Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"Azhao, I like you so much."

The young man couldn't help but confided his inner thoughts to him.

The young man didn't know why, he seemed to have liked this person in front of him so much in his previous life, and he couldn't hold back his heartbeat without having to fall in love with him for a long time.

Dong Zhao looked at the flushed young man, listening to him muttering his name over and over again, and whispering it over and over again like a treasure.

It was a strange feeling to say the least, the boy's expression made him feel distressed, as if he had known him for a long time, even hugging him and wiping his tears were so skillful, just like the normal behavior of a husband and wife.

Dong Zhao is a little confused now.

Arranging a room for the boy, he said, "I'll go and cook you something to eat."

"Chicken noodle soup?"

Dong Zhao paused and turned around abruptly.

"You, what did you say?"

The young man smiled brightly with his lips curled up, and his brows and eyes were full of spring waves, which made people's hearts burst into joy.

"I want chicken noodle soup, the kind with shredded chicken on top... no onion and ginger."

Dong Zhao was stunned for a long time.

He is really like a master.

Master also does not eat onion and ginger.

Under the Qiong tree, the young man sucked his face, occasionally raised his eyes to look at him with a smile.

"Does Zhao like me?"

Dong Zhao was stunned for a moment, and looked at him avoiding it.

He couldn't deny that he really liked him.

Dong Zhao nodded.

The boy squinted his eyes and smiled, "Then when will Ah Zhao marry me?"

Just after taking a sip of water, Dong Zhao was choked and coughed violently a few times.

"This... is inevitable, I never thought about it."

The boy frowned slightly.

"Yanyan, I like you very much, but I never thought of marrying you. In fact, I have someone I like in my heart. I am determined to marry him one day."

The young man seems to be able to see through everything, and every time he speaks, he can directly poke Dong Zhao's heart.

"Is the person in your heart your master? Is he the one you want to marry?"

Dong Zhao wondered for a while whether he could hear his own voice, and why he guessed so accurately every time.

He nodded unsurely.

"Then your master likes you too? Is he willing to marry you?"

When the young man asked this question, Dong Zhao's thoughts went back to the day at Xiao's house.

To this day, his master's words still echo in his ears, "I only treat him as a disciple, and I will not go beyond the relationship between master and disciple."

His hands were sweating, he lowered his head and said, "I don't know..."

The boy said: "It's hard to be alone in love."

"He said he liked me. I used to think that what he said about me was the kind of liking I understood. But...it seems that I misunderstood."

The young man didn't say anything else, he ate the two bowls of chicken noodle soup, and wiped the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Standing under the Qiong tree, he folded his hands together and said, "Master who blesses Ah Zhao to come back soon, I will also see what kind of person it is that makes Ah Zhao so worried—"

Dong Zhao thought he was very funny.

Although he is similar to the master's elder, but his personality is more active than the master's.

One is quiet, elegant and noble, and the other is humorous and cheerful.

He pinched a petal that fell on the stone table, and whispered: "Master, I miss you so much, come back soon."

-

Netherworld.

After Ye Qiao's waist softened, it didn't harden.

In addition to being drowsy these days, when he was awake, he was thinking about how to escape, how to take these two strands of soul out.

These two strands of souls are not like his good apprentice Dong Zhao who listens to him and acts perverse every time, but always does things that disobey him, like in that matter...

With great difficulty, Ye Qiao got up from the stone couch, her ten slender fingers were limp and sore, and the bones all over her body seemed to be crushed.

An unbearable soreness swept through his body.

Ye Qiao was angry and annoyed, he clearly came to take them out, but was trapped in the Netherworld by them!

He had just got off the couch, when suddenly the black-bellied and cunning white-clothed Dong Zhao, who was pretending to be pitiful but actually black-bellied and cunning, stuck up around him.

"Master—"

And... again!

Sure enough, Ye Qiao struggled to be carried onto the bed by him.

"Azhao!"

"Azhao, Master is taking you back, not here to accompany you..."

Dong Zhao in white had an innocent smile on his face, and his big watery eyes looked at him flickeringly.

"Master, Ah Zhao doesn't want to go back... Master, please stay with me here... Ah Zhao is so pitiful, he will be bullied by those evil spirits every day, Master stay and protect Ah Zhao, okay—"

If Ye Qiao could roll his eyes at this moment, he really wanted to give him a roll of his eyes.

He immediately said, "No, you and that one must go back with me!"

Dong Zhao in white curled his lips aggrievedly, "Go back to that little waste's body——"

Little trash?Has anyone said that about their own body?

"Azhao, you have to be obedient. This is not the place for you to stay. There are great rivers and mountains in the world, and there are thousands of beauties. The world is beautiful, and life is good. You should go back and have a look."

Dong Zhao in white snorted, lay down on his body and kissed him unscrupulously, peeling off his clothes restlessly with his hands.

"The world is hell, and hell is heaven—"

"I've been through this world a long time ago. I'm really not satisfied, and I don't want to go back... This place is very good, and it would be better to have Master with me—"

"Master has the strength to persuade me, why not save your strength..."

"Sinister..."

The sound was completely drowned out... only the pure and original movement remained.

(You shoot one, I shoot one...the content linkage is wonderful——)

If it goes on like this, when will it be a head!The cry from Ye Qiao's heart.

"Tsk tsk... you coward, you actually bullied Master while I was away—"

Hearing this voice, Ye Qiao didn't feel that he was saved, on the contrary, his heart turned cold, because he knew that the talking red-clothed Dong Zhao would not come to drive away the white-clothed Dong Zhao, but would follow him to bully him!

What's worse, as soon as Dong Zhaoyi in red gets close, his whole body seems to be frozen, he can't move at all... he can only let...

Outlaws!What a villain!Ye Qiao didn't know how many times he passed out and how many times he woke up, the two of them seemed to have never been restrained in this regard, their energy was really strong!

I didn't know how long I slept in a drowsy state, and then I turned around with a frown, as if my whole body had been dismantled and reassembled, the pain was everywhere.

He frowned and supported his waist, and moved off the stone bed little by little, his legs were so weak that he almost knelt down.

His heart sank, he had to lure those two strands of souls out of the Nether River before he had a chance to bring them back.

He took two steps, and it seemed that the two of them were not there. His left ear moved slightly, and a small voice fell on his ear.

That's it!

Ye Qiao summoned the Chixiao Sword, his arms were so weak that he almost couldn't even lift the Chixiao Sword.

The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, after so many days of getting along, Ye Qiao could already tell who it was.

Dong Zhao in red, if he sticks it on, he won't be able to escape!

Yu Jian flew towards the nether world.

The two strands of soul behind him hurriedly chased after him.

There was a cold voice in his ears.

"Master, is this trying to escape... It's a pity that Master can't find the palm of my hand—"