move for a moment.

"Why does Master always blame me for others, for others he can give up my life and death, for others he can kill me, for others he can depose me, why is it always for others!"

"Let go!" Ye Qiao shouted coldly.

Dong Zhaoqing easily opened his hand, seeing the coldness and disgust in his eyes, Dong Zhao sneered coldly.

"Master, listen, it's so noisy outside, there are hundreds of immortal sects gathered, and they will clamor to attack the blue sea and sky in the past two days—"

"If I don't kill them, they will come to kill me. You can't sit still and wait for them to kill you?"

"They keep shouting to kill the big devil. I've been very annoyed these two days."

Ye Qiao looked up at him handsomely and palely, there was no love in his eyes, his eyes were blank and cold.

"Don't you know it's wrong?"

"Admit your mistakes in front of them, maybe you still have a chance."

Listening to his words, Dong Zhao thought it was very funny, and he could handle a hundred or eighty celestial sects and hundreds of families. Those shouts were so loud that they couldn't stand up to his three-stroke trash, even if it came to 3000 Ten thousand people, he didn't even bat an eyelid.

He sneered and said, "Admitting your mistakes? The kind of apology with death? Does Master want me to admit my mistakes to the world, or do you want me to apologize to the people of the world with death!"

"Does Master want me to die that much!"

Ye Qiao lowered his head and remained silent.

The more he didn't speak, the more uncomfortable Dong Zhao felt like scratching his liver and heart.

A gleam of frost flashed in his eyes, and when he stretched out his hand, there was an extra wine cup in his hand, which was filled with white and fragrant wine.

"I'm bored at leisure, Master accompany me for a drink—"

He handed the spirits to Ye Qiao, and Ye Qiao turned his head away in disgust.

"You know I don't know how to drink, what am I doing for fun!"

Dong Zhao smiled wickedly.

"I don't know how to drink... Oh, I actually forgot that Shizun doesn't know how to drink. It's okay, I have a lot of free time, so I can teach you how to drink!"

As soon as his words fell, before Ye Qiao could react, he held his head and kissed her brutally and directly.

The slightly cool thin lips pressed tightly against his soft and warm lips, and the strong wine in his mouth was slowly sent into his throat along the tip of his tongue, pungently stimulating the entire esophagus.

Mouth to mouth down.

Ye Qiao's eyes turned red and shed tears from the stimulation of the spirits, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

His lips were sore from being bitten, and the tip of his tongue was broken, and there was a strong smell of blood mixed with alcohol.

This smell made Dong Zhao very happy, he pinched Ye Qiao's chin with one hand and forced him to open his mouth, so hard that Ye Qiao's tongue felt pain.

Dong Zhao pressed and kissed him for a while, and didn't let him go until Ye Qiao was out of breath.

He straightened up and sneered slightly.

Ye Qiao, as if he had been pardoned, took two quick breaths of air, the alcohol choked him and coughed violently, his face was in a state of distress, his clothes were rubbed open, and a small piece of chest below the collarbone could be vaguely seen.

"Cough cough cough..."

His hair was messed up, and the spicy wine made him cough and gasp for breath, and the red water in his eyes reminded Dong Zhao of his begging and moaning.

A handsome face was quietly stained a little blush after drinking.

During the struggle, the undergarment fluttered away, revealing a small half of her naked waist.Looking along the line of sight, the muscles on the back waist are tight and thin, warm and elastic.

Dong Zhao's eyes couldn't help falling on the forcedly exposed waist, and couldn't wait to tear off most of his clothes.

"It's too monotonous to follow the rules, Master, why don't we have some excitement?"

Ye Qiao's body froze.

The crickets in the grass outside the house were very noisy.

The suppressed voice came out intermittently...

……

This time he didn't watch the person in his arms fall into a deep sleep as usual, he embraced him like a treasure.

Gently flicking his wet long hair, gentle and pampering.

"Master, can you be nice to me?"

"The enmity between parents can be written off with a penny dragon nail. If you think it's not enough, I can abolish my cultivation. If you think it's not enough to repay it in this life...

I just ask Master to be nice to me, don't look at me so coldly and disgustingly, okay?I was really panicked... so panicked. "

Ye Qiao had a dream that night, dreaming that Dong Zhao held his hand and promised him a grand wedding, with banquets for all parties.