Chapter 72:

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 72:"

weight="105874"

series = ["Certificate of Conformity"]

mode = "manual"

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This is the first time a man has called his name by such an intimate name.

Xie Yuan's heartbeat slowed for a while, and then he began to study the deep meaning hidden in the man's words. Was it just a literal meaning to sleep on a bed? He didn't think deeply about it, lest he find out that he is passionate. In fact, since learning that the man poisoned him, Xie Yuan has no expectations of him.

"No need, just squeeze the disciples with the seniors."

If he was the previous one, he would definitely not wait to agree to it.

Just when he was thinking this way, the man on the opposite side once again said aloud: "Yuan'er, why do you need to be so polite with your teacher."

Xie Yuan settled down, bent down slightly, and replied to him respectfully and gracefully: "The disciple does not want to be polite with the master, but now everyone knows that Bai Qing is the future master, if someone knows that I live in the same room with the master, I am afraid It's misleading."

Chen Heng's heart was cold when he heard this.

Listening to the tone of Xie Yuan's speech, when he mentioned Bai Qing, he was very calm and did not show the slightest jealousy.

Did Xie Yuan really treat him purely as a master?

Thinking of this, Chen Heng paused, took the initiative to walk to Xie Yuan's side, and reached out to hold his plain white hand with a slight coolness, "Yuan'er, are you still blaming you for being a teacher?"

The young man's figure was shocked, his eyes fell on the fingertips of the two connected, he could feel the temperature from the man's palm, and the warm touch made him a momentary trance.

He hasn't touched the master's hand for a long time.

In the memory, the master's hand was so warm, and he wrapped his little hand firmly in his palm. At that time, he thought that as long as the master didn't let go of his hand, they could never separate. But later, Bai Qing appeared, the master let go of him, and instead took Bai Qing's hand, but his hand never warmed up.

Scenes from the past appeared in his mind like glimpses, Xie Yuan pursed his lips and wanted to pull his hand away. Chen Heng discovered his intention and simply held his hand to his mouth, using his lips. The upper skin touched the young man's fingertips.

"Why are your fingers so cold?" Chen Hengrou asked softly.

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes and stopped struggling. He only said: "Master, don't do these misunderstandings, I will take it seriously."

What Chen Heng wanted was Xie Yuan's change of heart. When he heard this, he curled his lips, and his long and narrow black eyes showed a young serious face.

"If you take it seriously, what will you do?"

Having said it so bluntly, the man is still pressing every step of the way, Xie Yuan understands that this is not his passion. Although he doesn't know the real intention of the man to show him positive, but for the next plan, he and the man have nothing to do with him.

So he gently broke free of the man's hand, his slender and white fingertips slowly rubbed the other's lips, and a soft and slippery touch came from the fingertips. Xie Yuan thought, don't know if these two lips tasted. What does it taste like. Thinking back to how the man had kissed Bai Qing passionately and violently, the ice-bound flame in Xie Yuan's heart had a faint tendency to reignite. He used his strength uncontrollably, and almost violently tugged at the man's lips.

There was a slight tingling sensation in his mouth. Chen Heng frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look at the opposite boy. At this time, Xie Yuan's brows were focused and gloomy. He stared at his lips motionlessly, and his slightly frowned brows showed that The owner is worried about what happened.

Chen Heng didn't know what Xie Yuan was thinking, nor did he stop Xie Yuan's presumptuous movements, until the tip of his tongue tasted a faint smell of rust, and he knew that his lips were broken by Xie Yuan's fingers.

I really don't know what this kid is going crazy.

Chen Heng stretched out his tongue to lick the wound on his lips, and inadvertently slid the boy's fingertips. Xie Yuan suddenly retracted his fingers and printed his lips. Resisting the urge to lick the blood beads off the man’s lips, Xie Yuan looked at the man’s dilated pupils without blinking. Those eyes were as deep as a pool, and he could not see any emotions.

He pressed his lips against the man’s lips, squirmed his mouth, and brushed his lips over the man’s lips, arousing the addiction in his heart, "Master, if you keep me overnight, I might do something to you that I can’t control myself Do you really think about it clearly?"

Chen Heng: "Yeah."

He was sure that Xie Yuan did not move, so he felt confident.

After getting the answer he wanted, Xie Yuan finally stopped suppressing himself, tasting the man's lips and tongue almost wantonly.

Chen Heng was very satisfied with the boy's enthusiastic reaction, because it means that Xie Yuan still has him in his heart, and then he only needs to get Xie Yuan's hard work. He plans to wait until he has captured Wulin Sect and returns to the Blood Palace to find another chance to attack Xie Yuan, so that the blood drawn is the freshest.

This Yuelai Inn is really not luxurious. There is a lotus-colored ink screen between the bathing crown and the bedroom. Through the thin silk brocade, the figure of the person on the opposite side is faintly visible.

At this time Xie Yuan was sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea with three or two tea leaves floating in his hand. The taste of the tea was lackluster, revealing the unique bitterness of old tea. He unconsciously turned the teacup, and subconsciously turned his eyes to it. On the fan screen, saw the slender and flexible body of the man on the canvas depicting the landscape.

This hazy and ambiguous picture is even more touching because there is no substantial sight of the naked/exposed body of the man. Xie Yuan began to dream about the man's appearance uncontrollably, and a few traces of restlessness appeared in his body that had been silent for a long time.

