Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Xing Chen looked up at him, deep longing in his eyes.

Xuanluo touched the corners of his eyes with his fingertips and caught the big tears.

"Xing'er, do you blame me?"

Xing Chen didn't say anything, just kept looking at him. After a while, he nodded gently.

Strange.

His appearance finally revealed a little bit of the perverseness in his little world.

Xuanluo held him in his arms, "Master, I'm sorry. I made the baby suffer."

Xing Chen shook his head in his arms, then shook his head again as if afraid that he didn't see it, then reached out and hugged Xuan Luo's waist tightly.

"Hello, Master." His voice was slightly hoarse. "Master is the best."

"Little fool." Xuanluo kissed his forehead lovingly, his voice sounding like a sigh.

Xuan Luo's soft lips fell on his forehead, and Xing Chen finally felt something real.

The fragments and clones in the small world finally merged with Xuanluo in front of them at this moment.

This is his master.

She is also his lover.

Xingchen rubbed against Xuanluo's arms, touching the ice silk on his body, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why are you still wearing this?"

Xuan Luo lowered her eyes to look at him, and was pleased by the way he rubbed against her arms. A smile appeared in her eyes.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Xing Chen lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him, "How is that possible? Of course that's not what I meant."

"What does that mean baby?"

Xing Chen hesitated and asked, "You wear ice silk... to suppress your anger?"

Xuanluo nodded, "After all, the main body is fire, so it's better to suppress it."

Xing Chen lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, "Oh."

Xuanluo turned his head to look at him, "Hmm?"

"With me here, do you still need Bing Xiao's pressure?" His voice was so soft that it was almost completely inaudible.

Xuanluo leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Baby, I can't hear you, speak louder."

Xing Chen's ears turned red again.

Uh……

He found that it was more difficult to tease Xuan Luo now than in the small world.

There was always an inexplicable sense of guilt that would rush towards him from time to time.

"I did not say anything."

Xuan Luo felt a little regretful. His whole heart was on Xing Chen now, so of course he heard what he just said.

He deliberately teased Xing Chen to talk because he felt that the little guy was much more nervous when facing him than when he was in his own little world.

This feels a bit subtle.

After all, he is not one of those fragments in the small world, where one does not remember the affairs of the other. This feeling of knowing everything and being left out alone in the end is not very good.

Xuanluo even began to feel a little jealous of the clones in the small world.

Even though I knew that was me, I still felt unhappy.

He leaned over to look at his perfect face in the stream, feeling a little disgusted.

How can a face that even your own baby doesn’t dare to like be a good one?

He turned around and pinched a new face for himself.

Xing Chen raised his head: "..."

startled.

I almost kicked the person out subconsciously.

Xuanluo had a strange face on his face and asked him seriously: "Baby, do you think this face is okay? Do you like it?"

Xing Chen looked at him incredulously, "Master, is it inconvenient to use your own face?"

Hyun-rok said something surprising, "It's mainly about whether it's convenient for you to use it."

"?" Xing Chen said that he didn't understand.

"Baby, do you think I'm easier to get close to like this?"

Xing Chen groaned: "Master, do you want us to keep things fresh and different every day?"

Well, just think about waking up every morning and seeing a strange face on the bed. That would be really exciting.

Xuanluo vaguely felt that the two people were thinking about different things.

Xing Chen said seriously: "Master, if this is your plan, then you should change it later. I still want to see Master's own face now."

Xuanluo reminded him, "Baby, you don't have to be so serious."

"...Oh," Xing Chen blinked, "Maybe I just came back and need some time to adapt. Master, please rest assured, I will... um..."

Xuan Luo sighed, turned back to his own face, lowered his head and covered the little guy's lips.

Really, why are you looking for shortcuts? If the child can’t adapt, then just teach him yourself.

If one day doesn’t work, try two days; if two days doesn’t work, try three days; if three days doesn’t work, try three months.

He didn't believe that Xing Chen could still be serious with him after not letting his baby get out of bed for three months.

Would he then hold the quilt to cover his body, put on a stern face and say to himself: Master, we can't do this, you are the master, you can't just teach me this every day. If we continue at this intensity, sooner or later one of us will break down, so Master, can I set a time limit for us?

……

As Xuanluo thought about it, he suddenly felt that this was quite interesting.

As expected, his treasures are always fun.

Xingchen's heart was beating fast. Xuanluo's tongue came out and he secretly opened his eyes to glance at Xuanluo.

There is a secret excitement and excitement in my heart.

It seems that I need to confirm again and again, this is Xuanluo, this is Master.

He was kissing me actively.

We...we are one, we have already become one.

Even though he still looks like a cold and elegant lady, he is already mine.

Besides, he is not aloof at all.

...He should still be that impatient guy, like a hungry wolf pouncing on his food as soon as he sees me, right?

Xuanluo quickly gave him the answer.

The two kissed passionately for a while, Xuanluo hugged Xingchen in his arms, turned around and took him to the courtyard in the mountains.

The courtyard is built with winding corridors, and apart from the chirping of insects and birds, no human voice can be heard.

Xuanluo held Xingchen in his arms and pushed open the door of a nearby room in the huge courtyard. Opposite the door was a square carved wooden table.

He carried Xing Chen to sit on him, and without saying a word, he raised his hands to untie Xing Chen's clothes.

The door and windows were open, and a breeze blew through the yard, causing the branches of flowers on the wall to sway gently.

"Master," Xing Chen's voice was a little anxious, pushing away Xuan Luo's hand, "Close the door."

He was afraid that someone would pass by and see their ridiculous appearance.

It would be fine for him, but he would never let anyone else see the Lord God in this state.

Xuanluo held his hand and kissed his palm.

"Don't be afraid, no one else can come in here."

Xing Chen was still a little worried, "Where is this?"

"Hundred Demons Mountain."

Xing Chen was stunned, "Demon world?"

Xuanluo nodded.

"Why are we here?"

Xuanluo bit his lips in dissatisfaction, "Baby, do you think it's appropriate to talk about this at this moment?"

Xingchen is in a particularly contradictory state.

On the one hand, he longed for Xuanluo to pounce on him and eat him, but on the other hand, he felt that it was not a good idea to be too hasty having just returned.

He stammered and asked, "Actually, didn't we just end up in the small world?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, because as soon as he said it, he hit Xuanluo's foot.

It was still unbalanced just now.

"He is him, and I am me. Don't confuse us."

Xing Chen: “…”

It must be my imagination, why does the vinegar smell so strong?

"It's his business if he's full. I'm still hungry."

Xing Chen: “…”

No, he needs to sort out his thoughts.

According to Xuanluo's trick, next time when I can't stand it anymore and don't let him come, will he change his face to those other people and then shamelessly come to me and say that others are full but he is still hungry?

How should I put it? I feel like he wouldn't be able to do such a thing in front of his master, but if he were to do so in front of the other people, he would definitely be able to do such a thing.

Then in the days to come...

Xing Chen expressed his anger, "Master, you can't bully people like this."

He still calls me Master, in the small world he calls me husband and hubby, but in the main world, only Master remains.

Really, if you don’t bully your own baby, who else should you bully?

"What did you call me?"

"Master."

The coat is gone.

"Shout again."

"Master...honor."

The undershirt is gone.

"Keep shouting."