After reading the mind, I found that the master's character was broken

◎【Well... hold on tighter. 】◎

The window_feet caramel hot_ was open with a slit the size of a palm, and the dim light swayed against the space outside the window.

The branches cast shadowy marks by the light.

Yun Lai lowered his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the robes that were also covered with light, and his lips that were bitten due to patience and demon just moved a few times when he was treating Zhao Yu.

He knows the skin beneath his robes...

It was piping hot and pink.

The dense itching gnawed under the skin, like an army with high morale, waving flags arrogantly, about to break through that layer of skin and rush out at any moment.

Yunlai wanted to press it very much.

Just click.

But that movement couldn't assuage his need to be touched, even caressed.

The inner demon is a greedy beast.

One month ago, when the inner demon first broke out, he couldn't hold it back. He hugged himself tightly with his uncontrollable arms, pressed his fingers against the skin of his arms, and immersed himself in the feeling of touching the skin with his fingers, intending to relieve his pain. Itching, but only getting a deeper desire.

The second time, when he was in a trance, he bit the skin on his wrist and stained his robe with blood.But at any rate, I survived by relying on the pain.

the third time.He soaked himself in the cold pool and finally held back.

He doesn't want to be a slave to his demons.He will never let it control him.

But today... when he put his hand on his apprentice's neck, he was ready for the demon to attack.

It's just that I didn't expect that the inner demons would be more fierce and difficult to resist than before.Perhaps it was because he had exhausted his spiritual energy...

When the demons flared up, he tried to be patient.

He is a sword cultivator, and he was once a ruthless Taoist monk. His heart should be tenacious.And at this time, he is still facing the treatment of the only apprentice.He should and must hold back.

But he didn't.

Instead, it touched...

As soon as that name entered Yunlai's mind, it was like a torch, burning his shame and reason.

Zhao Yu is his apprentice, how could he, how could he!

……

When Yunlai tilted his head and said nothing, Zhao Yu looked at him and remained silent.

He felt that everything was wrong.

But I don't know when something went wrong.

There was a mess in his heart, and after carefully sorting it out for a while, he realized that the source of the twine was the voice that suddenly broke into the sea of ​​consciousness and the movement of the master.

It was Shizun who touched him and fell into his arms at that time.

Then, with these actions, the words that sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness...

Just as he was thinking, Master's voice of scolding himself suddenly broke into Zhao Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

[Yunlai, you are really... shameless! 】

【To do such a thing to him】

【You, you...how can you】

Zhao Yu woke up like a dream, only to realize that after hearing the word "wake up" from the master himself, the two of them hadn't spoken, they didn't even look at each other, they just sat and lay down and waited for each other.

At that time, he also clearly heard the same sentence as he heard at this time, the words of the master reprimanding himself for "shameless", and felt the grievance and haste in that sentence.

But at that time, his mind was very disturbed, and he actually ignored the teacher's heartfelt voice, and turned to meditate.

But now, he was absolutely sure that the voice belonged to Master.Only a real master would be ashamed and blame himself for those actions that were not excessive.

Master has extremely high demands on himself, and also attaches great importance to etiquette.Moreover, the master is still a monk of the Ruthless Dao, such an ordinary touch may have been too much in the heart of the master.

But the master transformed by Nightmare wouldn't think that way, not in any illusion.

Zhao Yu already understood.

For some reason, the master touched his neck when he was "unconscious", and fell into his arms, so he blamed himself and felt ashamed.

He moved his fingers slightly, he couldn't let the master be so ashamed and annoyed anymore.

In fact, such a touch is very normal in a familiar relationship.When he was young, Master also hugged him.Master, there is no need to feel guilty about this.

Zhao Yu regained his composure, and wanted to raise his hand to grab Master's sleeve robe and tell him that he was right.He didn't care about the touch either, he wasn't angry.

The master is still the master with a sense of demeanor, not some shameless madman.

But the arm seemed to be interrupted and connected inch by inch, and the pain was unbearable as soon as he moved.

He didn't expect it to be like this, and he couldn't mention it for a while.But fortunately, he subconsciously held back his pain and didn't even change his expression.

The arm movements had to be stiff, but Zhao Yu's mouth could move freely: "Master..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear it at all if he wasn't careful.

But at this volume, a cultivator like Master must be able to hear it clearly.

However, the master didn't respond at all... Zhao Yu's eyebrows were slightly lowered, thinking that the master was still immersed in self-blame, so he didn't notice him.

Zhao Yu became more and more anxious.Master's ruthless way of cultivation requires calm emotions. The current situation is not beneficial to cultivation, and may even cause mental instability and blockage of cultivation.

