Chapter 61

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 61"

weight="105863"

series = ["Certificate of Conformity"]

mode = "manual"

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In response to his body's disappointment, Chen Heng's face turned black into coal, but fortunately, a mask blocked his face so that his face was not too ugly. He didn't let go of Bai Qing's hand, but pulled it along. Bai Qing's figure became unstable and fell into the arms of a man.

A cold breath rushed over his face. He watched the man's mask magnify in front of his eyes, and a cold touch came from his forehead. Bai Qing was a little lost. When he recovered, he happened to meet the man's pitch black slightly. The smiling pupil.

"master."

He murmured, and the man's index finger was handed up, accompanied by a low-pitched voice—shhh.

The boy's dumb response clearly pleased Chen Heng. He opened his mouth and smiled, his voice low and sultry, "Don't talk, listen to me."

Bai Qing blinked up and down, indicating that he knew.

The warm touch on his lips made the boy's heart feel like being scratched by feathers, and there was a tingling itch. He opened his lips slightly, wanting to make a sound, but he didn't want this action as if he wanted a man. The fingertips were in the mouth, revealing an unspeakable ambiguity.

The little deer's heart bumped, his cheeks were burning with fire, Bai Qing didn't dare to move any more, but he couldn't control the tip of his tongue.

His move was extremely concealed, and the process lasted for less than half a second, and a slightly salty taste came from the tip of his tongue. He quietly squeezed his tongue, and a strange joy emerged in his heart.

Without seeing his abnormality, Chen Heng removed his fingers very naturally, his eyes filled with water and gentle bewitching, "Bai Qing, do you like me?"

Like it?

Bai Qing didn't know why the man asked him this question, nor how he should answer it. If you want to listen to the truth, he really likes him, and don't know why, there is a kind of magic in a man, and people just look at him and cannot help but want to take him as their own.

But at the same time, he also understood his current identity. He was just a low-status servant. The male pets around the master were all charming and charming, so how could he get him?

So Bai Qing lowered her eyes, and her voice was as soft as a cloud: "The master is so good to me, Bai Qing naturally likes the master."

"The liking I'm talking about is not the feeling of mentoring."

"..."

Although Bai Qing is young, he also understands that the person who speaks first on the balance of emotions is always inferior, so he just said in an unclear tone: "The disciple dare not."

Dare not like him?

Chen Heng's eyes flashed, his voice still soft like a spring breeze: "If I say I like you, would you like to stay by your teacher?"

These words, coupled with the man's watery eyes, made his heart beat in Bai Qing's ears.

However, his concentration is strong, and he is not easily deceived by the sweet words of men.

"Master has three thousand men's favorites, and the disciple has self-knowledge, please don't make jokes in vain." After that, Bai Qing paused, looking deep into his heart, "Otherwise, the disciple will take it seriously. "

Just to take him seriously.

Since half of Qi Wei's soul lives in Bai Qing's body, of course he will not be soft. He deceives Bai Qing's heart first. Anyway, he can't kill Bai Qing now, and Bai Qing and Xie Yuan are in the same situation. Just take this opportunity to make the relationship between the two worse.

Hearing that the boy didn't say anything to death, and still left three minutes, Chen Heng grabbed his right hand on his side and squeezed his fingers tightly.

"What if I am willing to dismiss all three thousand male pets?"

When these words came out, Rao Bai Qing had always been calm and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Is what he said true? Willing to give up three thousand male favorites for him?

As if he understood Bai Qing's inner thoughts, Chen Heng lowered his head, put his lips on the back of Bai Qing's hand, raised his eyes and looked directly at the boy, "I'm serious."

The hot lingering breath sprayed on the back of his hand, Bai Qing raised his face and looked at Chen Heng, facing the man's black pupils hidden behind the mask, he suddenly had an extremely bold idea.

"Can I see your face?"

There was a trace of surprise in Chen Heng's eyes, as if he didn't expect Bai Qing to make such a request.

Seeing that the man didn't say a word, Bai Qing knew that he was impulsive, but if he was really willing to take off the mask to show him, it means he was serious, after all, a man had never taken the mask off. Chen Heng didn't feel disgusted with Bai Qing's request. He wore a mask to completely obey the habit of the original owner. Even if someone saw the hideous scars on his face, strength was more important than his face.

"Since you insist on seeing it." Chen Heng looked at Bai Qing, "You come and take off the mask on my face." He deliberately didn't explain to Bai Qing the situation on Bai Qing's face. He just wanted to observe Bai Qing for a while. Reaction.

Swallowing nervously, Bai Qing sat up slightly, and the plain and slender fingers lifted up to fit the side of the mask. Since the first time he saw him, he has been curious about the face hidden behind the mask. Now his long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled. In his heart, he was expecting and uneasy for a while. After a pause, he finally picked it off slowly. Take off the mask on the man's face.

