The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 686 Sick disciples don’t blacken (90) 2200+ words

  Su Qinghuan just stood still, her sight was not clear yet, she felt a strong hand directly supporting her.

  "Master!"

  "……"

  I really don’t want to come, the more I come.

  ……

  Even if he couldn't see it at the moment, Su Qinghuan could feel that the young man was staring at him for an instant. The eager and scorching eyes made Su Qinghuan almost flustered and embarrassed.

  Somehow, her mind suddenly appeared like Yan Hanzhou had kissed herself in the Tianyuan Secret Realm before.

  Even Su Qinghuan herself didn’t want to admit that maybe she was not as tough as her lips to this little apprentice, just to repay the pile of debts that the original body caused to Yan Hanzhou.

After all, it’s one thing to do a task, but how can someone who is so proud of her nature pay so much for a person she hates, even if she spends her hard-earned points to save Yan Hanzhou.

  System 233 immediately joked with glee.

   "Host, oops, is it possible that you also like that kid Yan Hanzhou?!"

   "Shut up! I didn't!"

  Su Qinghuan's face turned black.

   "I am sympathetic to him at best! Do you understand the sympathy!"

  After all, Yan Hanzhou is a seventeen-year-old child, and the original body is already more than two hundred years old, if it hadn't been for Yan Hanzhou to directly puncture this window paper in the Tianyuan Secret Realm.

  I’m afraid that some off-line people like Su Qinghuan, who are sometimes very sensitive and sometimes dull, can’t guess that his little apprentice still has such an unspeakable thought of her.

   Just like what she taught Yan Hanzhou at the beginning, eating men and women, human desires, but it really falls on her, but it is not so easy to see.

  However, System 233 seemed to have a good impression of Yan Hanzhou, and had to demolish Su Qinghuan’s station.

  "Host, why are you so anxious to deny it? I haven't heard a word. The less interested, the more calm you are?"

   "You say that it is compassion and love, but there is a kind of emotion in this world, and love is born of compassion."

   "...Tong'er, even if you shut up, I won't treat you as dumb."

"Yeah, I won’t talk to you. Let you face Yan Hanzhou’s boy alone. I think that people not only have a fiery yang body, but they are also passionate about feelings. You, a thousand-year-old fox, say I may be really tempted."

  "In Qingqiu, the fox for a thousand years is still very small, OK! I am obviously the youngest sixteenth emperor in the Qingqiu royal family. You can say one more thing of my old saying and see if I will beat you!"

   "I am an artificial intelligence, and there is no entity, how do you beat me?"

  "...╭(╯^╰)╮."

  I really want to violently beat the system 233. No, even if there is no entity, when she finds the program for the system 233, she must format it and restore the production settings.

"Foggrass, the host is so cruel, if you format me, then the person who will chat with you in the future will not be me. The host has experienced so many worlds together, what a good friendship. Ah, you really want to be so cruel."

  "Plastic friendship, thank you."

  A real comrade-in-arms, how could it be possible to cheat her three thousand points directly?

  Seeing that Su Qinghuan was still brooding about the three thousand points, System 233 was also witty this time and didn't make any more troubles. Obviously, as it said, it was ready to watch the good show quietly.

  ……

  Almost the moment the system 233 closed his mouth, Su Qinghuan felt that his eyes could finally be opened again.

  As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the young man in tattered robes in front of her, staring at herself with scorching eyes.

  Although I had guessed how warm Yan Hanzhou's eyes would be after escaping from the valley, but at this moment, Yan Hanzhou's eyes were not blinking, as if sincerely wishing to hold his heart before her eyes.

  In the face of Yan Hanzhou like this, Su Qinghuan's heart is slightly astringent.

   "Han Zhou, you have just finished the Tribulation. What discomfort is there now in your body? Do you need to be checked by your teacher?..."

   Before Su Qinghuan's words were finished, Yan Hanzhou came forward suddenly and hugged his waist.

  Yan Hanzhou is more than a head taller than Su Qinghuan, but Yan Hanzhou is half-bending his knees at the moment, burying his head on the shoulders of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable.

  "Master...Master, this is really not a dream, right?"

   "Master... So you never thought of killing a disciple. It's great, great..."

  Su Qinghuan heard the words, and only felt choked on the tip of his heart, as if he was also burned by the undisguised blazing eyes of the young man.

   "...as a teacher, why would I want to kill you?"

  Su Qinghuan pondered for a moment, and when she didn’t know how to answer Yan Hanzhou’s question, she felt the juvenile’s hand holding her waist harder.

   "It's great, it turns out that the master also cares about his disciples."

   Yan Hanzhou exerted so much force as if he was about to knead himself into his bones and blood.

  Even, she could feel Yan Hanzhou's chest violently undulating because of the quicker breathing.

  ……

In the past, it seemed that Yan Hanzhou was still young and he never came out of Qingyunzong after he was seven. The little fox always thought that Yan Hanzhou was an ignorant boy in matters of men and women, so he didn't resist Yan Hanzhou's behavior of holding her waist too much. .

   But since Yan Hanzhou confessed his heart in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, the little fox once again remembered Yan Hanzhou’s previous acts of acting like coquetry and infatuation. I can’t tell that this servant is a white and black, clearly taking advantage of her.

  Su Qinghuan coughed slightly, her ear tips became more and more red, but her face was still holding the arrogant and self-sufficient attitude of the immortal, and her voice reminded Yan Hanzhou to pay attention to her image.

   "Han Zhou...This is not a dream, can you let go of being a teacher first?"

"not good."

  The young man has a strong nasal voice, knowing that Su Qinghuan is a person who eats soft but not hard. Taking advantage of her young age, she began to behave well.

  He deliberately tugged Su Qinghuan’s wrist and clasped his fingers with Su Qinghuan.

  "Master, the disciple is just so happy, you let the disciple hold it for a while, it is desolate and remote, no outsiders will see it."

  "……"

  This guy... how so embarrassed to act like a baby!

  Yan Hanzhou’s body temperature is much higher than Su Qinghuan’s body temperature. At this moment, the two of them clasped their fingers together, and the young man’s palm wrapped her palm. Su Qinghuan only felt that her skin would be burned by the other party.

   "Let go."

   "Not loose."

  Yan Hanzhou is now also the cultivation base of Yuan Ying, and it is not like the little fox has internal injuries, it is naturally difficult for Su Qinghuan to get rid of the shackles of the other party.

  I couldn't beat it, and I couldn't say it, Su Qinghuan suddenly blushed.

  Don't open her eyes, she didn't dare to look at Yan Hanzhou's admiring eyes, so she could only hold on to the master's frame.

   "Before being outside that secret realm, being a teacher was forced to face you with helplessness. Hanzhou, can you resent being a teacher?"

   "No resentment, no resentment before, even less now. But now the disciple has endless joy in his heart."

   Yan Hanzhou looked up and clearly saw the woman's red eartips.

  The sweetness in the young man's heart, the greed in his heart becomes more and more full, and it can't be suppressed.

   "Master does not need to explain the previous thing... but Master does not ask, why does the disciple cultivate demons?"

  "……"

   Yan Hanzhou took the initiative to raise this point, how could Su Qinghuan not know the answer.

  She was about to say something, but she looked down and immediately noticed Yan Hanzhou's embarrassing appearance at the moment.

  Not to mention the tattered robes, there are traces of lightning strikes, and there is an extremely obvious whip mark on the boy's half-exposed chest.

  Su Qinghuan's breath suddenly choked.

  ——That was... the whip that she caused to Yan Hanzhou when she just crossed over...

  (End of this chapter)