Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

Renbihuajiao

"You said that kissing is a reward. If I am good, I can double it."

True and false are relative terms.

For some things, if you change your perspective, the criteria for judging the truth may also change.

Yan Huiqing covered his lips and coughed a few times: "Speak, don't pretend to be dumb."

The system said helplessly: "Both are Tang Juan, there is no distinction between true and false, but judging from the host's questioning, what you want to know is which one is Tang Juan's original character.

Yan Huiqing's eyes lit up: "That's right!"

The system replied: "It's Tang Juan's original character now. The one who went to steal a teacher to learn art before can be regarded as a character formed by various factors."

Yan Huiqing nodded thoughtfully.

There was no way to ask other questions, and the system was tight-lipped, so Yan Huiqing had to think for himself.

When Tang Juan came back, he was hugging the quilt with a serious face.

"Why didn't you rest?"

Yan Huiqing is very sleepy, and usually sleeps at this time.

Tang Juan stretched out his hand familiarly, and hugged him into his arms: "You are in good spirits today, do you want to go out for a stroll and show you the scenery of the devil world?"

Yan Huiqing pushed him away solemnly, and said solemnly: "You are a big boy, you can go out for a walk by yourself, don't always think about forming cliques."

"I don't." Tang Juan blinked and rubbed the tip of his nose, "I'm going to stick to you."

Yan Huiqing was pulled up, Tang Juan put a thick cloak on him, decorated everything, then took his hand and walked out.

There is no spring and autumn in the devil world, a year is either hot or cold, and now is the cold time.

Yan Huiqing tugged at the hood, a little speechless: "You might as well roll me up with a quilt."

With such a tight cover, what scenery can you see?

"It's not impossible, I can still hug you, which quilt do you like?"

"Uh..." Seeing that he was really going to get the quilt, Yan Huiqing's expression cracked, and an image of a costume drama appeared in his mind.

Forget it, he doesn't want to be rolled into spring rolls like a beautiful woman and sent to the palace to serve as a servant.

"I haven't visited the Demon Realm well yet, hurry up and take me for a walk."

"Don't worry, walk slowly, don't knock."

The corners of Tang Juan's eyes and brows were full of smiles, and there was no gloomy look on his face. If the demon cultivators were here, they would definitely be shocked.

The ruthless and ruthless Master Mozun showed this expression after taking the wrong medicine.

The cloak covered most of his face, and it was a bit stuffy. After going out for a while, Yan Huiqing couldn't help but want to take it off.

Tang Juan blocked his hand and pulled it down: "Don't move around."

Yan Huiqing said helplessly: "My health is not that bad, I won't die if I blow some wind."

Tang Juan lowered his eyelids: "It's not because of this."

Yan Huiqing didn't know, so: "Huh?"

There are quite a few waiters in the magic palace, and at a glance, they are scattered here and there.

Tang Juan murmured softly, "You belong to me alone, and I don't want others to see you."

Yan Huiqing was stunned for a moment, her heart was so soft that it was a mess.

Tang Juan raised his cloak a little higher, and said coldly, "You can only show so much. Next time, I will make you a mask and wear it when you go out."

"Don't bother, I have a mask."

Yan Huiqing wanted to take out the mask he had worn before from the storage magic weapon, touched it with his hand, and suddenly remembered that he had lost his spiritual power.

He secretly sighed inwardly, and handed the storage artifact to Tang Juan: "There is a mask inside, take it out for me."

Tang Juan opened the storage artifact, feeling quite emotional: "I haven't seen you wearing a mask yet."

Yan Huiqing froze: "What did you say?"

When he used the vest identity of Yan Huiqing, he had been wearing a mask, how could Tang Juan have never seen it?

"I said I'm looking forward to seeing you in the mask, what's the matter?"

Tang Juan didn't notice anything strange about him, so he took the mask and helped him put it on carefully.

Yan Huiqing's pupils constricted, and he said dryly, "It's nothing..."

Fortunately, there is a mask to cover it, so that his surprised expression will not be seen.

Tang Juan raised the corners of his lips and helped him pull down the cloak: "It's very beautiful, so no one will covet you."

Yan Huiqing couldn't respond, his mind was full of what Tang Juan had said.

It's not that I don't remember him wearing a mask, but I haven't seen him wearing a mask.

Does that prove that Tang Juan has no previous memories?

The systematic answer is vivid in his mind, and Yan Huiqing has to rethink what is meant by "character formed by various factors".

The Demon Palace is very luxuriously built, no worse than the palaces of the dynasties in the world. There is a large garden in it, which is full of unique flower species in the Demon Realm.

The colors of the flowers are different, mostly dark colors such as purple, black, blue, etc., but there are also small and fresh colors.

In the center of the garden is a field of snow-white flowers, each blooming in full bloom, with thick petals, some of which resemble a hybrid of roses and lilies.

Lord Mozun took his "Favorite Concubine" to the garden, avoiding everyone else, and it was very quiet.

