Quick wear: male gods only love me

Before the whip touched number one, it was frozen.

The steward saw the ice flowing from the tip of the whip to his hand, and quickly threw the whip on the ground. The ice shattered, and the whip followed the ice into pieces.

No. [-] looked at Lin Qingyan enviously, and his breathing became short of breath.

Master made a move?

Is it to keep him from being whipped?

Will it be so?

Number one didn't know the reason, but he felt that maybe he touched the skirt of Lady Luck.

"Master Lin, this slave is a lowly bone and needs to be taught a lesson." The steward felt Lin Qingyan's cold aura and said in a trembling voice, "Calm down, little one, let someone drag this slave out and let the monsters eat him Already!"

Lin Qingyan said: "I've taken a fancy to him."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

If it weren't for Lin Qingyan's reputation as a genius to be deeply ingrained, if another person said this, people would think him a lunatic.

There are so many slaves in the Colosseum, who is not good to choose, but the incarnation of the devil?

No. [-]'s dark eyes were surprisingly bright, and he felt that he might be hallucinating.

Otherwise, why would Young Master Lin choose him?

He was born with sins, people hate him and stay away from him, why would Young Master Lin choose him?

"Master Lin, we still have a lot of slaves here, you can choose others!" the owner of the Colosseum sold.

If Young Master Lin took the devil's incarnation away, where would he save his face?

For the boss, no matter how powerful No. [-] is, it is still an inferior product.

No. [-] clenched his fists, his jaw tightened, and his eyes were full of longing.

He didn't speak, but every expression and movement seemed to be begging Lin Qingyan to take him away.

As long as Lin Qingyan can take him away, he can give everything for Lin Qingyan.

"I only want him." Lin Qingyan pointed to No. [-] and said, "You follow me now."

Number One felt like a thirsty man who had been walking in the desert for a long time and finally came across an oasis.

Lin Qingyan's short words made happiness swell in his heart.

He felt that he was embraced by the goddess of luck, otherwise how could he have received such a great gift.

The boss of the Colosseum still wanted to speak, but found that the ground had been covered with a thick layer of ice, and the cold breath swayed in the air.

Young Master Lin's blue eyes are no longer gentle, but have a firm determination.

He turned and left without a sound, and no one dared to refute.

No. [-] followed Lin Qingyan's footsteps and walked forward step by step, each step was printed exactly where Lin Qingyan had landed.

He walked along the road that Lin Qingyan had walked, feeling a little closer to the young master, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He rarely smiled, and his smile was unnatural, but if anyone saw it, they would understand how happy he was at the moment.

Bing disappeared after Lin Qingyan left.

The boss, the steward and others still feel like their hearts are beating like a drum. This is the power of a genius ice magician.

Just one trick made them feel the chill of death.

No. [-] quietly quickened his pace, getting a little closer to Lin Qingyan.

Seeing that Lin Qingyan didn't care, he moved a little closer, and was ecstatic about it.

People noticed that Lin Qingyan was followed by No. [-], and their eyes were shocked.

How can such a humble bloodline be worthy of Young Master Lin?

No. [-], no matter what other people think, he is full of Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingyan stopped in front of the carriage, and No. [-] also stopped.

No. [-] understands his identity, and it is impossible for him to get into the carriage with Lin Qingyan.

A slave is not worthy of riding a horse, let alone a carriage, he can only run behind the carriage.If he couldn't follow the carriage back, he might be whipped.

If it was the young master, No. [-] felt that being whipped by the young master was a blessing, because when the young master whipped him, his eyes would fall on him.Even if it was just for a moment, he would feel that he, who was in the dark, was blessed by the sun.

On the carriage was the family crest of the family on which the sun never sets, and the golden sun exuded dazzling brilliance.

This family emblem, like Young Master Lin, is unattainable.

Number One knew that he and Young Master Lin were far apart, but he couldn't help thinking that it would be great if he could be closer.

Lin Qingyan got into the carriage, and the driver wanted to help Lin Qingyan close the carriage door, but Lin Qingyan stopped him.

"You come up." Lin Qingyan pointed to number one.

Number one opened his eyes wide, his heart was beating wildly, and blood rushed to his brain.

But he didn't dare to move, and even his breathing slowed down.

He was afraid that if he moved around, it would destroy this beautiful dream.

The dream was too good to be true.

"Young master let you go up!" The driver patted the number one lightly. He has been with the young master for many years and knows that no one can change the young master's decision.

Even though the young master's decision seemed unimaginable to many people, the coachman felt that it must be because the young master was a genius whose way of thinking was different from ordinary people.

Number one climbed into the carriage at his fastest speed.

He was afraid that if he moved too slowly, Lin Qingyan would regret it.

After getting into the carriage, he didn't dare to sit on the seat in the carriage, but squatted on the edge with his body curled up, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

Even though he is such a big guy, he shows with his actions that he doesn't take up space at all, and he will definitely not affect the comfort of the young master when he rides in the carriage.

