The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 690 Sick disciples don’t blacken (94) 2200+ words

  Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly grabbed her arm and directly pressed her thin lips over—

   "Hanzhou, what are you doing——"

  Su Qinghuan's pupils widened in shock, because Yan Hanzhou's face was weak at the moment, she had no sense of defense against her little apprentice.

  "Release as a teacher!"

  Su Qinghuan almost wanted to push the opponent away without thinking.

  Unexpectedly, Yan Hanzhou relied on that he is now the treasure of Yuan Ying, but he refused to let go. Instead, he quickly clipped Su Qinghuan's arm and pressed the white-clothed Immortal Venerable on the countryside!

  ……

  Suddenly, the figures of the two people reversed.

  Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan ignorantly, his face was sad, his handsome facial features were so pale at the moment that there was almost no blood, and the whole person was like a fragile white jade statue, which could be broken at any time.

  It looks very distressing.

   "Master... Han Zhou, is it going to die?"

   "If Han Zhou dies, will Master feel distressed?"

   "What nonsense are you talking about!"

  Although the moment of spiritual disorder will be very painful and not very comfortable, how can you mention the word death!

  Su Qinghuan was about to scold Yan Hanzhou, but saw that the young man’s delicate face was extremely fragile, as if he could not hear anything.

  Seeing the teenager's distressed look, Su Qinghuan felt inexplicably heart palpitations. She couldn't say anything about her reprimands. Instead, she was still struggling with how to comfort Yan Hanzhou.

   Before Su Qinghuan could speak, the evildoer directly hugged her waist, pressed down the thin lips of the young boy, and grabbed the lips of the White-clothed Immortal Venerable.

  "Master...forgive the disciple for overstepping, the disciple is happy, Master...Even if he died today, there is only one last wish left in the disciple’s heart, that is to kiss Master, okay?"

  The young man’s voice was sad, and a pair of beautiful peach eyes with broken prayers. Seeing the young man’s painful eyelashes, Su Qinghuan was also shocked.

  The hand that the white-clothed Xianzun originally resisted, he did not consciously loosen it a bit.

  Yan Hanzhou was happy on his face, almost no longer able to conceal his intention of embezzlement.

  He used his lips to trace the outline of the White Immortal Venerable again and again, his face was pale and weak, but when the kiss came over, he was wanton and warm.

   is very strong.

   soon swallowed all the air in the mouth of the white-clothed Immortal Venerable, so that Su Qinghuan had to rely on himself.

  The young man’s gaze never left Su Qinghuan’s face for a moment, and the hand pinched on Su Qinghuan’s waist was even more domineering, wishing to incorporate Su Qinghuan into his blood.

  ……

  Four eyes are facing each other, the handsome and innocent face of the young man is close to his eyes, and the aura of Yan Hanzhou is full of the nose.

  Su Qinghuan was a little hesitant and unbearable at the beginning, but seeing Yan Hanzhou's presumptuous behavior, how could he not struggle.

   "Yan Hanzhou! Do you know what you are doing!"

   "I am your master!"

  Even if Yan Hanzhou had just returned from the catastrophe and was sick, there is no need to treat her as an antidote, okay? !

  What's more, he is a Liuli Wushou body, and Yan Hanzhou is a raging fire to Yang body.

  When two people are close, there is a kind of attraction invisible. If they are stuck by Yan Hanzhou again, Su Qinghuan will only feel like a piece of ice, about to be melted by the fire!

  ……

   Seeing the white-clothed Xianzun's frowning eyebrows because of anger, Yan Hanzhou's eyes deepened unconsciously.

  ——His master, he looks so good even when he gets angry.

  But the more angry the Master became, Yan Hanzhou felt that he was more palpitation at the moment.

  Because he likes to look at the master for himself and become happy, angry, sorrowful, rather than being a high-ranking, preaching and teaching deity in white.

  Like her...too cold, too cold, as if she didn't have the slightest popularity, let alone any emotions that belonged to human beings.

