Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

As soon as these words came out, Li Mingjue's face became more and more red, and he felt that the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head.

The red lips kept wriggling, like a stranded fish, wanting to say something, but couldn't say a word.

Jiang Xuanling was not satisfied with only bullying one side of his chest, so he repeated the old trick and turned his face to the left. With the experience just now, he became more proficient this time, and soon the tip of his tongue tasted the slightest sweetness.

It quickly filled the entire mouth.

Looking up again, Li Mingjue's chest was shiny and wet, and it was as crimson as a crabapple flower after the rain, delicate and pitiful.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the coffin board above his head, accompanied by the violent vibration of the coffin board, and at the same time, he remembered the man's stern scream, and almost screamed out of tune: "Stop, stop! Ah, ah, Ah! Are you crazy? You bullied me when you were alive, and you still bully me like this after death! I will kill you, kill you! Ah, ah, ah!"

The shock made Li Mingjue's ears hurt, and he subconsciously buried his face in the arms of the master, smelling the familiar smell deeply, the coffin twisted and twisted, and even the two people hiding in the coffin were forced to roll.

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Xuanling pinched Li Mingjue's waist with both hands, and turned around for a while, then turned from bottom to top, half leaning inside the coffin, with one hand still under Li Mingjue's body, preventing the hard coffin from hurting the little apprentice's back.

But in this way, the two of them stuck even tighter.

The air in the coffin gradually became thinner, and Li Mingjue had to open his mouth to breathe, his cheeks were extremely red.

I thought to myself, even the pile driver in the world should have a time to stop, even if the puppet is lifeless and doesn't know how to get tired, but the person suffering under the puppet is a living person!

Are you really not afraid of being knocked out of your wits?

All around my ears were the man's shrill screams, as well as a clearer and more intense bang, accompanied by the sound of crackling water, the sound entered my ears.

The cries of pain were also extremely miserable, and the words were "forgive me", "stop", and "I'm dying".

Li Mingjue thought to himself, who is this person who is pressed by the coffin board on his head, who dares to do that kind of thing with the puppet, and has been made into such a miserable appearance, yet he still doesn't tell the puppet to stop.

Could it be that some high-ranking family sneaked out of the stove, Yan Ji or something, because the owner of the family ignored him, so he came here specially to refine a puppet as an excellent toy.

Day and night, endlessly playing with the puppet to satisfy his own desires and relieve the itching on his body?

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Mingjue suddenly felt something strange under his body, he hurriedly looked down, and was immediately slapped and slapped by "Master".

His eyes were dark, and he had been taken care of from his cheeks to the corners of his lips. His skin was fair, and even if he pinched it a little, it would immediately turn red.

Not to mention being slapped so vigorously by the "Master", my ears started to buzz, and my vision blurred for a moment before I gradually became able to see.

"Master... Master, what's the matter with you?"

Li Mingjue raised his hand to cover his face in astonishment, and felt that his hand was wet and had obvious swollen marks, which were burning hot. He subconsciously licked the corners of his lips and tasted a very strong fishy smell.

"You don't hit someone in the face, Master!"

"Master didn't mean it."

If it wasn't intentional, wouldn't it be intentional?

Li Mingjue soon discovered the culprit of the crime, and immediately opened his eyes wide.

To be honest, it was the first time for him to have such close contact with Master.

He refers to the distance between the eyes and the master, not the distance between the mouth and the master.

I used to think that this old man, Master, was so powerful that he could be said to be a colossal existence.

But when the master appeared in his eyes so openly, Li Mingjue couldn't help but tremble in horror.

Soon, he forced himself to calm down quickly, don't look like a bumpkin who has never seen the world, looking very worthless.

Throat was a little dry and uncomfortable, but right now there was no water to quench his thirst. Li Mingjue appeared in front of Jiang Xuanling like a refugee who had been walking in the desert for days and nights.

There are hot and rough sand in the mouth, without any nourishment of water, what flows in the blood vessels is not hot blood, but dry sand, and he desperately wants to drink a sip of water.

Licking the corners of his lips non-stop, Li Mingjue felt extremely ashamed, even annoyed, for his lewd|cheesy.

I always feel that since I swallowed the Yunling Pill, I have been completely reduced to the furnace under the seat of the master, and I have been looking forward to the mercy of the master day and night.

But Master loves the unborn child in his womb more than him.

It will only give him some dead things, let him endure it by himself, and completely lose the previous unrestrained and forced to bear.

Li Mingjue missed the old feelings very much, and hoped that Jiang Xuanling could be rough with him, instead of being so gentle and gentle, like treating some kind of porcelain doll, or a woman like a weak willow supporting the wind.

He is a real pure man, upright and upright.

There is no need for Jiang Xuanling to pity him, he is not soft jade, but a piece of hard jade, tall and straight, even the scabbard in Master's hand...

"...Yes, Master, this is very good."

