The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 668: Don’t Be Black (72)

"Master doesn't want to be a Taoist partner with me, so who do you want to be a Taoist partner? Han Zhou's father?"

Yan Hanzhou's voice was very cold, but his hand on Su Qinghuan's waist was surprisingly hot.

Su Qinghuan almost had an illusion that the heat from the boy's palm was about to pass through her Taoist robe and burn a small piece of her skin.

……

"Master, why didn't you answer me? It's a default, right?"

Yan Hanzhou smiled coldly, looking calm and calm, only the red eye corners and slightly trembling hands revealed the turmoil in the young man's heart at the moment, and he was extremely restless.

"..."

Su Qinghuan really didn't know how to answer. When Yan Hanzhou mentioned his father Yan Yunzheng, Su Qinghuan was almost wronged to the extreme!
Why should the original owner take the blame for admiring other people's fathers!

She is so wronged!
Worse than Dou E!

……

Just like Cheng Yang Shangzun said, the anecdote of the original owner admiring Nayan Jianxiu a hundred years ago was almost well known among the older generation.

If Yan Hanzhou were to inquire casually, the pot would be doomed to become darker and heavier.

Su Qinghuan was extremely aggrieved, she looked at Yan Hanzhou hesitantly.

"Hanzhou...in fact, things...are not what you think?"

"Not what I thought? Huh—"

Yan Hanzhou sneered, looking at the hesitant expression on the face of the white-clothed immortal, it was as if a hole had been broken in the young man's heart.

At first, it was just a small hole pierced by a needle, and then, like a broken balloon, it burst open, and the scars spread all over the place.

To be blown by a gust of wind casually is a crushing pain.

……

The corners of Yan Hanzhou's eyes, which were already flushed, became even redder at this moment. The tip of the boy's nose touched Su Qinghuan's. From such a close distance, Su Qinghuan could almost feel the heat from Yan Hanzhou's breath falling on the fluff of her cheeks.

She and Yan Hanzhou already had complementary physiques and were attracted to each other. It was not a good thing for them to be in close contact, but now Su Qinghuan could almost feel every cell in her limbs cheering and rejoicing.

He even wished he could stretch out his long arms and hug Yan Hanzhou even tighter!
The glazed body of this hot chicken!
……

Su Qinghuan cursed inwardly, plus she ate half of the illusory spirit fruit earlier, the little fox didn't dare to be careless at all, there was no time to answer Yan Hanzhou's question, so she could only turn her head away and not look into Yan Hanzhou's eyes .

And this evasion, in Yan Hanzhou's eyes, is the real proof that Su Qinghuan hates him.

The young man smiled sadly, his voice was hoarse to the extreme, filled with jealousy, anger, and unspeakable pain.

"Master, do you like my father that much? You like it so much that even looking at the disciple, you feel that you are humiliating you?"

"Master, in terms of talent, in terms of affection, how can this disciple be inferior to my father? If you really love him to the bone, Han Zhou will become like my father in the future and get along with you day and night, okay?"

"..."

Fog grass!

Boy, you are really crazy!
Although monks can indeed use illusions, most illusions cannot be maintained every day, because that would consume a lot of spiritual energy.

There is nothing wrong with using other people's identities and faces for a short time, but according to Yan Hanzhou's meaning, it is clear that he is not hesitating all the time!

Leaving aside the consumption of spiritual power, just wronging myself to live in the name of others, what a trample on myself!
……

Su Qinghuan was furious, raised his hand without thinking, and slapped Yan Hanzhou hard on the face!

"Yan Hanzhou! I have been teaching you for nearly ten years, and you have learned so much?"

"Dignified man, where's the pride in your bones?"

Yan Hanzhou obviously didn't expect that Su Qinghuan would slap him in the face, he was startled, and when he heard what Su Qinghuan was angry about, the young man's heart was sour and astringent, and there was still unspeakable joy.

——What the master reprimanded was not that he was not worthy of using his father's skin, but that he should not break his pride as a young man.

It turned out that Master also cared about himself a little bit.

Even if not so much, but at least, still care about.

……

After Su Qinghuan slapped Yan Hanzhou, he suddenly became sober.

It is said that dragons have reverse scales, she seems to have violated Yan Hanzhou's big taboo just now!
I remember that in the Qing Yunzong, there were indeed those passers-by who didn't open their eyes. They insisted on bullying and beating the young Yan Hanzhou. How did Yan Hanzhou get revenge?
It seems that not only was it pushed into the ant pit, which made people feel ashamed, but in the end, it seemed that they also sent exorcists from Southern Xinjiang to collect the broken souls of those people and imprison them in the weeping blood bottle, so that the souls of the other party would be tortured before they dissipated. Ended up suffering?
Moreover, after the soul has suffered such torture, it is completely unconscious. Even if it is lucky to have a great chance to be reincarnated in the next life, it can only be reincarnated as a fool with incomplete six senses!
……

Su Qinghuan thought of what happened to those people, and then thought about his behavior just now, Su Qinghuan was a little dazed.

She stared blankly at her hands.

It is said that slapping people does not slap people in the face, so the little fox felt a little guilty for a while, for fear that Yan Hanzhou would slap her back.

No, it's a trivial matter for Yan Hanzhou to slap her back, but what if it's really like the inhumane experience of those monks?

……

Just when Su Qinghuan was flustered, Yan Hanzhou suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

"I'm coming……"

Su Qinghuan closed her eyes a little apprehensively, almost thinking that she was also doomed.

Unexpectedly, Yan Hanzhou just put his palm on the face just slapped by her very gently and piously.

"Master...does it hurt?"

???

Boy, what kind of fairy question are you talking about?
Su Qinghuan became even more confused.

But Yan Hanzhou gently put down her hand, and blew on Su Qinghuan with his lips.

"Master, my disciple has rough skin and thick flesh. If you hit me with such a slender palm like yours, I am afraid that something will happen to you."

"..."

Crazy crazy!

This child is completely hopeless!

Looking at Yan Hanzhou's gentle and pathological eyes, this situation, no matter how you look at it, is creepy, right?
Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou's extremely handsome and crazy eyes, and felt that his soul seemed to be seen through by Yan Hanzhou.

All her words of condemnation and annoyance could no longer be uttered.

……

"Master, you also have a little liking for your disciples, don't you?"

Yan Hanzhou asked the question gently, his eyes dazzled.

Suddenly being confessed by such a "child", Su Qinghuan's ears turned pale, and she refuted harshly.

"It's just a master-student relationship!"

"Then if the master becomes a disciple, can it still be just a master-disciple relationship?"

Yan Hanzhou moved his finger down, and suddenly landed on the buckle of Su Qinghuan's skirt.

Feeling the soft touch of the young man's fingertips, the string in Su Qinghuan's mind suddenly snapped!
(End of this chapter)