The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

Yue Luo thought about it, but found that he was completely trapped on the bed.

The silver chain on his wrist firmly restrained him within the bed, and there was no extra length to allow him to leave.

What's happening here?

Suddenly, there was a sound like a door opening in the darkness, and Yue Luo couldn't help but hold his breath to look.

The visitor seemed to be quite familiar with this place, with steady steps, and lit the ever-burning lamp.

The light illuminated the darkness, and Yue Luo saw the whole picture of the current situation, and also saw a person he had never thought of.

He said in a daze, "Yan Shu?"

Yan Shu, who walked up to the bed, said "hmm" and narrowed her phoenix eyes, as if smiling.

In the dark and simple secret room, there was a faint fragrance, and Yan Shu, who had grown up to look like a handsome nobleman, stood calmly in it, as if he had turned into a demon who was gradually unable to hide his evil spirit.

"You did these?" Yue Luo pursed his lips for a moment, then looked at the restraints on his wrists, and asked calmly.

Yan Shu didn't answer immediately, he leaned over, put his hands on the sides of Yue Luo's body, leaned closer and said, "I did it, Master."

"Why?" Yue Luo said in a puzzled voice, "I said that the position of Master Master will be yours in the future. You are so anxious..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted——

Yan Shu drooped his eyes, and suddenly moved closer to him, so close that the tips of their noses almost touched the tips of their noses.

Yue Luo opened his lips, stunned: "You..."

Yan Shu didn't let him finish, but kissed the corner of his lips directly, with a bit of caution, a bit of respect, and a faintly detectable restraint.

Then he slowly kissed Yue Luo's earlobe, and said softly: "Master, this disciple never wants a position. What the disciple wants is you."

The moment the words finished, Yue Luo's pupils trembled as if he had finally come to his senses.

Yan Shu, when did it become like this?Hasn't there always been a respectful and master-student relationship between them?

Yue Luo suddenly thought of that monster, could it be his trick again this time.

Thinking of this, Yue Luo's eyes quickly filled with vigilance and indifference, and he retreated to the place where the bed was against the wall.

When Yan Shu saw this, although he was not surprised by the other party's rejection, he didn't want to see it either.

He couldn't help but calm down, lightly held Yue Luo's ankle, led him to his side, and said, "Why, Master, are you not satisfied with this answer?"

Yue Luo looked at him indifferently when he heard this, but now he couldn't resist well because of the restraint of the silver chain.

Immortal cultivators are the most taboo to have their spiritual power blocked, because it will make them no different from ordinary people.

The previous monster was so powerful that it directly locked his spiritual power.But this time, it was because he never doubted Yan Shu in front of him at all.

Yue Luo lowered his eyes, endured it secretly, and his expression was still uncontrollably cold: "So, what do you want to do when you arrange these? What will Wan Yunfeng become without its master? As Wan Yunfeng Has the disciple not considered it?"

Yan Shu listened quietly all the time, while still bending her eyes indulgently.

But because he was dissatisfied with the short distance between them, Yan Shu narrowed his eyes and bullied him until he almost fell on Yue Luo.

Only then did he calmly speak: "Master, I want you. The purpose of arranging these is naturally to better get what I want."

Yue Luo didn't expect him to be so direct, so he stopped for a moment.

Seeing this, Yan Shu moved closer to him, his dark eyes seemed to be stroking his lips, making Yue Luo feel extremely uncomfortable.

Then Yan Shufang said in a low voice: "I'm not Wan Yunfeng's disciple, I'm just Master's disciple."