After the Master's reinstatement

It's too late to know I'm drunk.

In the unclear field of vision, the young man opened his eyes at some point.

The other party was drunk, but there was still a gentle afterglow in his black and white eyes.

At that moment, all the blood in Yu Yan's body and his heart stopped beating, his mind was blank and confused, and only one cognition remained in his mind repeatedly——

He got it.

The godson knows that he shouldn't have thoughts.

There is no elder who will touch younger generations with such eyes and distance.

He crossed the line by himself, when he was not fully ready.

When it was time to explain, Yu Yan got stuck, and his brain, which had been drugged to no avail, could not think of any reliable countermeasures.

"The deity—"

Before he could speak, Shang Yingqiu had already grabbed his wrist, not giving him a chance to defend himself.

Not this time.

Then the world was turned upside down, and Yu Yan was pressed down on the bed with a force of pulling up.

The moon was shining brightly outside the cabin, but Shang Yingqiu's eyes were like sea water without impurities.

There is no boundary, and it is as bright as the moon, so bright that it will never go out.

"You're not drunk, I'm drunk." He rubbed the wrist he was holding lightly: "I'm drunk, so godfather, you blame me."

"..."

Yu Yan's complexion was too fair, and blood vessels as green as jade could be seen under his wrists. The young man rubbed his thumbs a few times and lowered his head.

The moist pain spread all over the body along the arm.

It is said to be a kiss, but it hurts much more than a kiss.

No one could have imagined that a young man who usually seems to be indifferent to everything would have such a style in this respect.

Shang Yingqiu raised the once mighty arm, but now it was powerless to fight back. Red spots ooze from the top due to excessive sucking.

As fierce as a wolf, it is so greedy that it has no sense of proportion. If it is not still restrained, it can almost devour the flesh and blood on the lips.

He continued to kiss, but his eyes were fixed on Yu Yan's face, like the most modest student, asking his master to prove his ability.

"Do you hate it? Is it all right for me?"

If it was panic just now, Yu Yan is at a loss what to do now.

"So what?"

If you don't get an answer, keep going.

Yu Yan: "..."

The method that was well imagined before, whether it is hard or soft, has been forgotten in some country, and he is the one who is really on paper and vulnerable to a blow.

This wet kiss from the young man had already completely knocked his soul out of his mind, and he couldn't even put it together.

"Why don't you talk, don't you like it?"

"No, it's not—"

Yu Yan bit his lower lip to stop his panting, the situation was so unexpected, surprise, surprise, bewilderment, and panic intertwined into a buzzing sound of cicadas.

Like a summer dream, full of vitality and noise.

……Is this true.

Drunkenness can lead to promiscuous sex, but will it be so chaotic that people's faces and genders cannot be distinguished?

"It's not that I don't like it, it's that I like it...do you like me?"

Shang Yingqiu lowered his eyes, making his own judgment, his eyelashes were covered with moonlight, and he followed Yu Yan's path just now, slowly stroking the other person's eyebrows, eyelashes, and lips.

"I'm drunk, and I think you like me too, love me."

Yu Yan heard the dry sound in his throat, like rough particles bursting one by one, this joy has made him feel at a loss to the point of embarrassment.

He had a sore nose, and with the current posture of the two of them, he pressed the young man's back tightly with a force that would definitely cause pain to the other.

"Silly boy, of course I like you."

The cheeks were slightly hot, which was the tears dripping from the young man's eyes.

"Godfather, Master..."

The young man hugged Yu Yan back, and in his sticky breath, he kept whispering, changing titles, simple words, repeating them over and over again, like a poor child eating the first candy in his life.

"I will listen to you very much, treat me better in the future, okay?"

good or not?

In fact, Yu Yan had already discovered that every time Shang Yingqiu called his title, the pronunciation would be slightly different.

Most of the time he calls him godfather, but when he is in a bad mood, the young man's pronunciation will be straighter, like a road without waves, looking straight to the end, but now the short two words can be pronounced Nine turns and eighteen turns are lingering.

Every tiny turning point hides intimacy that no outsider should know.

Every name has a different tone.

Just like now, Yu Yan, godfather, master...

He wants to roll from one side of the tip of his tongue to the other until his mouth is full of the taste of the other party.

It seems that if you say it a few more times, the owner of this name can belong to you.