Tang Juan brought Yan Huiqing to the side of the white flowers, and took his hand to touch the pure white petals: "This is your favorite flower, I planted it specially."

The petals are tender and soft on the fingertips.

Yan Huiqing was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say for a while, because he didn't know the flower at all, and he couldn't even say that he liked it.

Tang Juan was used to his occasional silence, and introduced the flower seeds on his own, and finally came forward as if asking for credit: "I planted flowers for you, do you have to give me some reward?"

This word brings back memories, Yan Huiqing recalled their first night, subconsciously playing hooligans: "Are you sure you want to reward here?"

Tang Juan leaned against his forehead, with deep affection in his eyes: "Yes, I want two rewards."

"Twice and you'll be tired."

Yan Huiqing touched the corner of his mouth and said with pity.

Tang Juan opened his mouth, took his fingertips in his mouth, bit him lightly, and said vaguely, "No, I have to kiss him twice."

With wet fingertips, Yan Huiqing was taken aback: "Kiss... twice?"

"You said that kissing is a reward. If I am good, I can double it."

The exhaled air sprayed on each other's faces, Tang Juan couldn't help but kissed his lips: "You always pretend to be stupid, then I have to come and get the reward myself."

Although there are many secrets hidden between each other, it is undeniable that they fit well.

Just a simple kiss can make the other party emotional.

Yan Huiqing forgot all the things he was thinking about, regained the initiative in an instant, put his arms around Tang Juan's waist, and pushed him against the flower bed, deepening the kiss.

The mask was placed between the two, and the cool touch brought back a bit of sanity, making each other less excited than before.

The flower branches scratched on the clothes, occasionally making the sound of snapping.

Yan Huiqing picked up a handful of petals, threw them on Tang Juan, looked at them for two seconds, and boasted, "People are more delicate than flowers."

Tang Juan's appearance is too beautiful, and Yan Huiqing's temperament is both good and evil. When the two of them walk together, at first glance, most people will think that Yan Huiqing is the devil.

At this time, Tang Juan was lying among the flowers, like a ghost made by a magic flower, his skin and petals were dazzlingly white, only the lips and earlobes that he had just kissed were red, exuding a coquettish aura.

No girl, very handsome.

Yan Huiqing took a deep breath, and pressed his neck through the petals: "Do you know when I like you the most?"

Tang Juan raised his eyelids leisurely: "On the bed?"

"No." Yan Huiqing cleared his throat, tried his best not to laugh, "I guessed wrong, I like you every moment."

Master Mozun obviously didn't know what earthy love words were, and he was very moved when he heard the words: "I also like you at any time."

The two had a quarrel in the garden, but they didn't do anything out of the ordinary, they just kissed and hugged, and went back after strolling around for a while.

On the way back, Yan Huiqing acted as a demon, yelling that he was tired and wanted Tang Juan to carry him on his back.

You Moxiu passed by, and when he heard this, his face was full of horror, and he looked at Yan Huiqing with admiration and sympathy.

After returning from Reading the Spirit Sect, Tang Juan rectified the Demon Realm and killed the rebellious people with thunderous means. His ruthlessness shocked the entire Demon Realm, and even the Demon Cultivators fell in love with him when they saw him.

Relying on a little pampering, he dares to command the Demon Lord. Isn't this person tired of life?

The demon cultivators mourned Yan Huiqing silently, thinking that this pampered master would probably die today.

"No back..."

Tang Juan's cold voice intensified the determination of the demon cultivators, and everyone quietly avoided it, for fear of being splashed with blood.

"Hold it, okay?"

Demon cultivators: It's over, it's over, this person is going to die...huh? !

Tang Juan glanced at the eavesdropping Moxiu, frowned and pulled Yan Huiqing's cloak: "If you hold it, you can see your face."

May I ask, who can refuse a sweet and soft lover?

Yan Huiqing almost let go, but when he thought of being pointed at by all the demon cultivators, he had to force himself to be ruthless: "No, I have to recite it!"

Tang Juan pursed his lips, feeling disappointed.

Yan Huiqing was so cute that his heart softened, he scratched his palm, and whispered to his ear: "Be obedient, I will give you a reward when I go back, double it and then double it."

This is obviously a very tempting condition. Tang Juan thought for a second and thought it was worth it: "Double and then double, that's sixteen kisses."

Yan Huiqing casually agreed: "Yeah, sixteen kisses, there must be a lot of you."

Satisfied with the promise, Tang Juan squatted down: "Come up..."

Yan Huiqing lay on his back, glanced at the demon cultivators who dropped their jaws in shock, and chuckled: "If your subordinates see it, will it affect your majesty?"

Tang Juan glanced at the person who was sneaking over, and wrote lightly, "It's okay, dead people won't affect you."

These words did not deliberately suppress the voice, it was a normal volume.

The expressions of the demon cultivators froze, and they scattered in all directions, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yan Huiqing put his arms around Tang Juan's shoulders and poked the silver ring on his ear: "It's too bad to threaten others."

