My master is obedient and soft

After the Great War between Immortals and Demons, the Immortal Realm was left to waste. Since then, Zheqing has gone to Nightmare Realm, and this is the first time she has returned.

He was dragged by Wen Yuan with chains all the way, Wen Yuan didn't have a sword, he walked so fast that Zhe Qing could hardly keep up with him.

The black iron chain was too heavy and tied too tightly, Zheqing's wrist hurt from being strangled.

You don't need to look to know that the circle around his wrist must be red now.

Along the way, there are many palaces in the fairy world, which are similar to before, but the difference is that Zheqing followed Wen Yuan all the way, but he didn't see a single person.

The empty fairy world reveals a breath of death, and Zheqing feels uneasy in his heart. He searches with his eyes, trying to find a figure.

There really isn't.

This is very strange, even when they were outside the barrier just now, they didn't see a single person, not even the gatekeeper.

The iron chain was pulled violently suddenly, Zheqing's wrist hurt, and Wen Yuan's sudden movement caused him to stagger unexpectedly.

"You..." Zheqing said.

However, before he could finish speaking, Wen Yuan seemed a little impatient, suddenly turned around, found a palace at random, and kicked the palace door heavily.

With a sound of "bang", the door of the hall opened wide, Zheqing looked up and saw the words "Qufang Hall" written on the door.

The name sounds like a woman's residence, which fairy's palace is this? ...Why did Wen Yuan break into other people's boudoir? !

Before Zheqing could think about it, Wen Yuan dragged him and threw him on the bed.

Suddenly being thrown, Zheqing was dizzy, before he got up from the bed with support, Wen Yuan put one hand on his chest and pushed him down on the bed again.

Wen Yuan propped himself on top of him, looked down at Zheqing, the hand on his chest touched his chest twice as if teasing, and then pinched his cheek.

Wen Yuan's eyes flashed with triumph, and he said, "You lost."

Zheqing said calmly: "Yes."

Did not get the expected answer, Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then increased his strength in his hands, and seeing Zheqing's brows wrinkled as he wished, he repeated in a low tone: "You lost!"

"So, what do you want?" Zheqing asked back.

This was actually stuck by Wen Yuanwen, he looked a little dazed, and the ruthlessness just now was diluted a lot.

Zheqing looked at his appearance and felt that he was a little pitiful now.

Zheqing asked, "What year is it now?"

Wen Yuan paused: "I...don't know."

"Then why did you arrest me?" Zheqing asked again.

Knowing this question, Wen Yuan immediately recovered his vicious demeanor, gritted his teeth and said: "Because I hate you, I hate you to death!"

"Hate me for what?"

"I hate you... I hate you for leaving me, you don't want me... You are simply, you are not worthy of being a master! Zheqing, do you know how I have lived all these years!"

Zheqing sighed, and looked up at Wen Yuan, who was like a little mad dog. I really don't remember, I was really confused.

He glanced around the hall from the corner of his eye, but saw no one there.

The chin was pulled back forcefully, Wen Yuan said: "This seat is talking to you! Look at me!"

Zheqing was a little dumbfounded: "Okay."

He held out his bound hands before his eyes, and the chains rattled.

"Can you untie it for me? It hurts."

Wen Yuan said loudly: "No!"

Zheqing: "..."

The emerald green bracelet was still on his wrist at this time, sliding along the thin wrist bone, and Wen Yuan saw the flashing red blood within it.

He picked up Zheqing's hand and looked at the jade bracelet in surprise: "When did you wear this on your hand?"

Zheqing blinked: "You gave it to me."

"You're lying, I didn't give you this thing..." Wen Yuan murmured, "It's strange, it's obvious that I saw it well..."

Zheqing looked at what he was thinking, he suddenly straightened up, then wrapped his locked hands around Wen Yuan's neck, and sent himself up.

Zheqing gently kissed Wen Yuan's chin.

Wen Yuan was stunned by his sudden action, and looked at Zheqing with wide eyes.

After Zheqing finished kissing, he licked the tip of his tender tongue twice more, and he whispered in his ear as if seductive: "Do you want me? Hmm?"

"You... what did you say?" Wen Yuan stared blankly at Zheqing as if struck by lightning.

"I said... do you want my body?" Zheqing said slowly, with a very long tone and a soft ending.

Wen Yuan's ears were red with naked eyes, he stumbled and said: "I tell you, you, you don't try to tempt me... Do you think I can let you go like this?"

Zheqing's collar was loosened a little during the two people's tugging just now, revealing a little delicate collarbone, and his skin was white and glowing.

Zheqing exhaled like blue in Wen Yuan's ear, and tried his best to tease this big devil who had guarded him like a jade for thousands of years: "Then be good, untie the chain for me, and the master will give it to you. OK?"

Wen Yuan was about to explode.

A certain part of his body was swollen and aching, but looking at Zheqing's face like a bright moon, he hated to destroy him but at the same time felt that he couldn't do it.

Zheqing thought to himself, it would be good to be a beauty trick, at least it would be good if he could fool him and let him untie the black iron chain, he really saw the shadow of this thing.

