My master is obedient and soft

"what!"

Zheqing suddenly woke up from the dream and sat up from the bed.

Under the body is a brocade quilt as soft as clouds, and outside the delicate bed curtains are burning ambergris... He is not in the dungeon.

Cold sweat had already soaked his whole body, and the white underwear, which had become somewhat transparent, stuck to his body, with thin muscles covering his thin bones, Zheqing was panting heavily, and his chest heaved rapidly.

"woke up?"

Zheqing turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw Wen Yuan sitting on the table next to the bed with her head propped on one hand, looking at him with a half-smile.

The person in the dream appeared in front of him alive at this moment, which made Zheqing feel a little unreal.

Wen Yuan stood up and walked in front of Zheqing.

The tall figure blocked the sunlight from the window, Wen Yuan's temperament was mature and dangerous, almost completely different from the youth in his dream.

Wen Yuan stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the sweat-soaked lock of black hair sticking to Zheqing's cheek.

The trembling eyelashes brushed Wen Yuan's fingers, itching.

"When the master fell asleep, he kept calling the disciple's name."

Zheqing didn't speak.He and he broke up the relationship between master and apprentice hundreds of years ago, and now they are called this way, as if those things never happened between them.

The chin was grabbed and raised, and Zheqing was forced to face Wen Yuan's face: "In the dream, Master called me A Yuan, just like before."

"Still shouting no."

"I guess, Master must have dreamed 300 years ago."

Wen Yuan's eyes gradually darkened: "Could it be that Master also misses the way we were before?" He paused and continued, "Or... Master now finally regrets that day when he knocked me down in the Nightmare Domain with a sword, and regrets that day. Every day he keeps saying that he wants to break up with me."

At this time, Zheqing has completely woken up from the nightmare just now, and his thoughts have returned to the cage. He is clear about the cause and effect, but at this moment he puts on the same ruthless appearance as the person in the dream.

"No," Zheqing said lightly, "I have never regretted it."

The appearance of the person in front of him is no different from the expression on the day he fell to Xiantai 300 years ago, so lofty and indifferent, so indifferent, so ruthless and cruel, the cold sword pierced his body, Zheqing said that he never regret.

Wen Yuan looked at him, and the blood all over his body became cold.

The strength in his hands increased unconsciously, until he heard Dao Zheqing's muffled grunt in pain, he regained his thoughts, and Wen Yuan loosened the hand that clamped his chin.

Rubbing the red fingerprint on Zheqing's chin with his thumb, Wen Yuan said with a smile: "Master's body is really delicate and tender, without any tossing, it turns red when you pinch it, and it hurts when you touch it. It looks really disgusting..."

Zheqing didn't say any more, Zheqing heard the humiliating meaning in his words, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help biting his lips.

Wen Yuan looked at him looking like he wanted to explode after being insulted but endured it, his heart felt a burst of joy, and he couldn't help but intensify.

With his long fingers, he picked Zhe Qing's belt, Wen Yuan had changed the underwear for him, the belt was already loosely tied, but it was almost untied after a while of tossing.

Zheqing was sweating, and the thin underwear was sticking to his body, which made him uncomfortable, and Wen Yuan's movements made his whole body tense.

"What are you doing?" Zheqing kept his voice steady, so as not to let Wen Yuan hear that his voice was trembling.

But he didn't know that in Wen Yuan's eyes, his appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy was a bit criminal.

The once lofty immortal is now very fragile, sitting on the demon's bed with a disheveled front, a thin blush at the end of his eyes, looking at him annoyed, ashamed and frightened, biting his lips stained with water light.

Wen Yuan couldn't help getting closer to him, and whispered: "Master, you are so clean..."

"The disciple wants to dirty you."

Zheqing's eyes widened for a moment, he never thought that there was such a straightforward and fiery desire in Mozun's fiery eyes, even the string of rationality in Zheqing's mind was almost broken, he hurriedly wanted to Fleeing, shrinking back uncontrollably.

"You... arrogant!"

He kept resisting, like a frightened rabbit.

It took Wen Yuan a little self-control to restrain himself from doing something uncontrollable here, but his master is so tempting without knowing it, and he is really testing him as a demon.He coughed lightly, and said: "Master, don't be afraid, I won't move you today."

Zheqing looked at him vigilantly, but he still didn't relax.don't move him?Even if you take off all his clothes, you still can't talk to him? !

Zheqing secretly thought... Could it be that he can't do it.

The biggest insult to a man is to say that he can't do it, let alone a disciple who has become a demon. This should never be known to his little disciple, for he is afraid that he will be punished on the spot.

His forehead was flicked, Zheqing said "Ouch", and heard Yuan say, "What are you thinking?"

"……No."

Zheqing clutched his forehead that was hit by him, the sleeve of his inner jacket slid down a part due to his raising his ribs, exposing his scarred wrist that was worn by black iron before.

