After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

Ye Junyan stood up, no emotion could be seen in his dark and deep eyes.

He raised his hand to take the black cloak in Lihun's hand, and wrapped the white figure tightly.

"Ah Yan..."

As soon as Jun Qianyin finished speaking, her body lightened, and she was hugged firmly in her arms.

Sensing the warmth, Jun Qianyin couldn't help leaning over, quietly listening to his steady heartbeat.

Ah Yan has grown up, even his arms are much wider than before.

The lowly devils are just waiting for their devil to solve the culprit with a fan.

Why are you still hugging me?

Just as the evil mind was about to speak out, the red figure on the steps had disappeared.

"What about the Demon Lord? Why didn't he kill Jun Qianyin!"

"Our Demon Venerable wants him to be tortured to death, after all, he pushed our Demon Venerable off the cliff with his own hands."

"Well, it makes sense, but seeing how weak he is, how can he stand the torture of our Demon Venerable."

"In the end, he will definitely cry and beg for mercy, regretting what he did at the beginning!"

Only Heiyan knelt on the ground quietly, with a gloomy light in his eyes.

Green Rain Pavilion...

Jun Qianyin's delicate body was put into the soft quilt.

Ye Junyan took Jun Qianyin's cold jade hand, put it to his mouth, and whispered softly.

There was a trace of tension in Jun Qianyin's eyes, and she said with trembling lips, "Ah Yan, are you still blaming Master?"

The movements of Ye Junyan's hands paused for two seconds.

Jun Qianyin looked into the distance and sighed softly, "Master just had a dream, and when he woke up, Ah Yan disappeared."

Everyone said that he pushed Ah Yan down the abyss with his own hands. If it was really him, he would jump down with Ah Yan without hesitation...

But no one believed him, not even Ah Yan.

With a sickly glint in Ye Junyan's eyes, he put those jade-like hands by his mouth.

"Master, can you make me up?"

Looking at the longing face, Jun Qianyin said slowly, "What compensation does Ah Yan want?"

The corner of Ye Junyan's mouth curled up into a bright smile, he pressed the man under him, leaned over and kissed his crimson lips, with pity and ferocity.

"I just want this, Master?"

With one hand supporting Jun Qianyin's slender waist, the other hand had already reached his chest, and with a vain force, the white robe instantly shattered and fell slowly to the marble floor.

He didn't want to pretend any more, so what if the master knew it, and he couldn't escape his grasp if he knew it.

Jun Qianyin clutched her chest, frowning slightly.

He exhaled softly, "Ah...Ah Yan, you can't."

Ye Junyan stopped the movement of his mouth, and slowly raised his head, his eyes were dark without a trace of brilliance, and he gently touched that beautiful face with his fingers.

It seems to be talking to himself, "Master, do you know that I have wanted to do this for a long time, and I have been pretending for two years, afraid that Master will know my dark thoughts and throw me away."

His tone froze in vain, "However, I don't have to be afraid anymore, you belong to me now, and no one can take you away from me."

Ye Junyan gently fixed Jun Qianyin's two white arms firmly on the top of his head.

Clothes have already been shattered, and the lowly have no way to retreat.

Seeing the scene in front of him, there was a dark red light in his eyes, and kisses fell one after another.

Jun Qianyin was in front of Ye Junyan, with insignificant strength, unable to resist.

The gentle voice was hurried, "Ah Yan, listen to Master's explanation."

He didn't want to be at this moment, he wanted to clear up the misunderstanding in the middle, and then give himself completely to Ah Yan.

Ye Junyan was like a wild beast, his eyes were red, and his hands were on his sides.

"Master, don't explain anymore, give yourself to Ah Yan, and Ah Yan will forgive you."

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants Master.

What is the purpose of coming back so desperately?

For an obsession in his heart!

Jun Qianyin frowned, and her delicate and weak tone sounded again, "Ah Yan, Master's chest hurts..."

Hearing this, Ye Junyan stopped all his movements suddenly, and turned over in a panic, for fear of crushing the lower person.