"I'm the big devil, so of course it's broken." Tang Juan's cultivation was advanced, and it was effortless to carry Yan Huiqing on his back.

"Is the big devil cruel and ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye?"

"Yes."

Yan Huiqing tsk-tsk: "It makes me almost scared."

Tang Juan stopped, turned his face sideways, his eyes darkened: "Don't be afraid of me."

The words were almost orders, but with a hint of imperceptible pleading.

Yan Huiqing didn't want to tease him any longer, and kissed him on the ear: "It's too late to like you, why are you afraid of you?"

Only then was Tang Juan satisfied, and turned him upside down: "You have to remember what you said, and you can't go back on your word."

"Don't go back on your word." Yan Huiqing lay on his shoulder, and after a while, she raised her head suddenly, "It's not sixteen!"

Doubling is two, and doubling again is four.

"Really?" Tang Juan didn't hold back, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice, "It seems that I made a mistake, but you agreed, so let's count as sixteen."

Yan Huiqing was silent for a while, then ground his teeth: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Tang Juan quickly retorted: "No, our Ayan is the smartest."

It was a title he had never heard before, Yan Huiqing was stunned for a moment, and lightly bit his shoulder: "Seeing that you have a good attitude in admitting your mistakes, I will let you go this time."

Tang Juan smiled, and his whole body exudes a pleasant atmosphere: "Thank you, Ayan."

Yan Huiqing lay down silently and rubbed her ears.

A Yan or something, a little too intimate.

The sun slanted westward, elongating the shadows of the two of them.

The pain was so severe that Yan Huiqing felt sleepy, pursing his lips, not daring to let out a sound.

The system said that he was weak and would get sick from time to time. After he came out of the garden, he felt faintly unwell, so he clamored to recite it.

Although he said it, he still didn't want Tang Juan to see him weak.

He was afraid of pain, but he was even more afraid of seeing Tang Juan hurt him.

Yan Huiqing looked at the overlapping shadows of the two, and smiled softly, a little lonely: "I haven't carried you on my back yet."

I just hugged it once or twice, and the time was so short that I didn't taste it.

"When you have a chance in the future, let you carry me home."

Tang Juan's tone was firm, and he didn't know whether he was telling him or telling himself: "There must be a chance."

After returning to the bedroom, Yan Huiqing rolled over, got into bed, and began to play tricks: "Since you lied to me, if you want to get a reward, you must make it up to me."

Tang Juan had nothing to do with him, squatted beside the bed, and asked in a good-tempered manner: "Then how can Ayan want me to compensate you?"

Yan Huiqing rolled his eyes: "I want to eat noodles. There is a small town three hundred miles north of Qingcheng, and there is a noodle stall in it. I want to eat his noodles."

Tang Juan frowned: "The things in the stall are not clean, I'll let the kitchen cook for you, okay?"

Sure enough, I still don't remember.

Yan Huiqing pulled out a smile: "I want to eat what you made, you made it yourself."

"You'll torment me." Tang Juan leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "First take a small deposit, and I'll pay the rest after I finish cooking."

It wasn't until Tang Juan left the bedroom that Yan Huiqing let out a foul breath, curled up, and kept shaking.

It hurt so much that he could barely bear it.

The thin cry of pain echoed in the bedroom, creating a depressing atmosphere.

Outside the bedroom, Tang Juan, who was supposed to leave, was leaning against the wall with his eyes downcast and his hands clenched tightly.

Every groan of pain fell into his ears, like a sharp knife, lingering at him, cutting his heart to pieces.

The suppressed hostility could not be vented, and accumulated, forcing his eyes to turn scarlet, and his killing intent was cold.

Yan Huiqing was in so much pain, but he couldn't do anything.

Tang Juan closed his eyes and could barely breathe.

If something happens to Yan Huiqing, let the whole world be buried with him.

Tang Juan thought...

The situation changed, and ferocious pillars of thunder fell from the sky.

Tang Juan opened his eyes, grabbed the bone stick to meet him, and tore the Lei Zhu in half.

After venting, Tang Juan slowly calmed down, suppressed the hostility in his heart, and headed towards the kitchen.

In the dormitory, Yan Huiqing's consciousness was blurred with pain, and he had no idea what was going on outside.

He rolled on the bed for a long time, finally recovered, and hurriedly called the system: "Here are some painkillers, I can't take it anymore."

After taking the medicine, the pain disappeared, and Yan Huiqing calmed down slowly.

The system worried: "Host, how are you doing?"

"It's okay." Yan Huiqing changed his face instantly, and asked aggressively, "Tell me, why doesn't Tang Juan remember what happened?"

The author says:

It’s too late, I’m sending red envelopes... It’s too stuck, this chapter is a bit short "kneeling and kowtowing"...

Tangtang: Ayan, I want to hug... I want to kiss——

Brother Yan: One kiss and a bowl of noodles, sixteen kisses, they will cook for me for a lifetime! [showing a profiteer's smile]

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!