  If she was the bright moon in the sky, he would not hesitate to pick the moon from the sky and let him cherish it alone.

  ……

  Even, Yan Hanzhou had presumptuously imagined the scene in that illusion.

  If one day, I would really bind Master in a cage of pure gold like in that illusion, and practice daily devotions with Master every day.

  The master at that time must be more angry, right?

  Will the lips of Master Fei Li be more agile and beautiful than before?

  ……

  Thinking of those scenes, Yan Hanzhou unconsciously pinched his palms, tried his best to restrain himself before letting go of Su Qinghuan, but his eyes were still faintly dim, unable to contain himself.

  "Master...it is the disciple who overstepped...I'm sorry..."

   "But when the disciple sees the master close in front of him, the disciple really...can't help it."

  Yan Hanzhou looks at Su Qinghuan sincerely, his eyes are full of repentance and guilt.

   But Su Qinghuan is very clear, I am afraid that Yan Hanzhou is very proud at the moment, and he does not know how to write the word shame!

  If he knew what shame was, how could he dare to commit disorder? !

"asshole!"

   "After you were promoted to Yuan Ying, you started to be defiant, and there is no such master as me?!"

  Su Qinghuan gave Yan Hanzhou a vicious look.

  As soon as her voice fell, a white spirit whip appeared in her hand for an instant.

  "Master! If you really feel humiliated like that, then you flog Hanzhou, Hanzhou will never dodge."

  The young man looked at Su Qinghuan sadly.

  He knelt on one knee and half in front of Su Qinghuan, his posture was extremely sincere.

   But that attitude undoubtedly told Su Qinghuan that I knew I was wrong, but I would never repent.

  ……

  Thinking that there was still a whip mark in front of Yan Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan took the long whip that he had just swung out, and immediately took it back.

  ——If Yan Hanzhou added another injury and left the certificate, it would be panicked to think about it.

  The White Immortal Venerable looked at the young man condescendingly, with an angry expression.

   "Yan Hanzhou, do you really think the deity is reluctant to beat you?"

   "The disciple dare not."

   Yan Hanzhou bowed his head respectfully.

   In order to act realistically, the young man even poured his spiritual power back in an instant, and even spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his lips.

  He is gambling, and the gambling master will be softened.

  Human heart...This is greedy.

   Said that whether the young man's scheming is good or the means are many, Yan Hanzhou doesn't care.

  What he cares about is nothing more than the hope that the white-clothed Immortal Venerable in front of him can linger on him for a longer time.

  ……

   Seeing the corners of the boy’s lips stained with blood, Su Qinghuan’s pupils stared slightly, and subconsciously wanted to sort out the spiritual veins for Yan Hanzhou.

  However, thinking of what Yan Hanzhou did before, I feel that Yan Hanzhou deserves it.

"you……"

   Suddenly, it was neither an advance nor a retreat. Su Qinghuan really couldn't help Yan Hanzhou.

  How can there be such a cunning apprentice!

  But the system 233 smiled and watched the show reminder.

   "Oh, people don't hesitate to hurt themselves to win your sympathy, host, I think you can't beat your little apprentice, although they are seventeen, but on the road of love, Daoxing is a lot higher than you!"

"……roll!"

  At this moment, it was revealed by the system 233 that Yan Hanzhou was doing a show, and Su Qinghuan was even more angry and annoyed!

  I was blinded by a seventeen-year-old boy, and even worried that he almost wanted to find the Demon Lord Jiuyou to settle accounts. It was ridiculous.

  She looked at the boy coldly in her eyes.

   "Yan Hanzhou, do you really think you can't see it as a teacher? You people who cultivate demons are really cunning."

  "The deity is now the body of Yuanying, I am afraid that it is no longer worthy to be your master. From now on, you might as well leave my school and find another wise man!"

  People all over the world say that when you stop constantly, you will suffer the chaos, since Yan Hanzhou is not that person.

  Rather than two people being entangled with each other, it is better to completely abandon the feeling of master and apprentice and part ways!

  (End of this chapter)