The wound had not been medicated, and some bruises had appeared around it, and those marks covered his thin and white wrist bones, as if he had been abused.

Wen Yuan frowned, ignored Zheqing's resistance, and grabbed his wrist.

In the next second, cold lips were attached to his wound.

Wen Yuan was licking his wound.

The warm and smooth tongue lightly touched Zheqing's wrist, and gently sucked kisses along his wound. Zheqing was so shocked that he forgot to move, and stared blankly at this scene.

The moist and hot long tongue penetrated into the red and swollen wound and licked his soft flesh carefully. It was crispy and itchy. While licking his wrist, Wen Yuan raised his eyelids to look at him. Those eyes gave Zheqing a layer of goosebumps all over his body. .

"Ugh... it's so itchy."

His wrist was trembling as he wanted to pull it out of Wen Yuan's hand, but he held it even tighter. Zhe Qing had no choice but to freeze, blushing, watching Wen Yuan finish licking his hand carefully and forcefully licking it. the other wrist.

Wen Yuan finally let him go after both hands were served.

The wounds that have been licked still have a numb feeling. The saliva of the demons has the effect of healing the wounds. Usually when they are injured, they will often lick the wounds themselves. Zheqing knows this Yes, but it was the first time someone did this to him, and he still felt embarrassed.

What he doesn't know is that although the demons have time to heal themselves, if they lick the wounds for others, unless that person is his partner.

Wen Yuan said: "Don't get wet these few days, if you need anything, just summon the palace servants to bring it in." Ever since Zheqing moved into his bedroom, there were suddenly many palace servants in the previously cold room .

Zheqing wanted to say that I don't need to come by myself, but seeing Wen Yuan's expression, he suddenly didn't say anything.

"However, master, don't even try to escape. This place is heavily guarded. Even if you can get out of this demon palace, you will never be able to escape from the demon world."

Wen Yuan called a palace man in and gave him an order, and that man immediately turned around and left the bedroom, and when he came back not long after, he was holding a brocade box respectfully in both hands.

Wen Yuan took the brocade box, opened it, and inside lay a sapphire bracelet.

The bracelet is not ordinary at first glance, the surface is light and clear, the jade is silky and free of impurities, like a pool of clear water filled in a brocade box.A trace of red silk was mixed into the clear water, like a smear of blood enchantingly entwining the radiant green beauty.

Wen Yuan held on to Zhe Qing's wrist, and put the bracelet on his wrist.

Zheqing was afraid that he was wrong, but he actually saw a trace of piety in Wen Yuan's eyes.

Wen Yuan caressed the sapphire lightly, for 300 years, his dream of seeing Zheqing wear this jade bracelet has finally come true.He said softly: "It looks good."

"Like it?"

It was indeed very beautiful, Zheqing saw such a beautiful bracelet for the first time, he didn't know what Wen Yuan was going to do, so he nodded hesitantly.

"Give it to you."

Zheqing always felt that the red ripples inside the jade bracelet seemed to be moving, with a subtle red light shining coquettishly.

Seeing that Zheqing had been staring at the red color in the jade bracelet, Wen Yuan explained: "Actually, this is a piece of immortal jade, without variegated colors."

"The red you see is blood," Wen Yuan said, "I have put my heart and blood into this jade."

Zheqing suddenly realized, it turned out to be the case, but...why did Wen Yuan do this, was it just for the sake of looking good?

As if to answer his doubts, Wen Yuan smiled and said: "In this way, as long as Master keeps wearing this jade bracelet, no matter where I go, I will sense it."

"Master will never run away again."

Zhe Qing was startled, looked up, and saw the paranoid twinkle in Wen Yuan's eyes, his heart trembled slightly with the strong possessive desire.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yuan raised his hand and pinched a curse, the curse penetrated into the sapphire in an instant, the blood in the jade bracelet suddenly flashed a strong red light, the red light reflected Zheqing's face, after a while Only then is silence.

Then Zheqing realized that his cultivation base was slowly losing.

Only then did he realize: "You..."

Wen Yuan nodded: "In order to prevent Master from being misbehaving or doing anything to hurt me, let's temporarily seal up Master's cultivation base. Qing Xianzun, I still have to guard against it."

"Who knows if Master will stab me again when I'm not prepared?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the atmosphere froze in an instant. This was something that they couldn't bring up.

The air was quiet for a while, no one spoke, Wen Yuan was the first to break the silence, and said: "Master, please rest here, if you have any orders, just summon the palace servants, don't think about escaping, you probably won't think about it again." I'll lock you up with black iron chains."

After Wen Yuan left, Zheqing still sat on the bed without moving for a long time. He stroked the jade bracelet on his wrist and tried to take it off several times, but finally put down his hand and sighed.

His little apprentice has changed, he is no longer as cute as he was when he was a child, and now he will only bully him in different ways.