Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

Chen Zhou walked very fast, and Cen Jianshen followed behind him, looking very worried: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhou: "Nothing. I just thought that I wasted a chance to fight because the fight didn't happen. I was so anxious that I felt uncomfortable all over... I may need a few papers to comfort my wounded heart."

The master's face flushed, and he seemed to be feeling unwell. Cen Jianshen, the only person around him who could write papers, had a changing expression on his face and instantly distanced himself from him.

She laughed dryly: "Haha... Um, Master, then you go back and have a good rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Very good, you now use honorifics.

There was no joy in his tone, only sadness.

It seems that I am still not used to writing papers.

I'll increase my intensity when I get back.

Chen Zhou mercifully let her go. If Cen Jianshen knew that the consequence of letting her go at this moment would turn one paper into countless papers, she would definitely stay with her master no matter what.

Damn, write a paper, right? She loves it!

The sinking boat barely made it to a ray of light.

The owner still greeted him with a smile and was very enthusiastic, but Chen Zhou was not in the mood to talk to her at the moment. He just nodded and walked along the passage to the courtyard where they lived.

As soon as I entered the room, my legs went weak and I leaned against the door, shaking.

He relaxed for a while, then forced himself to stand up on his knees. The closer he got to the bed, the weaker his legs became, and the hotter his body became. He had to gasp for breath after every two steps.

His breath became hotter and hotter, and he felt his entire cheek burning. Something in his body awakened. He held on to the bed with trembling hands, and some images flashed through his mind.

The man's slender fingers gently slid across his palm and rested on his knuckles...

And then she held it and gently pulled it, her movements were relaxed but full of tension.

Chen Zhou was shocked: "......"

what happened? ?

Wake up, there are still sexual fantasy objects, right?

It’s definitely not his problem. It’s probably because the furnace is poisonous.

The sinking of the boat was like a thunderbolt.

Facts have proved that even if one has a heart that has been tempered by academics to be pure and free from desires, it cannot withstand the filth of a furnace-like body.

In the bathtub in the upper room of the Tianzi room, Chen Zhou soaked in the ice water and felt much more comfortable.

At this time, you still think of using physical means to solve the problem. Your brain is still healthy.

His disciple squatted by the pond, like a mushroom growing on the ground: "Master, are you really okay?"

Chen Zhou thought thoughtfully: "If you have too much free time, just freeze the water over there."

You can't just sit there and wait and do nothing.

Cen Jianshen was visibly sad, feeling like a wilted flower: "Master, my water spirit root is not used to freeze the pond..."

She felt deep malice.

The young Lord of Mihe City is doing the work of servants here. Who would believe it if this were told to others? ?

But Master looks really good right now.

His hair fell into the water, and his clothes were all soaked in the water, like floating algae. There were strands of hair on his cheeks. Woohoo, this wet eyes, this frowning little expression, she was almost dizzy with his cuteness.

If Cen Jianshen was born in modern times, she would clearly realize that she is a mother fan of the Master. Unfortunately, she was born in this female-dominated world where vocabulary is somewhat scarce, and she can only say it in her heart.

Chen Zhou soaked in the pool for a while, and when he felt the heat in his body had subsided, he came out.

Nearly an hour later, several other disciples came back stealthily.

To be honest, they are really bad at hiding the truth.

Ji Yunmeng's vomiting sounds lasted almost the entire night, making it impossible not to notice.

The shock of watching the performance was quite great, and none of the disciples got up the next morning.

It was almost noon when Jiang Chuhe, who was hungover, knocked on their door and Ji Yunmeng dragged her weak body out of bed.

"Did you find out anything yesterday?"

Yun Cheng sighed helplessly: "She kept vomiting, and we all took care of her."

Ji Yunmeng said weakly: "I didn't mean it... Ugh... It's just too..."

It’s too heavy.

She rolled her eyes, and Dugu Xi took out a bag very skillfully: "Spit it out."

In just one night, they had developed a revolutionary friendship.

Jiang Chuhe was still out of state and looked dazed.

"What kind of performance is it exactly? Is it that scary?"

Ji Yunmeng suddenly grabbed her hand, tears flashing in her eyes, as if she had met a fellow traveler: "You don't know, I tell you, that performance is *&...%￥@￥%...&*&"

...

"do you understand me?"

Jiang Chuhe expressed deep sympathy: "I understand..."

She changed the subject, "The Sword-wielding Elder is also going to take us there today. I heard that someone from Yixiantian recommended it to him."

She looked at Ji Yunmeng with an almost pitiful look: "Are you okay?"

Ji Yunmeng fainted directly: "......"

This world is so scary.

I really want to go back to instrumental music.

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The second time he went there was completely different from the first time which was very secretive. Chen Zhou was led by the people from Yixiantian and sat on the third floor of Juqian Pavilion as the highest-level guest.

The view here is excellent, and all the scenes below the stage can be seen at a glance.

It turns out that things that are made with money are good things.

The masked man who let them go yesterday was also on the third floor and glanced in their direction.

The sinking boat remained calm.

Today, with the help of glasses, he is fearless.

It’s just that the disciples from the other sects seem quite uncomfortable.

Ji Yunmeng's eyes were empty and lifeless, and her soul had left her body.

That expression is quite interesting.

After sitting down, you always have to eat or drink something while watching the show.

Without the need for his master to remind him, Cen Jianshen began: "Give us a portion of all the signs here."

"Everyone?"

This was a strange question, but Cen Jianshen had no doubt at all and nodded.

Of course everyone must be treated equally!

After a while, someone started serving food and drinks to the private room where they were sitting, and a group of people pushed open the door and walked in.

They dispersed one by one and went to different people.

Chen Zhou, who thought they were service staff, did not show any strange expression.

Until he was suddenly touched by someone.

Chen Zhou was still a little confused when the masked man opened the curtain and stepped into the room behind the group of people.

She seemed to be in a good mood today, and looked relaxed and comfortable with a folding fan in her hand.

After looking around, she spoke slowly.

"I didn't expect that the Sword Sect's Sword Master would have such a hobby."

What hobby?

Chen Zhou looked back at the man who was holding his arm.

The other person was kneeling and looking up at him. Chen Zhou discovered that he was a young boy with smooth and moist skin under his cloak. His legs were long and straight. He was not wearing any trousers or robes, only a cloak that half-covered him. When he glanced down, he could see his long legs crossed and uncovered.

His skin was snow-white, and his facial features were delicate and feminine. Chen Zhou didn't say anything. He just looked at Chen Zhou, not daring to move, and even showed a pitiful smile in public.

I go! !

Chen Zhou pulled his arm back instantly.

Then he pushed up his glasses with trembling hands.

On the other side, Jiang Chuhe of the Beast Taming Sect was trembling with fear: "What is this...?"

It was the first time I was taken to a brothel by a male teacher, it was quite special.

The remaining three looked embarrassed. They glanced at the handsome man in their arms and pushed him away with great pain.

Then she pretended to be strong and straightened her clothes.

Heart is bleeding.

In fact, this is really not their intention! !

Cen Jianshen looked dazed: "...Master, I didn't know they had this kind of service..."

She said it was the signature dish here, give them one!!

How come there are still people here? !