Yu Zhengzong didn't look at his appearance. If he could hold it back, it would be useless no matter how carefully she observed her.

She closed her eyes and slowly opened her arms, waiting for Mianjin to come forward and change her clothes.

The entire main hall was so silent that there was no sound of breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps finally sounded in her ears.

One step, two steps, slowly approaching her.

But her heart froze with the sound of footsteps.

Without even opening her eyes, she knew who was standing in front of her.

The moment Mianjin's fingertips touched the belt around her waist, she almost couldn't help but rush forward and tear the hypocritical face to pieces with her hands.

Okay, okay.

Since Rong Shang can endure it so much, she wants to see how far he can endure it!

She adjusted her breathing, said nothing, and allowed Mian Jin to undress and untie her.

Mian Jin raised an eyebrow, raised his chin arrogantly, and looked at Rong Shang provocatively.

His fingertips rested on the belt, and with a gentle tug, the belt slipped down from his waist.

There was no expression on his face, and the palm hanging by his side moved slightly, and he picked up a Bodhi seed from the Bodhi bracelet on his wrist.

The moment Mianjin stretched out his fingers to the hem of her clothes, Bodhi seeds flew out from his fingertips and hit the sleeping point on the back of his neck.

There was only a "pop" sound, and when Yu Zhengtong opened his eyes, Mian Jin had already fallen softly to the ground.

She frowned, squatted down quickly, and put her fingers between his breath to try.

Seeing that he was still alive and seemed to have no bleeding or trauma, she raised her head and looked at Rong Shang: "What's wrong with him?"

Rong Shang shook his head: "Disciple, I don't know."

Yu Zhengzong glared at him: "How dare you say you don't know?"

He looked innocent: "I don't know."

Who knows, there were only three of them in the room, and she didn't move Mian Jin. Could it be that Mian Jin knocked herself out on her own?

Her face was ashen, but there was nothing she could do about him, so she could only scold him in her heart for being shameless.

After being silent for a long time, she stood still and walked towards him slowly: "Since he fainted, let me change my clothes instead."

His face was lowered and silent, like an old man sitting in meditation.

She sneered softly: "What Master said doesn't work anymore?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a little movement in Rong Shang.

He put down the bucket and rubbed his cold palms together, then gently twisted the corners of her clothes with his fingertips and gently pulled them to both sides.

After taking off his outer robe, he stopped and said, "If Master has nothing else to say, I will leave first."

Yu Zhengzong did not respond. She watched his long back gradually go away, and his steps sounded a little hasty.

The moment he opened the door, she chuckled: "I am a master for a lifetime and a father for a lifetime. I ask you to wait for my master to bathe and change clothes. Are you so perfunctory?"

Rongshang opened her thin lips slightly and sighed silently.

She pressed forward step by step, but she never thought about the consequences of letting him go back.

He retracted the arm that pushed the door and walked back toward her.

This time, he was not as cautious as before.

His big, well-defined palms covered the collar of her underwear. Whether intentionally or not, his slightly bent knuckles always brushed against her collarbone inadvertently.

Rong Shang squatted down and put his fingertips on the corners of his pants: "Continue?"

His tone was slightly gently, which made Yu's steamed heart unable to stop.

How can I continue in the obscene pants?

But if she stopped here, it seemed as if she had counseled.

When she was hesitant, Rong Shang hugged her directly, so surprised that she couldn't help but whispered: "What are you doing?"

Rong Shang slightly headed his head, and his head overwhelmed his head in her ear: "Master thinks, who is the disciple?"

For a while, Yu steaming, who can he be, he can't always be a birdman who came through the planets of Saiya.

He didn't wait for her to answer, but just put her thin lips against her smooth shoulders, and gently kissed: "How did Master forget, the disciples are a man."

No man can resist her to test.

Yu steaming was a little angry, she touched her two legs: "Anti -son! Let go of me!"

With a sentence 'man', he wanted to pretend to pretend to be amnesia, and then eat a tyrant meal for free?

What he thinks is so beautiful!

Of course, the Anti -Zi thought was beautiful. He endured it for seven years, and sent it to the meat on his mouth three times.

Rong Shang to the side of Tangchi and put her in.

Yu steaming thought that he was scolded by himself, and he hadn't just been relieved yet. In the next moment, there was a flying water splash in the soup pond.

