The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 667 Sick disciples don’t blacken (71)

  Yaoshou, I regard you as a good apprentice of the teacher, but you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor!

  What kind of truth is this!

  Su Qinghuan stared at her pupils in shock.

   "Yan Hanzhou! Are you fascinated by the illusion in this Tianyuan secret realm! Since you and I are masters and apprentices for a day, then you will be masters and apprentices for the rest of your life. Looking at the Canglan Continent, where is there a precedent for masters and apprentices to become Taoists!"

  The lady in white dress was ashamed and annoyed, and her jade-white face, because of the red clouds on her cheeks, looked more and more bright, bright and beautiful.

  It’s a pity that the words the Master said in his mouth are so hurtful.

  Yan Hanzhou had long guessed that Su Qinghuan would refuse, but Yan Hanzhou never wanted to hear any rejection from Su Qinghuan.

   Just when Su Qinghuan wanted to say something, Yan Hanzhou suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the woman’s jaw, and pressed her thin lips directly—

  Su Qinghuan had never expected that the young man who was still a good apprentice in the first few minutes in her mind would do such a bold act to herself!

  Although she ate half of the fantasy spirit fruit, the original owner’s old wounds penetrated into the internal organs. If one can really cure her injury, but half of it is now only for Su Qinghuan to delay the pain.

  When the teenager suddenly came to kiss, Su Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to push Yan Hanzhou away.

   But when the cultivation bases are similar, but the innate strength is too different, how can Su Qinghuan push a young man who is so much taller than himself.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou held Su Qinghuan’s face, his movements looked gentle, but his strength was clearly irresistible.

"Well……"

  Only a few seconds of work, Su Qinghuan was pressed on the rock wall, against the cold rock wall, the man's long arms on her waist seemed to be hotter and scorching.

  The boy's lips pressed over.

  Su Qinghuan bit her lower lip, not wanting Yan Hanzhou to kiss her, but she didn't know that this young man who had never been in contact with men and women before, was so self-explanatory.

  Under the wrestling of the two people, Yan Hanzhou easily forced her to open her mouth.

  The clear bamboo-like breath that belonged to Yan Hanzhou's body suddenly lingered around his mouth and nose. This kind of breath did not make people feel offensive. On the contrary, if you change the occasion and change your identity, maybe Su Qinghuan will like it.

   But as long as she thinks that this person is her own righteous little apprentice, Su Qinghuan feels that a strong sense of guilt has climbed into her heart!

  Even though, the person who took the initiative to do these things is not her, but Yan Hanzhou!

  ……

   "Yan Hanzhou! Are you trying to force a magic weapon to attack you as a teacher!"

   Su Qinghuan was in a hurry and went to bite Yan Hanzhou, but even if the two people had a strong rust smell in their mouths, Yan Hanzhou did not let go.

  On the contrary, Su Qinghuan’s arms were cut behind him by the boy, and later on the rock wall by Yan Hanzhou.

  It's just obvious. Even at this time, Yan Hanzhou didn't want to hurt her.

  Su Qinghuan did not feel loved, only an endless sense of guilt!

  Obviously she has tried her best to play the role of a good teacher who can lead people to benevolence since she passed through!

  How can things become like this, fall!

  Furthermore, according to the original plot line, although the original owner was born well, but Yan Hanzhou obviously did not like the original owner at all, and even in front of his harem, laughed at the original owner as ugly as a ghost, and then divided the original owner into five horses, OK!

  ……

   Feeling that Su Qinghuan has time to think about other things at this time, Yan Hanzhou’s pupils suddenly turned into a very dangerous dark black.

  The young man’s eyes were cold, he almost pinched Su Qinghuan’s waist without being beaked, and his thin lips fell on the ears of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable.

   "Master, concentrate."

  "You let me go! I am your master, Yan Hanzhou! How could I be your Taoist companion in my life?"

  Yan Hanzhou’s Taoist companion can be Zhong Ling'er, Ye Bingqing, or even the demon girl Hua Wanwan, but she should never be her!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan's expression was distressed and a little bit incredibly furious, while Yan Hanzhou's expression was depressed and obsessed when he listened to Su Qinghuan's words intently.

  In the past, Yan Hanzhou was very disgusted by Su Qinghuan’s teaching himself, but at this moment, seeing the white-clothed Xianzun being pressed by himself on the stone wall, he used such an angry expression to scold himself, but he felt very beautiful.

  Hate, let Su Qinghuan scold him more.

  As long as the master only sees himself.

  Don't adulterate anyone, don't adulterate anything.

  Only him.

  No, only the two of them.

  He was willing to be scolded by the master for a lifetime.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou smiled calmly, his voice casual and amazing.

   "Master, if you look at the disciple with this kind of sad eyes, the disciple can't guarantee that he will do anything more presumptuous next."

  "……"

  Yaoshou!

  You dare to commit a pro-you master!

  What else can you do more arrogantly? !

  ……

  Su Qinghuan looked at the young boy’s peachy eyes like obsidian, Yan Hanzhou’s eyes were too focused, too pious, and too fierce.

  It was Yan Hanzhou who did the wrong thing, but afterwards, Su Qinghuan did not dare to look at Yan Hanzhou's eyes.

  In the final analysis, when Yan Hanzhou fell into the hands of the original owner, he was just crazy, but he never hated the original owner.

  So it seems to be yourself, in this short one or two months, raised her little apprentice crookedly?

   Realizing this, Su Qinghuan was terrified.

  Even if she is reluctant to admit it, she really can only bear the responsibility she should bear.

  Su Qinghuan closed her eyes helplessly. She had bitten so much blood before Yan Hanzhou, but Yan Hanzhou was still unwilling to let go. Su Qinghuan was suddenly lost.

  The White Clothes Xianzun hesitated for a moment, and she changed a gentler attitude.

"Han Zhou... as a teacher, you know that you are still young, and you don’t know what true love is, true love. When you meet a girl you have been devoted to all your life in the future, you will understand how ridiculous things are today. ."

"You just felt the beauty of this world. Maybe you did something wrong for the teacher and led you astray, but it is absolutely unintentional to be a teacher. I never thought about being a Taoist companion with you. Let go of being a teacher, and we will still get along in the name of a teacher and an apprentice in the future."

  Su Qinghuan feels that as a master, this posture has been low and sincere enough. Unexpectedly, Yan Hanzhou stared at her deeply, and when he stretched his arm, he took Su Qinghuan into his arms.

  The sky revolves around the world, and the white-clothed Immortal Venerable falls into the embrace of Yan Hanzhou like a butterfly.

  Su Qinghuan was about to struggle violently.

  But Yan Hanzhou suddenly lowered his head, facing the tip of her nose to the tip of her nose.

  "Master does not want to be a Taoist couple with me, who do you want to be a Taoist couple with? Han Zhou's father?"

  (End of this chapter)