The texture of the mask is as hard and cold as ice, and the cold air lingers in the palm, but it is not as shocking as the scar that can be seen on the man's face.

He had guessed the man’s face countless times, and he was prepared to be terrible, but he did not expect that the man with a broken face would still be handsome and compelling. The scars that should have been imperfect fell on his face, ghostly. Coquettish, on the contrary, is more attractive.

"Scared you?"

A man's slightly self-deprecating voice came from beside him, and Bai Qing quickly shook his head, "No."

As he said, he couldn't help but lifted his fingertips to outline the outline of the scar. His movements were particularly cautious, as if using a little bit of force, he would tear the scar away. Chen Heng smiled low, reached out his hand to grab the back of the young man's hand, and put it on his cheek without shy.

"You have seen my face, can you tell me your answer now?"

His words were low-magnetic and dumb, and his eyes fell on the boy's face intently, trying to find clues from his face, Bai Qing lowered his head to avoid the man's eyes, his ear tips were reddish, and the sound was like an ant: " The disciple is willing."

That is to agree.

Chen Heng curled his lips with satisfaction, and without the cover of the mask, the blood scar was like a snake roaming on his face, highlighting the evil spirit of his temperament. He gently embraced Bai Qing in his arms, patted his back with his palm, "Okay, I will treat you well as a teacher."

Bai Qing leaned softly in his arms, with infinite joy in his heart, and he didn't see the creepy look in the man's eyes.

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When sleeping at night, Bai Qing had a dream.

He dreamed that the master was lying on the bed in a light gauze, with blue silk flowing down his head silently, which could be covered by his bare shoulders. The master's body is slender and flexible, and the honey-colored texture seems to be coated with a layer of light, smooth and delicate, which makes him love it. In the dream, he stretched out his hand towards the master uncontrollably, and the man under him did not resist, and even slowly opened his straight and slender legs...

Bai Qing held his breath motionlessly, and trembling fingertips stretched out towards the man's gauze around his waist.

He wanted to see the scenery inside.

Just when he was about to see the most secret place of the master, a white light flashed in front of his eyes. When Bai Qing opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed, his whole body was on fire, especially wet between his legs. It made him very uncomfortable.

Sitting up with the quilt in his arms, recalling the absurd spring dream just now, Bai Qing felt a little lost in his heart for a while. Almost, he was almost able to see the master. Putting away the feeling of disappointment and regret, Bai Qing slightly lifted the quilt, took a look, and waited for a moment when he saw the traces under his body.

Is he wetting the bed?

Bai Qing, who has not been taught about physiology, is at a loss with his quilt, his face is red and white, and the color is so wonderful. He seemed to be hit, his whole person was like an eggplant that had been beaten by wind and frost, sluggish, with drooping shoulders, sitting on the bed in a daze for a long time.

It took a long time before he came back to his senses, and lightly changed the clothes on his body, found the clean clothes that he had prepared long ago, and put on the dirty clothes and sheets and hugged them in his arms. ——He wants to destroy the evidence of his bedwetting.

On the big bed surrounded by draperies on the opposite side, the man seemed to be asleep, and Bai Qing tiptoed out of the door holding his clothes.

As he was about to reach the door, someone's hoarse and lazy voice sounded at the right time.

"Qing'er, why do you get up so early?"

Hearing the master calling him so affectionately, Bai Qing's heart could not be filled with sweet joy in the future, and was immediately confused by the man's next sentence, "It turns out to be washing clothes." Chen Heng muttered to himself in a low voice. In one sentence, his voice was soft enough to pinch water out: "You are my person now, how can you do such rough work?"

After that, he lifted the quilt and got up, stepped on the clogs to the boy's side, ignored the boy's stiff posture, and took the group back.

Bai Qing stood there stiffly, her lips squirming slightly, "Let me come."

Perceiving the unnatural look of the young man, Chen Heng hesitated, glanced at the bed sheet in his hand, suppressed his doubt, and said mildly: "You don't have to do this rough work anymore. I will order the person responsible for laundry to come. do."

But if someone finds that he wets the bed...

Bai Qing didn't dare to think about it any longer, bit her lower lip, still grabbing a corner of the fabric with her fingertips, and insisted: "Thank you, master, for your kindness, disciples can do it."

Why is Bai Qing, who was always obedient in the past, so stubborn today? Chen Heng glanced at the cloth in his arms again, and suddenly pulled out a pair of obscene trousers while the teenager was not paying attention.

"No." Bai Qing whispered, his heart beating to his throat.

Chen Heng held the corner of the trousers, his eyes fell to the middle of the trousers, where a suspicious white trace was stroked.

They were all men, of course he knew what it was, but—

Chen Heng paused and looked at Bai Qing's lower body with weird expressions. He just didn't expect this kid to develop very fast. Reminiscing that Xie Yuan still looks like a small carrot head, Chen Heng's mood is clear.