The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

Hearing this, Yue Luo didn't know how to fight back, so he could only turn his face away.

"However, Wan Yunfeng will not be without a master. The previous succubus can change into your appearance, Master. No one will find out. Don't worry, Master."

After Yan Shu finished speaking, she couldn't help raising her hand, and rubbed Yue Luo's soft lips slightly with her fingertips.

Compared with this action, Yue Luo was even more stunned by Yan Shu's words—had he planned this long ago?

Moreover, the last sentence "Don't worry, Master" is like a great joke.

Yue Luo frowned.

He looked at Yan Shu in front of him, not knowing what to say.

This person doesn't seem to be that monster, and he doesn't have magic breath.That's really ugly.

However, it was clear that at the last moment, this young man only had the impression of a restrained and steady disciple in his mind, but now he is pressing on him, his eyes are dark, full of a kind of danger that is about to come.

Yue Luo's hands were imprisoned, and his back was tightly pressed against the bed. Because the opponent was too close, his throat could not help but move.

After Yan Shu noticed it, he carefully painted Yue Luo's neck with his quiet eyes.Then, Yan Shu raised his hand to tear off the white skirt, and kissed the collarbone.

The lips were caught off guard by the soft skin, which instantly triggered a tingling sensation.

Yue Luo couldn't break free, and his body couldn't help shaking, he gritted his teeth: "Yan Shu..."

"Huh?" Yan Shu's eyelashes drooped, his voice was very soft, a little tender, and he bit his collarbone falsely, "Master?"

"How do I treat you on weekdays?" Yue Luo asked as he tried his best to endure the trembling of his lower body under the pressure.

Yan Shu paused: "Master treats me very well."

"Then why are you avenging your kindness like this?" Yue Luo struggled in a deep voice, wanting his conscience to find out.

But Yan Shu smiled when she heard the words, and replied softly: "I don't know either. Why is it that the better Master treats me, the more I want to bully Master like this."

While talking, he gradually lowered his hands, lifted a corner of Yue Luo's robe, and pushed Yue Luo's knees apart through the thin material of the long underwear.

Yue Luo couldn't defend against it, and the discomfort of being invaded in his private forbidden area made him subconsciously struggle violently with his bound hands.

While struggling, his wrist was scratched by the silver chain, and Yue Luo frowned.

After Yan Shu noticed, he immediately stopped what he was doing, carefully turned Yue Luo to his side, and saw that the wound was oozing blood.

Yan Shu immediately lowered his phoenix eyes, took out the medicine powder and cloth from the cabinet beside him, and applied the medicine for him.

After lightly stuffing the soft cloth into the silver chain, Yan Shu leaned over and kissed Yue Luo's wrist, and rubbed it for him.

Yue Luo couldn't hold back, and tried to withdraw his hand.

But Yan Shu held it back, and heard him say deliberately beside his earlobe: "Master, can this disciple kiss you?"

Yue Luo's earlobes were particularly sensitive, because the heat overflowing from Yan Shu's lips trembled uncontrollably.

He turned his face away greatly in response, frowning: "Stay away from me."

But Yan Shu turned a deaf ear to it, and there seemed to be pleasure in her phoenix eyes, she picked his chin and kissed him irresistibly.

It wasn't until Yue Luo's breath became disordered that he was let go.

And then Yan Shu made more and more progress, pushing each other step by step, asking one after another indifferently——

"Master, can this disciple hold you?"

"Can the disciple touch Master here?"

In the end, Yue Luo's clothes were disheveled, he gritted his teeth and trembled, his eyes filled with shame and anger.

And Yan Shu was so calm, with greed and satisfaction hidden in his eyes that seemed to have no waves, he passed Yue Luo who was on the couch without missing an inch.