At the end, Yu Yan heard the young man muttering deeply, and shouted two words.

late spring.

... late spring.

Hearing his words, Yu Yan's blood, which was still boiling a moment ago, suddenly cooled down.

Bone cold.

A chill came from Yu Yan's heart, his whole figure was stuck in the huge rock gap, there was an abyss above and below, he couldn't move an inch, and he would die without a place to bury him.

He understood the meaning of these two words, and his godson knew it.

It turns out that the young man knew his secret a long time ago.

When did Shang Yingqiu know about her becoming smaller, how early, and to what extent?

No one answered his question, Shang Yingqiu was indeed drunk, he hugged Yu Yan, put his lips against his ear, and breathed evenly.The hull swayed slightly with the water waves, like ripples in my heart.

The banquet was about to end, and there were footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door. Yu Yan couldn't stay for long, and when he staggered out of the cabin, he realized that he was covered in hot sweat, and his hands were even more horrible.

"Palace Master Yu, wait a moment."

At this time, a petite figure came out from the back of the cabin and called to stop him.

Yu Yan lowered his hands to cover up the appalling marks on his face that could not be shown to others. He did not have the energy and mood to deal with people other than his godson, and dealt with them with his usual indifference: "The deity said, I don't need you to repay the favor, so don't come with me again." .”

He had heard from his godson two days ago that Miss Nan had traveled thousands of miles to repay his kindness, and he had no other thoughts but helplessness.

How can he persuade?Do you advise me to read less books about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies repaying their kindness in the future?

"How can you not repay people's favors with all your heart?" Miss Nan was petite, with her face upturned, showing a bit of delicacy in the night wind: "Just now, were you and Leader Shang inside? "

"..."

Miss Nan tilted her head and smiled: "If word spreads that the leader of the Shang League has private contacts with you, I don't know what will happen. Will it be ruined?"

Yu Yan stopped leaving, feeling a little absurd.

It was ridiculous to be threatened by the little girl for the first time.

He doesn't need to kill someone to silence him, he also has plenty of ways to make people shut up.

"Really, then I really want to see it."

The flower boat drove not far from the pier, and the lights in the city could still be seen twinkling.

The little girl's almond-shaped eyes were dark, reflecting the red light under the eaves, at first glance she looked a bit ghostly and strange, but after just a few words, Yu Yan suddenly felt dizzy and confused.

……not good.

The words that I didn't care to say sounded in my ears, Yu Yan had already reflected fast enough, but his body could no longer control himself, as if his spirit was unknowingly eaten away by the vortex in those eyes, the black mist in front of his eyes was filled, and he could still hear it faintly just now. I heard the sound of the pipa in the flower hall, but now I can't hear any sound.

The little girl's almond-shaped eyes curved into a line of crescents when she smiled, and her two rows of white teeth were eerie white, but she no longer looked like "Nan Sisi".

"Hush, that's right, I'm from the Nether Palace."

"Although you have ruined my plan, Palace Master Yu, I really appreciate your little effort, you have really helped me a lot, a lot."

She held on to her body that was falling towards her.

Night fog rose on the surface of the river, and the fog was like a bloody mouth, covering the stern from the bow of the ship.

The people in the flower hall didn't notice anything unusual outside. The banquet was about to end, but the protagonist didn't know where to go.

Xia Chongjin searched around the corridor on the east side of the cabin, and then returned to the hall.

Only the boatman who was punting in front of the boat rubbed his eyes after the fog cleared up. Was it vertigo?

There were obviously two other people on the deck just now...how did they disappear out of thin air?

where did people go

……

On the surface of the smoky river, a lonely boat enters the fog.

After changing her clothes, Nan Sisi put on a mask in front of the mirror.

The evil ghost mask was refined to be as thin as paper, and it was tailor-made to fit the human face completely. Wearing it was like having an extra face, no, it was as if you were born to be like this.

She was extremely satisfied with herself in the mirror, and by the way told the two messengers in white behind her.

"Send a letter back to the mansion, report to the Lord, and say—"

In the corner of the mirror, a small child's shadow fell asleep.

"Just say, the last immortal pill has been found."

The author has something to say: no no driving!Everyone just strolled around on the spot with bicycles a few times!

The steering wheel is for you, the author will only step on the brakes...thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who threw [Grenade]: Mo Xiao 1;

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!