Seeing his frowning, I felt a throbbing pain in my heart, hugged him in my arms, and examined him carefully.

Muttering to himself, "Chest pain, could it be an old injury from before."

He was obviously very careful just now, so he didn't get crushed.

Jun Qianyin hugged the boy's neck, leaned weakly in his arms, and half closed her eyes.

"Ah Yan, Master hurts so much, Ah Yan, Master's chest hurts so much."

Ye Junyan's voice trembled, and the slight redness in his eyes turned into deep heartache, "Master, where does it hurt, Ah Yan won't force you anymore."

When Master cried out in pain, he...his chest hurt even more, stuffy, breathless pain...

All the hatred, all the grievances were instantly wiped out and turned into nothing.

Even if the master beat himself into the devil's abyss with his own hands, he still couldn't bear to hurt a single hair of him.

Jun Qianyin's slender fingers gently caressed the young man's handsome face. His Ah Yan seemed to be the same as before, and seemed to have changed a lot.

"Ayan, are you still blaming Master?"

Ye Junyan smiled wryly and shook his head, "No, I'm the devil, Master is right."

Jun Qianyin grabbed the boy's blood-red robe nervously with both hands, "No, Master didn't do that, Ah Yan, you have to trust Master..."

Ye Junyan landed on Jun Qianyin's snow-white and smooth chest, and his hoarse and deep voice sounded, "Master, I don't blame you, does your chest still hurt?"

Master's body is so arrogant and weak, you can't even touch it, what will you do in the future.

Ye Junyan sighed, suppressing the dark light in his eyes.

Jun Qianyin grabbed the young man's big hand and placed it on his smooth chest, "It hurts, Ah Yan, it won't hurt if you rub it with Master."

Ah Yan liked him, liked him for so long, Jun Qianyin felt secretly happy.

However, he had to find out exactly what happened in the middle, so that Ah Yan could not misunderstand him.

Ye Junyan turned his head to one side, felt a soft touch in the palm of his hand, and his whole body stiffened for a while.

The voice was hoarse, "Okay, Master... I will be very gentle, and I will definitely not hurt you..."

Jun Qianyin lowered her eyes, with a slight sadness on her face.

"Ah Yan, why don't you look at Shizun, do you still hate Shizun?"

Ye Junyan came back to his senses in a panic, seeing Zhang's exquisite and beautiful face, his heart beat violently.

Licked dry mouth? The corners of his lips, the touch in his hands became more vivid, "No... no, Master..."

He was afraid that he would lose control of himself and hurt his master. There was a beast in his heart, a beast that would wake up at any time.

Jun Qianyin's delicate body approached the young man again, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and her hot breath was spat on his neck.

"Then why didn't Ah Yan look at me, or blame Shizun for pushing you into the cold devil's abyss?"

Ye Junyan withdrew his hand, his body froze on the spot and he didn't dare to move, his voice was so hoarse that he was on the verge of collapse.

Thanks huge.Forbearance, frowning tightly, "No, Ah Yan didn't blame Master."

Jun Qianyin leaned on the young man's chest, and suddenly raised her head, her clear eyes were full of doubts.

"Ah Yan, why don't you have a heartbeat?"

Jun Qianyin spun for a while, and was forcibly stuffed into the warm quilt, only revealing a beautiful face outside, and her black hair fell messily on the pillow.

Ye Junyan's dark eyes overflowed with hotness, and he planted a light kiss on Jun Qianyin's forehead.

"Master, Ah Yan will rub it for you when I come back."

As soon as the voice fell, the person had disappeared.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Jun Qianyin's cold eyes.

Ah Yan...still blaming him...

After an unknown amount of time, that red figure walked in again, his whole body covered with frost.

Ye Junyan took off the frosty clothes on his body, lay down on the bed, and hugged him with the quilt in his arms.

It's been three months, and he has been thinking about someone for three months.

I struggled desperately for three months just to come back and hold him in my arms again...