Suddenly, his body was caught off guard by Wen Yuan, who pulled his hands and pulled Zheqing to his eyes. Before Zheqing could figure out the situation, Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "There is no need to untie the chain, Master. You can also serve your disciples."

At first, Zheqing didn't understand what he meant, but when his head was pushed down by Wen Yuan, and the tip of his nose hit the hard place, Zheqing finally realized...

Zheqing's face was red, he struggled in vain: "This won't work!"

I didn't expect to lift a rock and shoot myself in the foot!

"Huh? Why not?" Wen Yuan said with a smile: "Master is comfortable serving me, I will definitely unlock the chain for you."

"You... um." Just as Zheqing was about to speak, Wen Yuan pinched both cheeks, and squeezed his fingers into his mouth, messing with his tongue.

Wen Yuan smiled presumptuously, and untied his belt in front of Zheqing, while watching Zheqing's embarrassment.

"hiss."

The finger was bitten.

Wen Yuan patted Zheqing's face: "You can close your little fangs in a while, if you bite me, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Zheqing glared at him bitterly.

Wen Yuan was satisfied.

……

Regarding bullying Zheqing, Wen Yuan has a way of bullying Zheqing no matter whether he is insane or insane.

Just like now, he is leaning on the head of the bed like an old man, forcing people to do that kind of thing. If the service is not good, he will raise his hand and slap the person's buttocks.

After beating, I rub it intimately, which is a good deal.

Zheqing couldn't even say a word, sobbing because of being bullied by him.

After finally finishing the work, Wen Yuan kept his promise and loosened the black iron chains that had bound Zheqing all this time. While touching the red wrist that was strangled, Wen Yuan clicked his tongue: "Master, what expression do you have?" , didn't you say you would give it to me?"

Zheqing knelt on the bed, feeling so wronged, her eyes turned red.

Of course, the lips are more rosy, dripping with water, and there is a trace of suspicious liquid on the corners of the lips.

Wen Yuan felt sorry for him a little bit, but he felt really good about it.

Wen Yuan raised his hand, wanting to touch Zhe Qing's angry face.

Unexpectedly, before his hand touched him, Zheqing suddenly flashed his body, then grabbed Wen Yuan's shoulder suddenly, and moved behind him in an instant. Sweeping over, he couldn't help being pressed face down on the bed by Zheqing.

Wen Yuan struggled twice, then turned his head and smiled fearlessly: "Why, Master still wants to do two tricks with me on the bed?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

At some point in Zheqing's hand, he took a very thin silver needle, and the silver needle was inserted into the acupuncture point on the back of Wen Yuan's head without any hesitation.

The veins in Zheqing's hands popped up. In order to prevent Wen Yuan from moving, Zheqing used some strength to restrain him, and he succeeded when he was not paying attention.

He bit his lip, the strange taste still lingered in his mouth, he saw the right time to deal with Wen Yuan for so long, if he didn't make a move at this moment, wouldn't it be that he was bullied just now for nothing.

Wen Yuan squinted his eyes, and let out a painful cry from his teeth: "Uh..."

Zheqing knew that he was in pain, but there was nothing he could do. This was the only way he could think of to wake up his sanity in a short time, and cold sweat oozed from the corner of his forehead.

After a while, Wen Yuan could only be heard panting slightly, his body convulsed for a moment, and then his eyes gradually became clear.

Zheqing knew it was working.

This is the same as the silver needle that he asked for from Lingyin when he was in the Nightmare Domain. After all, the less people know about Wen Yuan's mental state, the better. Lingyin has a little research on medical skills, and this needle is quenched with medicine. Inserted into the acupuncture points in the human brain, it can make the spiritual platform clear and clear for a short time.

Zheqing let go of the movement that had been restraining Wen Yuan, let go, the needle was still in the back of his head, and he called softly: "A Yuan?"

Wen Yuan blinked slowly, and got up from the bed.

He looked at Zheqing blankly and asked, "Why am I here?"

In the next second, he saw the appearance of Zheqing who had just been loved by someone, and the man's intuition made Wen Yuan sound the alarm.

He squinted his eyes, and gently wiped off the stains on the corners of Zheqing's lips with his fingertips, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "This, is, who, made it?!"

Zheqing looked at him and said, "You."

Wen Yuan: ...

He asked suspiciously: "It's really me?" So perverted?

Zheqing sneered and nodded.

Wen Yuan was stunned by that expression, then he looked around and found that he was in a strange place at this time, Wen Yuan immediately reacted.

He stretched out his fingers to touch the silver needle stuck in the back of his head, and hurriedly asked Zheqing, "So I lost consciousness again just now?"

Zheqing looked a little unhappy, looked at him and said nothing.

Wen Yuan suddenly became wilted, he carefully stretched out his hand to hug Zheqing's thin waist, seeing Zheqing's different attire today, his flowing black hair was all tied up today.

"Zheqing, you...you are angry." Wen Yuan whispered tentatively.

There was a needle inserted into the back of his head, and thin threads of blood slid down the silver-white needle, looking a little scary and funny.

Looking at Wen Yuan like this, Zhe Qing felt that the anger in her heart had almost dissipated.Actually it's nothing... just a little pain in the mouth.