The fog was tumbling, and the hot water wet his robe, and the wet fabric was close to his chest. He walked step by step, and his movements were calm.

Yu steaming wants to retreat, but she is the pool edge behind her. She has retreat.

Seeing that he got closer and closer, she had to go too much, gritting her teeth: "If you dare to touch me, I will ..."

The corner of the lip was slightly raised, and the cold fingertips stroked her cheek: "What is it?"

He leaned his body without any problem, and gently stabbed her jaw with his fingers: "Kill me? Or ... out of my door?"

Yu steaming was chosen by him.

Yes, how can she take him?

She had too late to think about it. His face was only one inch from her. She could only keep looking back to pull away from him.

The movement stopped, and he looked at the red diamond fabric in front of her. The slender arm walked behind her neck, and the slightly flexed norms were on the slender lace.

Yu steaming the screen holds his breath and put his arm in front of him: "Tolerant ... are you tolerated or steel?"

Rong Shang did not answer her, but just twisted the fingers of the strap and lifted it gently, the last piece of fabric fell.

Xu was not closed well, and a cold wind drilled into the temple with a turn, swaying the orange -red candlelight.

In the silent and silent air, the sound of unsatisfactory water sounded like Ganlin after the drought, which made the long drought field regain the new life.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was an exclaim in the screen: "Sleeping, sleeping still ..."

Rong Shang bite the cherry blossoms, he pulled gently between his teeth, and his pale palm wiped her tearful eyes: "It's a disciple's fault ..."

Yu steaming somewhat painful: "What?"

Rong Shang's fingertips slightly hooked, and raised his palm facing the candlelight.

When she saw his hand clearly, what seemed to be exploded in her head, her face was red like a cooked big lobster.

She pushed him away and climbed the edge of the pool sideways. She just wanted to escape from the place quickly. Who expected that as soon as he turned, he held his ankle ...

…

This time, she could no longer think of Mianjin.

Luan Palace, which was covered with frost and snow, seemed to be melting under the silvery moonlight, and the ice cicadas hiding somewhere were chirping softly.

In the corner of Luan Hall, a new green sprout sprouted quietly, showing infinite vitality.

When the sun shone into the palace, Yu Zhengzong rubbed his groggy eyes and subconsciously called out: "Rongshang..."

No one in the hall responded. She slowly sat up straight, and the brocade mattress slid down from her shoulders. A gust of cold wind blew in, making her sneeze uncontrollably.

She raised her reddish nose and glanced around. She didn't know where Rong Shang had gone, and Mian Jin had also disappeared.

Yu Zhengtong lowered his eyes, his warm white skin was covered with red marks of varying sizes, all of which were Rong Shang's masterpiece last night.

She covered her red face, fell heavily on the couch, and rolled back and forth holding the brocade mattress.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she kicked her legs up in the air: "Ahhhhh - Yu Zongzong, you are so worthless!"

It was obviously to test him, but somehow, he didn't admit a word, he just moved his hands and mouth, and she collapsed into a puddle of soft mud.

In the end, nothing came out, and Rong Shang spent the whole night in vain.

What a shame to her!

Yu Zhengzong was roaring when Rong Shang's low laughter came from the door: "Master is awake?"

Her movements suddenly stopped, and she quickly wrapped herself in the quilt, like making a rice dumpling, without even exposing her head.

Rong Shang was slightly startled when he saw her movements, and couldn't help laughing.

Is she shy?

I pestered him all night last night, but I feel shy now that I think about it.

Rong Shang was holding a cup of brown sugar and egg water and sat down on the edge of the couch leisurely: "Master, are you going to cover yourself to death?"

Hearing his slightly teasing tone, Yu Zhengzong opened the brocade mattress angrily and pulled out his collar: "Are you Rong Shang or Gang Lin?"

He looked at her with a calm expression and handed the porcelain bowl in his hand to her hand: "The disciple is Gangmen."

Yu Zhengzong: "..."

Her facial muscles twitched twice, she pushed the porcelain bowl back, her eyes opened angrily and she opened her mouth: "Ah——"

Rong looked hesitant: "This is not good."

Yu Zhengzong was annoyed, and she glared at him: "I don't care, I will eat it."

He ate her for nothing all night. He drank brown sugar water and couldn't he feed her a mouthful?
Chapter completed!