"Name?" Lin Qingyan asked, his voice was more beautiful than that of a mermaid.

Number One replied humbly, "Slaves don't have names."

Although the carriage has a large space, it is relatively small compared to the house.It was so small that No. [-] felt that he was in this confined space, and felt that the young master's breath was all around him, which made him almost unable to speak steadily.

"Fu Nanxian." Lin Qing said, "You will be called this in the future."

A slave cannot have a name because a slave is low and dirty.

This has been a rule for thousands of years.

Number one now just wants to talk about the rules of the hell, what the young master says is the will of God.

He repeated the words Fu Nanxian in his heart, this was the name given to him by the young master...

Just chanting this name silently, he felt as warm as a hot spring flowing through his chest.

This is a unique gift given to him by the young master, a gift that only he owns.

"Master, thank you for your kindness." Fu Nanxian knelt in front of Lin Qingyan on one knee, and said with his forehead pressed, "It is my greatest honor to be your drug slave. From now on, I will swear to protect you to the death , support you, praise you. If I betray you, I will live without peace. After death, I will fall into hell forever.”

Lin Qingyan smiled. The arc of the smile was not big, but it was amazing.

Looking greedily at Lin Qingyan's smile, Fu Nanxian's legs were slightly tilted to the middle, and he felt that he really deserved to die.

Just seeing the young master smile, the body has such a dirty reaction.

To the young master, this is blasphemy.

After Lin Qingyan returned to Lin's house, he ordered someone to take Fu Nanxian to take a bath, and after changing into new clothes, he asked someone to take Fu Nanxian to the pharmacy.

Fu Nanxian wanted to give Lin Qingyan a good impression, he worked hard to clean the dirt on his face and body.

However, there are too many scars on his body and face that cannot be washed off.

The back of his right hand is full of bones, and there is a finger-long scar on his left cheek...

"You're so ugly..." Fu Nanxian looked at the reflection in the water and whispered.

It's just him who is so humble, yet he still has such delusions about the young master.

Want to be close to the young master, want to hug the young master, want to do more outrageous things to the young master.

"It's so dirty..." Fu Nanxian looked at his reflection mockingly and said.

Being obsessed with one's benefactor is really... a despicable thing that is integrated into the flesh and blood.

Fu Nanxian, who had never worn new clothes before, after drying his body, stroked the soft clothes with his hands, and put them on with gratitude.

After changing his clothes, Fu Nanxian used his long hair to cover the scar on his left cheek, and immediately walked out. He wanted to see the young master.

Even if his young master is like the sun hanging high in the sky, he doesn't care about him, a weed that absorbs the sun as much as he wants, but he still wants to appear in front of the young master as many times as possible.

He felt that his body was strong enough, and he would definitely be able to test the medicine for the young master many times.

Perhaps in order to ensure the effect of the potion, the young master's slender and beautiful hands would still touch his body.

Just thinking about this made his throat feel hard and thirsty.

Lin Qingyan sat in the pharmacy and fiddled with the medicine bottles. There were many test tubes, crucibles and medicinal materials in the pharmacy.

The sunlight poured down from the window and fell on Lin Qingyan's body, making his golden hair more dazzling, like a god.

After the servants brought Fu Nanxian into the pharmacy, they left.

Fu Nanxian looked at Lin Qingyan obsessively, his eyes burning like fire, but this was already the result of his efforts to suppress his greed.

In fact, he wanted more.

"Take off your clothes." Lin Qingyan said.

Fu Nanxian didn't move. There were too many scars on his body, like a weather-beaten old tree, full of scars, extremely ugly.

Just letting the young master take a look, he was afraid that the young master would hurt his eyes.

"I know you have many scars on your body, and I want to test the medicine for healing." Lin Qingyan said with a slight emphasis, "Fu Nanxian, if you still want to stay by my side, just..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Nanxian was already naked.

Now, Lin Qingyan was stunned.

Seeing Lin Qingyan's silence, Fu Nanxian knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, I was wrong, please don't drive me away."

He is a humble underground clay, looking up at the sun he imagined.

"Stand up." Lin Qingyan said.

Fu Nanxian stood up, trying to control his body's reaction.

The young master is looking at him, and the young master only has him in his eyes now.

How wonderful, there is no one else in those beautiful eyes, only him.

"The injury is quite serious." Lin Qingyan suppressed his emotions and took Fu Nanxian's right hand.

The snow-white bones are very dazzling, which makes Lin Qingyan angry and distressed.

Fu Nanxian wanted to hide, but he didn't dare to hide, for fear of being kicked out.

He felt the temperature of the young master's hand, which was as warm, soft and delicate as he imagined.

At the same time, the desire in the body is like a flood that has broken through the dam, uncontrollable.

Fu Nanxian showed a terrified expression, the young master will definitely find out...

The young master will probably chop off his obscene filth and feed it to the dogs.