Doctor Di Jiang’s pharmacy is strong and domineering. In the past two years, he has never stopped taking medicine. What is gratifying is that his body has finally begun to develop. Although he did not meet his expectations, it has been much better than before. Big improvement.

At this moment, a strange feeling lingered around him, and there was a faint tendency to look up somewhere in him.

As the water splashed, Chen Heng slowly put on his clothes. His sixth sense had always been strong, and of course he could perceive Xie Yuan's eyes to follow him. He only wrapped the white shirt and fastened his belt loosely, and Chen Heng walked out of the screen. With sharp eyes, he happened to see Xie Yuan hanging down his head, avoiding his eyes.

Deliberately pretending to be ignorant, Chen Heng trimmed the skirts of his clothes, "I will let waiter change the bucket of water."

"No need." Xie Yuan said softly: "The disciple can just wash with the water that the master used."

Chen Heng gave a hum and smiled as Xie Yuan bowed his head and passed by him.

Through the screen, he saw Xie Yuan slipping his clothes into the wooden barrel, the silhouette that swayed in a hurry, thin and thin. Also, Xie Yuan lacks male hormones, no matter how much he does exercises, he can't get any muscles.

Chen Heng twitched at the corner of his mouth, rolled over and fell on the bed, resting his hands behind his head, and began to close his eyes to rest.

After about half a stick of incense, the sound of water in his ears gradually subsided. Chen Heng opened his eyes slightly, looking at the reflection of the young man on the screen with a bit of ecstasy. Although Xie Yuan was thin, his body proportions were good, his limbs were slender and slender, and the black shadows printed on the ink screen looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

Chen Heng blinked, and when Xie Yuan walked out of it, the corners of his mouth curled up to the right angle, watching the young man walking towards him with admiration. As he was about to go to bed, Xie Yuan was not dressed appropriately as usual, and his white brocade robe opened to the sides, revealing the delicate texture inside him.

Seeing this, his man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth paused for a second, and his smile was meaningful.

"Yuan'er, come to bed soon, don't catch a cold."

Xie Yuan responded, opened the quilt and lay down, but the man next to him asked in a rather strange tone: "Should you turn off the lights?"

He paused and turned to face the man, his scarlet lips parted slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "What do you think of the master?" There was a thin layer of mist in the eyes of the boy who said this. With his white cheeks, he followed a little beast who was begging for pleasure, who was pretending to be calm without experience.

Chen Heng found it interesting, and remembered that Xie Yuan was still in the state of a child, and with a joke mentality of wanting to see Xie Yuan making a fool of himself, he said slowly, "That's not going to stop."

"It's what the master says."

Xie Yuan's tone was faint, and he didn't seem to be embarrassed at all about what was about to happen, "Since the master is staying with me, if the disciple does something to the master, it shouldn't be offensive."

What does he want to do to him?

In other words, what can he do to him?

Chen Heng suppressed the surprised look in his eyes, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was warm.

"Yuan'er, I've done it so obviously, don't you still know the heart of being a teacher?" He still needs to stabilize Xie Yuan, and these love words that make him sore must still be said.

When Xie Yuan heard the words, he gave a wry smile, closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "The master's heart is too unpredictable, and the disciple dare not be affectionate."

It seems that Xie Yuan still didn't let his guard down.

Grabbing Xie Yuan's hand and placing it on his chest, Chen Heng said affectionately: "I know that I was with Bai Qing before and broke your heart, but I did this because of my difficulties, not true. like him."

"Bitterness?" The ending tone rose slightly, representing the master's doubts.

Chen Heng casually ridiculed an excuse, saying that White Clouds Mountain Village had the martial arts secret that he wanted. He took Bai Qing into captivity to let Bai Qing's father hand over the secret technique that was lost on the rivers and lakes. Xie Yuan seemed to be attentive, and did not ask much. When Chen Heng finished speaking, he held the man's hand backhand, "I believe you."

When the two got close, Chen Heng discovered that the pupils of the boy were not pure black, but light amber, as if they had gathered a clear and transparent spring.

The man rubbed the boy's hair, "When we go back, I will go and explain clearly to Bai Qing."

"Not in a hurry."

Xie Yuan shook his head slightly, and skillfully kneaded the man’s fingertips. At the end, he bent his index finger and scratched the man’s chest lightly, his voice was stained with a sweet and greasy breath, "Master, you haven’t had it for a long time. Hold me to sleep."

Chen Heng stretched out his hand and hugged Xie Yuan in his arms, "That's all right."

The boy shook his head dissatisfied, grabbed the man's hand and moved down, and finally stopped somewhere.

"How to do?"

He deliberately frowned and looked at someone who was like a wooden chicken with an innocent expression.

how come? Chen Heng lied to the stunned eyes, didn't he control the amount of medicine, Xie Yuan developed again in the next few years?

"Master? Master?"

Hearing Xie Yuan calling him, Chen Heng came back to his senses, with a smile on his face again, and the tail of his eyes raised slightly. Under Xie Yuan’s abruptly stiff gaze, he unceremoniously reached out and shook his hand, and tried it. Feel and size.

Well, the size needs to be strengthened, it seems that his poison is still useful.