Li Mingjue seemed to be fascinated by ghosts, staring straight at the master, seeing from the top to the bottom, and from the bottom to the top.

The pain on his face was completely unimportant, and his instinct forced him to lean into Jiang Xuanling's arms.

But before he got close, he was pushed away by Jiang Xuanling.

"Mingjue, don't be presumptuous."

Jiang Xuanling tidied up his clothes incomparably quickly, pressed the unbearable thing hard, and tightened his belt, his face flushed uncontrollably, shame and annoyance.

He was annoyed at himself, for being a teacher by example, he couldn't set an example for his young disciples.

I am not ashamed that I am about to become a real father, but I hinder my child's growth time and time again.

Almost venting his anger, Jiang Xuanling clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Fearing that his ugly appearance would frighten the poor and young apprentice, Jiang Xuanling took a deep breath, raised his hand to stroke the red mark on Li Mingjue's cheek, and apologized: "Mingjue, Master didn't do it on purpose."

"...Master," Li Mingjue tilted his head and rubbed against Jiang Xuanling's palm, squinting his eyes to enjoy the gentleness of the master, but the dryness in his heart forced him to yearn for the master to treat him a little harder, and a little harder. But when the words came to his lips, there was still only one sentence, "Master."

"Be good, if Master could have known earlier, you would have been so hard during pregnancy, and would never have fed you the pregnancy pill! Master may not have children, but Master... Master cannot lose you!"

Jiang Xuanling clamped Li Mingjue's shoulders tightly, panting heavily, hot sweat rolled down Qingjun's cheeks and sank into the delicate collarbone, his Adam's apple was slightly red.

"Master... child, and Mingjue..."

Li Mingjue muttered to himself, realizing that the master might really not be able to relieve the heat in his heart, he curled his mouth, and immediately wanted to cry out of aggrievedness.

Afraid of disturbing the people who were driving piles outside, he could only lower his voice, sobbing and said: "Master, after the child is born, Master will give Mingjue all the compensation, okay?"

"it is good."

"Also, the master must be a strict father. When the children are a little older, they will be beaten every three days, every five days, and their asses will be beaten to death, okay?"

"This……"

Jiang Xuanling couldn't agree to this kind of thing casually, whoever was so indebted would beat the child for no reason.

Even if he is a master with a bad personality, he would not usually beat his apprentice, let alone smash his ass.

It seemed, probably, almost, that the only person he used to be rough—and didn't have any intention of killing, just wanted to punish one or two people, was Li Mingjue.

Even when Jiang Xuanling took the initiative to discipline Gu Chuxian, it was to chop off his arm.

But he never showed any cruelty or murderous intention towards Li Mingjue.

"Well, I knew that the master would not agree. The child is the heart of the master. Even if the sky is pierced in the future, the master will not be angry."

"Nonsense, you are."

"What am I?"

"The meat of the heart."

Hearing this, Li Mingjue felt as if he had licked honey in his heart, and his face involuntarily lit up with joy.

But he couldn't eat what he wanted, which made him very disappointed. Knowing that the master is so self-reliant, he will never treat him in the coffin.

After thinking hard, he tugged at Jiang Xuanling's sleeve and shook it, then said in a low voice, "Then your heart wants to..."

"No, don't even think about it, how about this, Master will teach you to recite the "Meditation Mantra", okay?"

"If you don't read it, it's useless. If it is useful, Master will not be like this."

Li Mingjue pursed his lips, glanced at the bulging lump under Jiang Xuanling's waist, and sighed even more melancholy.He lowered his head and stroked his stomach, very pitiful.

"Baozi, if Daddy can't eat what he wants to eat during pregnancy, he will definitely be depressed, and his life will not be long..."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

"Oh, I will never swallow the elixir of pregnancy again, and I will never get pregnant again, woo woo woo, I am so miserable! woo woo woo."

"..."

"Don't think about the baby, don't think about the baby, thinking about the baby hurts the kidneys, there is no tomorrow!"

"..."

"...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Jiang Xuanling took a deep breath, the chattering sparrows in his ears finally stopped.

Grabbing Li Mingjue's long hair, after some cloud and rain.

The movement above the head stopped, and Li Mingjue also stopped, his face was wet, even his eyelashes were not spared.

"Comfortable?"

"#%^*&￥|%+%#"

Jiang Xuanling nodded, quite satisfied with the effect, raised his hand to wipe the corners of Li Mingjue's red lips, leaned close to his ear and said: "Master is also comfortable, Mingjue is really a good apprentice of Master."

24 Filial Piety Apprentice Li Mingjue: "#%^*&￥|%+%#"

My mouth hurts so bad I can't say anything.

But he still stared at Jiang Xuanling fiercely with unyielding eyes, as if saying, "Master, you are mistaken."

Jiang Xuanling understood, and patted him on the head: "That's right, this way is wonderful."