I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 575 575. Acting

"Then?"

Freya raised her eyes lightly and looked at the student.

"It's naturally impossible for Mr. Ye Lidong to apologize, so after that, the puppet with the same face as you will forcefully kiss me, take a video of it, and send it to Mr. Ye Lidong."

Xia Feng took two more steps forward and came directly to the woman.

The peaks that were about to come out pushed the pure white collar up high, and the arc was full, almost touching his chest.

Xia Feng stared straight ahead without changing his expression, his cold and charming face slightly raised, frowning and staring seriously.

Freya found that this student seemed to have grown a little taller, and his face and temperament were more mature. It had only been more than a year, and the childishness of the student had completely dissipated.

She raised her burgundy eyes calmly: "But now that the puppet has been destroyed by you, the plan can no longer continue."

Xia Feng's eyes moved downward.

Her long burgundy hair is tied up from her thin shoulders and hangs down on the top of the clouds. The scarlet-red scabbard is held firmly among the peaks of the clouds, like a heavenly sword that suppresses mountains and rivers.

Under Teacher Fu's gaze, he slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the knife.

Teacher Fu subconsciously hugged her hard.

Xia Feng just glanced at her and took the long knife away with a strong force. She was forced to let go and lost her sense of security.

"clatter--"

Freya subconsciously glanced at the long knife placed against the wall. Before she could say anything, the student in front of her had already stepped forward.

Her hands and wrists were forcibly pressed to the wall above her head, her neck was tilted back, and her pupils dilated slightly.

Xia Feng looked at the cold and pretty girl close at hand.

There is also a drop of charming tear mole under the burgundy colored contact lens. His expression is tense, as if he is a little angry, and his face is straight as he scolds displeasedly: "Xia Feng, what are you doing!"

Xia Feng could feel the soft cake in front of his chest that he had compacted, like two moon disks on the horizon, which he suppressed easily.

His heart beat inexplicably faster, but he looked serious and said in a deep voice, as if making a suggestion: "Teacher Fu, since the puppet is gone, I will do it myself. What do you think of this method?"

"I am your teacher!" Freya still maintained a straight face, frowning seriously.

But before she could say anything else, Xia Feng had already picked up the binding props that had been prepared on the ground.

They are two long magnetic locking chains that seal spiritual pressure, and a recording stone.

Xia Feng threw the photo stone far away, then looked back and said: "Teacher Fu, you are in a good state now. Remember to be more angry later. You want to show how disappointed you are for me as a student."

"." Seeing that he really wanted to start immediately, Freya looked slightly nervous, "Wait, wait! Xia Feng, the teacher is not ready yet—"

The words came suddenly, because Xia Feng had already forcibly fastened the lock rings on her wrists, and then the other end of the chain was thrown away and pierced into the stone wall at the top of the cave.

Her arms were forced to open in a large shape, and her body was slowly stretched ten centimeters. Her toes were on point under her loose martial arts uniform.

Her cold little face was tense, and she struggled for a moment. Xia Feng had already walked around to the stone steps behind her and suddenly leaned against her.

The two long legs under her robe subconsciously stood up together, her toes touching the ground were slightly exerted, and a low voice full of masculine flavor sounded in her ears, but it was teasing and disrespectless: "Teacher Fu, I didn't expect you to have this day." Ah~"

"?" Xia Feng had respected her in the past. Freya was a little uncomfortable with the current tone. Just as she was about to turn away, Xia Feng's serious voice message sounded in her heart: "Teacher, don't be in a daze and react."

"."    Seeing that the idiot teacher was still confused, Xia Feng had an idea and started taking pictures of the stone. He stretched out his hand to press her flat belly, leaned forward hard, and smiled softly:

"Why, Teacher Fu hasn't seen the students for so long. Doesn't she know the students?"

"!" Freya suddenly felt a burning sensation in her diaphragm running from her tail vertebrae to the back of her neck. She tilted her thin neck back, her ears became red with embarrassment, she tilted her head and glared angrily, her cold face covered with frost: "You bastard—get out of my way!"

As she spoke, she began to twist her waist left and right, struggling desperately.

I don’t know why, seeing Teacher Fu like this, Xia Feng felt inexplicably excited!

His eyes dimmed, and he pressed Freya's soft belly firmly again.

Her body was completely pressed upward, her thin lips came to the delicate earlobe with fallen hair, and she smiled evilly: "Teacher Fu, you can shout, but it's a pity that in this wilderness, even if you shout, no one will break your throat." Come and save you!”

".!" Freya's scalp became tighter and her heartbeat became faster and faster, as if a big hand was holding her heart tightly, making it impossible for her to breathe.

She tilted her head, continued to glare, and her tone was out of anger: "Xia Feng! Teacher didn't expect you to be this kind of person, I really misjudged you!!"

As soon as she said these harsh words of reprimand, she felt that Xia Feng behind her seemed to be short of breath, and her body became hot and hot.

Her thighs were stiff, and the man who was pressing her lower abdomen from behind suddenly raised his big hand and clasped her cold and pretty dimple, forcing her to raise her face higher.

The crystal toes that were struggling to touch the ground became harder and harder, and the belly of the toes turned white.

Damn it, you bastard!

The student whispered into her soft and hot ears, and asked with great interest, "So Teacher Fu, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"I don't care what kind of person you were originally! Now you are just a pig in the cesspool, a disgusting insect, and a lowly bastard!"

Leng Han's voice was angrily scolding, and Freya was struggling to get on the ground. She was indeed a little angry now. This bad student was imprisoned just for the sake of imprisoning her, and he pulled her off the ground for nothing, making her whole body uncomfortable and tight.

Hearing Teacher Fu suddenly curse so many swear words, Xia Feng was stunned for a moment. Without waiting for a reaction, he saw the beautiful eyes of the cold and charming face in front of him glanced at him, his burgundy pupils full of disgust and contempt.

"Why, my pig student, you won't be happy with being scolded by the teacher, right?"

".!"

Seeing that the student was restrained by her, Freya sneered: "Xia Feng, the teacher gives you one last chance. Now, let me go immediately! Otherwise, if Lord Ye Lidong finds out, you will die without a burial—— Uh~!”

Before she could finish her cold words of reprimand, Xia Feng inserted his index and middle fingers directly into her red lips.

Her burgundy colored contact lenses expanded again, and her charming little face was visibly stained with crimson.

"Ha~ I have no interest in continuing to listen to your scolding. It's time to get down to business, my dear Teacher Fu!"

Xia Feng's voice was light and mocking in her ears. Her small tongue was pulled out by Xia Feng's fingers, and it was drooped facing the shadow stone in the distance.

Leng Yan's little face turned red.

"Come on, Teacher Fu, smile~"

Xia Feng deliberately pulled her tongue, hugged her slender waist, and smiled in her ear, "Your husband is opposite the photo stone. Say hello to your husband."

The photo stone cannot be broadcast live, but can only be recorded holographically. When Ye Lidongjun watches the video, it is indeed equivalent to seeing the scene here face to face.

Thinking of this, the round thighs under Freya's robe subconsciously tightened again. Her pink toes, which were on the ground, were bent harder, and her skin became sensitive. She felt Xia Feng's hot breath behind her ears becoming thicker and heavier. .