The arm was finally able to move slightly due to his mental drive.He grabbed Yun Lai's wrist, but was quickly thrown away by the other party.

Yun Lai didn't look back at him, but quickly hid his wrist under the sleeve robe, and bit his lips tightly, causing the wound that had just closed to split open, and a little bit of blood spilled out, staining his lips red.

His head hung lower, and his fragile and slender neck was instantly covered with fine and dense drops of sweat.Crystal clear, especially brittle in the light.

The itch that had been quiet for a while suddenly returned, even more powerful.

【so sad……】

[Touch him again... No, no! 】

As if wrapped in moist words like spring rain, they slipped into Zhao Yu's sea of ​​consciousness, and he anxiously looked at Yun Lai's crooked figure that seemed to be about to shatter at the slightest touch.

"Master!"

He called out in a hoarse voice, seeing Yunlai's eyes closed tightly, his exposed skin was red as if it was hot, "Are you..." What's wrong?

He hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly saw Master shaking and fell out of the bed as if unable to hold on.

Zhao Yu's mind was shocked, and he overcame the discomfort in his limbs in an instant, sat up straight, and pulled Master back.The moment the skins of the two touched, Zhao Yushi jumped into Yunlai's contented sigh.

and also--

【finally……】

【C-Closer】

Zhao Yu was startled, and suddenly felt that Master's body was getting closer to him, almost embedded in his arms.

Almost subconsciously, taking advantage of Master's current posture, he stretched out his arms around Master's thin and trembling shoulders, hugging him.

The two were in an intimate posture, and Zhao Yu could see the master's sweat-drenched sideburns and the red mole that became extraordinarily beautiful with sweat as long as he lowered his head.

He has always known that Master has a red mole at the end of his eye, but he has never looked at it from such a close distance.

The red mole was as red as a red plum after snow, delicate and timid.

Master's lips were also red and full, but they were bitten tightly.

Inexplicably, he really wanted to raise his hand to touch it.At any rate... At any rate, let Master stop the actions that hurt him.

But before he had time to move, he heard another sigh mixed with satisfaction:

【Well, I really want to touch my face too...just touch it】

Zhao Yu didn't expect Master to let him touch his face, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, thinking, let's start with those red lips.

Enduring the pain, he raised his hand and gently pressed the tightly closed lips of Master, coaxing in a hoarse voice: "Master, don't bite, it will hurt."

But the bright red full lips rubbed against his fingertips without making a sound, not as active as his master's heart, sometimes saying a string of "no" and sometimes saying "come closer".

Zhao Yu shook his head helplessly when he heard the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness. If the master wants to, just say it, the left and right are just some touches.Why bother biting your lip?

If he hadn't been able to hear his heart, how could he have met such a small request from Master?

He wanted to coax him again, but suddenly he saw Master looking at him with eyes that became wet at some point, but it was only for a moment, then he hurriedly moved away, and the hand that was still on his chest started to struggle.

The word "no" that became more and more urgent echoed in Zhao Yu's sea of ​​consciousness. He was stunned for a moment, and his arms that were tightly hugging Master were loosened. The next moment, his arms were empty.

Yun Lai broke free from Zhao Yu's embrace, staggered away from the bedside, staggered a few steps and then stopped, her thin and thin body standing upright.

Zhao Yu looked at his back, confused and distressed.

Master obviously needed his hug, but because of some emotions, he was unwilling to face it squarely and instead avoided it.

That is Yun Lai, who is as holy and ascetic as the bright moon, a monk who is strong, self-disciplined, and can cut mountains and seas with a single sword.

Zhao Yuhe had seen him so helpless before.

He stretched out his hands, trying to get out of bed to coax Master, but found that his legs were completely stiff and unable to bend.

He could only look at Yunlai's back and call out in a low voice: "Master, it's okay. Come here."

Yun Lai turned her back to him, her eyes were tightly closed, recalling the feeling of losing herself just now, her heart was flustered.

He just...

[It's really... shameless! 】

Zhao Yu heard the inner voice, subconsciously called out: "Master!"

The voice was finally not so hoarse, but it was not high.

Yunlai couldn't help but tremble when he heard his voice, and a deep sense of shame hit his heart.

He lowered his head dejectedly, then took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, straightened his clothes and straightened his hair crown, and walked outside regardless of Zhao Yu's persuasion.

He can't stay here any longer.

He has already been manipulated by the inner demon to do that... shameless thing, if he stays there again, given his current situation where he has no spiritual power, I don't know what he will be controlled by the inner demon to do.

And the moment Zhao Yu woke up, the continuation of the pulse and bones had already been completed, and then, just ask Dong Ling to take a look.

