The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 662 Sick disciples don’t blacken (66)

  Little Fox never thought that Yan Hanzhou would care about her whereabouts, life and death so much.

  Su Qinghuan was a little bit sour and ashamed inexplicably, she took the fantasy spirit fruit, only thought for a moment, and then she split it into two with her spiritual power.

   Yan Hanzhou saw Su Qinghuan’s movements and couldn't help being surprised.

   "Master, who are you?"

  And Su Qinghuan's voice was cold and gentle, and he undoubtedly handed half of the spirit fruit to Yan Hanzhou's lips.

   "Since you don't want to use this spirit fruit alone, then eat half of it."

  "As you and I are masters and apprentices, we should bear the same blessings and misfortunes."

  "……"

   Yan Hanzhou was not shocked and moved when he heard this.

  The young man pursed the corners of his lips.

   knew the answer in his mind, but he couldn't help but started a question that was destined to make him unpleasant.

   "Then Master...is this the same for Senior Brother Haoran and Senior Sister Linger?"

"nature."

  Su Qinghuan glanced at Yan Hanzhou in surprise, only to think that the boy's grievances at the moment Baba looked funny and cute.

  "They are all direct disciples of the deity, and they should be the same for you and them."

  "Master..."

  The hand under the sleeve of Yan Hanzhou's robe was tightly grasped, and even a burst of blue veins broke out at the joints of the fingers.

  The young man concealed the jealousy and paranoid in his eyes, and just stared stubbornly into Su Qinghuan's eyes.

   "But... Didn't the master say that he would prefer disciples?"

  "……"

   "You, it's time to grow up, there is no reason to be jealous of seniors."

  Su Qinghuan almost couldn't help but laugh, if it wasn't for the original owner's cold and arrogant immortal figure, she would just touch Yan Hanzhou's forehead with her hand.

   "I helped you win the nameless spirit sword in the Heavenly Origin Secret Realm this time. This is a treatment that your senior brothers and sisters did not get. Isn't this a preference for you?"

   "...not enough."

   "???"

  Su Qinghuan was taken aback.

   saw the young man repeat it stubbornly and stubbornly.

   "These are not enough. The disciple is greedy and wants more."

  No, not more.

  It's all he wants for Su Qinghuan.

  Thinking of wishing to hug the person in front of him, let this high white immortal venerable and his bones and blood merge into one, become his bones, flesh and flesh.

   Let others not see her grace.

   so that others can no longer get the slightest pity from her.

  It was hard for him to get Su Qinghuan’s preference. How could this be enough?

  Thinking of Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran, who had always been treated kindly by Su Qinghuan, Yan Hanzhou was already going crazy with jealousy. He wished that he could stay with Su Qinghuan in this heavenly secret realm forever.

  One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years.

  Perhaps only in this way, Su Qinghuan will put all the attention on himself.

  If you leave the secret realm of Tianyuan and return to the outside world, I am afraid that the master is either obsessed with the practice of immortality, or is busy instructing Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran, two ordinary disciples.

  That...how can it be!

  Thinking of that possibility, Yan Hanzhou almost wished that Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran disappeared in this world immediately.

  ……

  But Su Qinghuan didn't know that Yan Hanzhou, who only loved acting like a baby and had a childish temper, had such a sick mind in his heart.

  She had a warm expression, and she reached out and handed half of the fantasy flower and spirit fruit to Yan Hanzhou’s lips.

   "Here, don't be capricious, Han Zhou, eat this spirit fruit first."

"good."

  Yan Hanzhou nodded, seeing the lush white hand close to his lips, Yan Hanzhou stared at the fingertips of the white-robed Immortal Zun who was whiter than jade, and quickly lowered his head and bit at the red phantom flower Lingguo.

   And Su Qinghuan was about to withdraw her hand, but unexpectedly, she was caught by the tip of Yan Hanzhou’s tongue.

The young man seemed to be unaware of it. In just a moment of effort, the young man had already raised his head. Because the corners of his lips were stained with the red spirit juice of the illusion flower Lingguo, he even stuck out the tip of his tongue, sucking off the corners of his lips with some meaning. Spirit juice.

  The young man’s eyebrows were born with exquisiteness, but at this moment, the action of licking-lips was unexpectedly deceptive and deceptive.

  "……"

   Seeing this scene, for a moment, Su Qinghuan even felt that Yan Hanzhou was deliberate.

  And the touch of Yan Hanzhou's fingers left over from his fingertips has also been magnified exponentially.

  ……

  Should...should it be that you are worried?

  He is more than two hundred years old, and Yan Hanzhou can't look down on Ye Bingqing, the Ming Jianzong who is in his early thirties and has a natural beauty.

How can    deliberately seduce yourself?

What's more, Yan Hanzhou is only seventeen years old!

  At this age of being possessed, it is enough to be the grandmother of Yan Hanzhou!

  A tender grass that is so good, why bother to look at the old cow?

  ……

  Su Qinghuan shrank his hands hesitantly, only feeling extremely uncomfortable inside. In order to conceal the strange feeling in his heart, Su Qinghuan coughed.

   "Then I will enjoy the remaining spiritual fruit as a teacher."

  Su Qinghuan said, then opened her lips to bite the spirit fruit.

   Yan Hanzhou saw this scene, and he couldn't help feeling a trace of regret. In the rumors, those who touched the illusion flower spirit flower spirit fruit can dream of Qianchen and the future, but obviously seeing Su Qinghuan’s appearance did not trigger the illusion at all.

  It may only be useful to encounter the spirit flowers and fruits that are still on the branches and not yet withered, but Yan Hanzhou is not planning to take Su Qinghuan to the depths of the cave to experience that kind of wonder.

  Because... Yan Hanzhou was afraid that what Su Qinghuan would see would be the same as himself, and then avoided himself like a snake and scorpion.

   But even if Master knew everything that would happen in the future, he... would never let her go to him!

  ……

  The young man was holding such a shameful gloomy mind, but his eyes were extremely clear. He raised his head and smiled and scanned Su Qinghuan's cheeks stained with fantasy fruit juice.

   Seeing a few strands of red spirit juice stained on the lips of the White Immortal Venerable, Yan Hanzhou swallowed his throat, wishing he could taste it himself with his own lips.

  ——Unfortunately, it’s not time to do that.

  Yan Hanzhou thought so in his heart, but his face was extremely respectful.

  "Master, your cheeks are dirty, let me wipe it for you."

Is    dirty?

  Su Qinghuan frowned, and was about to say that Yan Hanzhou didn't need to treat himself as a servant of the Master in this way, who knew that the young man had already taken the initiative to come over.

  Yan Hanzhou was born extremely tall. He was half kneeling in front of Su Qinghuan before, and he appeared harmless to humans and animals.

  As soon as Su Qinghuan’s eyes darkened, she saw Yan Hanzhou lower her head, and her beautiful cheeks were magnified in front of her.

  The young man smiled gently and wiped her jaw very carefully.

  The young man's hand seemed to have a faint touch, and Su Qinghuan only felt uncomfortable.

"All right."

Su Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yan Hanzhou's voice.

  Only at the moment when Yan Hanzhou withdrew his hand, Su Qinghuan suddenly felt that his limbs were heating up uncontrollably.

  How...what's going on?

  Why is it so uncomfortable all over?

  (End of this chapter)