And now that Zhao Yu is so angry, he should be fine, so there is no need to worry.

Unsteady but hurried around the screen, Yunlai thought he would see Dong Ling and Qi Han, but only saw Qi Baiyu dozing with his chin propped up.

Neither Fairy Dongling nor the senior brother were there, but the senior brother's apprentice was there.

Yunlai was silent for a moment, and called out, "Qi Baiyu."

The man didn't answer, but snored cheerfully.

Yunlai: "."

He closed his eyes, and when he was about to call out a second time, Dong Ling came back.

"You came out?"

Dong Ling approached quickly, and stopped a step away from Yunlai.

She glanced at Qi Baiyu, frowned indistinctly, then looked at Yunlai, and explained:

"There is something in the Presbyterian Church, and the head needs to deal with it. I placed a patient in the side room who suddenly had an emergency, so we had to... We arranged for a disciple to guard it, but unexpectedly he..."

She glanced at Qi Baiyu three times, and she couldn't speak clearly.

Yun Lai: "No problem."

He didn't care about these, he was still standing here just to arrange for Zhao Yu to recuperate later.

He endured the longing in his heart to swell into a ball and was about to devour his sanity, and tried his best to squeeze out the words: "The continuation of the veins and bones has been completed, and I will entrust the fairy to take care of it later."

Before Dong Ling could reply to his words, he was attracted by his sweaty forehead and trembling shoulders, and hurriedly asked, "Did you... have a seizure?"

Yun Lai pursed her lips, reluctantly endured the need for love and caress from her limbs and bones, her face was as cold as before, and her tone was clear and cold:

"It's just too much spiritual power."

Dong Ling looked at him suspiciously. Just as he was about to take his pulse, he suddenly heard a kicking sound from the inside of the screen. Remembering that there was still a patient in the room, he hurriedly said "Don't go, wait until I come out!" and entered the room.

Qi Baiyu was woken up, yawned and opened his eyes, saw a figure leaving in a hurry, scratching his head in a daze, this figure is so familiar...

After thinking for a while, he slapped his forehead violently, and said to himself: "It belongs to my uncle!"

Yunlai hurriedly left the house, wanting to go down the mountain and go back to Hanchi Cave.

He felt like he was going to burn and needed to calm down.

In the past, when the inner demons broke out, he was always alone, and he had no choice but to touch others in his heart.

Today's inner demon attack was very fierce, and it swallowed his reason in an instant, causing him to rub against Zhao Yu uncontrollably.

That rub was incredible.

A strange sense of satisfaction surged into his heart instantly, bewitching him to want more.

So much so that in the end, while struggling and falling, he let himself touch Zhao Yu, who was in a coma and couldn't refuse him.

……

When a desire is satisfied, one wants more.

If desire can be transformed into a solid body, it must be a black robe that can cover the sky and cover the sun. It is huge and oppressive, and Yunlai can't breathe.

He felt that as he took a step away from Zhao Yu who had given him satisfaction, his breathing became more difficult.

He staggered, but his back was straight, his eyes were looking forward, silently suppressing and resisting that feeling.

If it wasn't for his exhaustion of spiritual energy, he couldn't use his sword to make a tactic, so he had to walk, he would have returned to the cold pool now.

As long as he gets to the cold pool...he believes that he will be able to resist the demons by relying on the coldness and aura as before.

Certainly.

Yun Lai gritted his teeth and took a step forward, but a sudden heat swept over his five sense organs.

The already restless sea of ​​consciousness was rolling with ever more violent waves.

The heat wave blinded his heart and blinded his eyes.

The way forward with his eyes locked suddenly became crooked...

The pink color that was blown away by the cold wind crept up his neck, cheeks, and the corners of his eyes again.

His body swayed, but he couldn't hold on anymore and was about to fall down.

If it falls like this...

Maybe it will mess up the bun and stain the robe.

Yunlai thought inexplicably.

His thoughts gradually drifted away, but his ears suddenly caught a familiar male voice calling out to him.

He struggled mentally for a moment, but his fragile body and consciousness still couldn't withstand the wave after wave of heat, and finally closed his eyes and fell down.

But at the moment when his body was about to touch the ground, a figure suddenly approached and pulled him into his arms.

However, he seemed to have injured the person, causing the person to grunt, and the scorching breath from his earlobe filled his earlobe.

Before the consciousness completely disappeared, Yunlai seemed to feel that there was still something moist on his ears and side cheeks, not panting, but some kind of liquid.

But that feeling is very slight, not comparable to the intense joy that fills the body because of the embrace and contact.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched the robe of the person behind him.

【Well……】

【Hold tighter. 】