"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Yunchu followed Liu Ye to the main peak, Qingyue Zhai. He stood outside the gate, looking at the gloomy mansion in front of him, with a blank expression on his face.

Liu Ye turned to look at him, bent down and saluted: "Master is waiting for you inside, Second Senior Brother please."

After the other party finished speaking, his figure turned into a white mist and disappeared on the spot, as if he had never appeared before. Yun Chu took his eyes away from him, and then stepped forward.

The closed door in front of it opened automatically to both sides after a soft "squeak". The empty door looked like a beast with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to walk in by itself.

A crimson light flashed across Yun Chu's clear eyes, his whole body was filled with cold killing intent, and the temperature in his eyes was even lower than that in Qingyue Zhai.

His senior brother, many times he didn't know, was also like this. He stepped into this place where people can't spit out bones, and his life was hanging by a thread...

"Xiao Chu, come in."

A cold and magnetic voice suddenly came from all directions, Yun Chu lowered his eyes, covering all the expressions in his eyes, then raised his head, and walked in without changing his expression.

The door behind him closed automatically, Yun Chu didn't stop walking, and followed the voice directly to the outside of Liu Qinghong's bedroom.

"Come in."

The voice sounded again, and Yun Chu stretched out his hand to push the door open. The place where his fingertips touched the door was instantly covered with a thin layer of frost, and a bone-piercing chill spread along his fingertips. The hair was quickly dyed with a layer of transparent crystals visible to the naked eye, and the heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand. Yun Chu gritted his teeth to hold back the moaning around his mouth, and the veins on the back of his hand swelled.

The pain from thousands of ants gnawing at his heart was only a short moment, but Yun Chu's face was already as pale as paper, and when the pain faded away slowly like a tide, his smooth forehead was already covered with bean-sized sweat .

The people in the room did not speak, and there was silence all around. Yunchu could only hear his own thunderous heartbeat and heavy breathing, which became the only sounds in this quiet space.

He pushed open the door and walked in. The room was empty, and the white silk hanging from the beams all around was windless and motionless. In the interlaced light and shadow, Yun Chu only saw the vague figure on the bed.

Suppressing all the emotions in his heart, Yun Chu bowed and saluted with a respectful voice.

"Yun Chu met Master."

The man behind the heavy white damask didn't speak, and Yun Chu just kept bending over and bowing his head, motionless.

After a long while, there was a faint sound of "click" and "click" in the room. The sound was so small that you couldn't hear it if you didn't listen carefully. Yun Chu lowered his head and looked at the frost flowers gradually coming into view. action.

A sharp cold air slowly approached, and suddenly there was a white and cold hand on the chin, the temperature was so low that it didn't seem like a living thing.

The opponent's thumb and index finger tightly pinched Yunchu's chin and slightly forced him to raise his head.

An exile-like face appeared in sight, and those glazed eyes clearly had the coldest color in the world, yet they wanted to hide a trace of compassion.

"Xiao Chu." The man's lips parted slightly, and he called his name in a low voice, with strands of cobweb-like lingering in his cold voice, like maggots attached to the bones.

Yun Chu looked up at him without changing his expression: "Master."

Liu Qinghong looked at this little apprentice whom she had never seen since she brought her up the mountain, with a satisfied look on her face.

"It seems that Mo Chi has taken good care of you." After a long time, he let go of Yun Chu's chin and said this in a vague way. Yun Chu took a step back and lowered his head so that no one could see his face. expression.

"Brother is very kind to me."

"The deity can rest assured."

Liu Qinghong turned around and walked to the desk by the window, opened her clothes and sat down on the chair, then turned her head to look at Yun Chu in the middle of the room, and waved to him.

"come over."

Yun Chu raised his foot and walked over, and before he could stand still, there was a book with no words on the cover.

Yun Chu subconsciously reached out to catch it, then looked up at the man behind the desk.

Liu Qinghong rested her left hand on her knee, leaned on the armrest of the chair with her right hand, slightly bent her index finger against her temple, and looked at him lazily, with incomprehensible deep meaning and calculation in those glazed eyes.

"Your birthday will be in another month. At that time, the deity may not be in the pie, so I will give you a birthday gift first. Xiaochu will take a look, do you still like it?"

Hearing the words, Yunchu opened the book in his hand, and what he saw was two untidy bodies entangled together, and there was a thought on the side.

The painting is very detailed, the face of the person looking up is intoxicated and unbearable, and even more so is the connection between the two.

Yun Chu's eyes moved violently, and he closed the book with a "snap". A seductive blush spread from his neck to the tips of his ears. In just one breath, his whole body seemed to be stained with the smoke of a summer evening.

Liu Qinghong looked at him leisurely, and the corners of her pink lips curved upwards in a happy arc, as if she was very satisfied with his reaction.

"Why, Xiao Chu doesn't like the gift that Master gave you?" The cold voice couldn't hear any emotion, but Yun Chu's heart sank slightly.

Something flashed through his mind, so fast that the young man had no time to catch it.However, before he could think about it, the man behind the desk spoke again. This time, there was a hint of temptation in his voice.

"come over."

Yun Chu raised his head and looked at him, his originally clear eyes became confused for a moment, and he walked towards him uncontrollably.The man didn't move all the time, just watched him approaching, and when the other party was only a stone's throw away from him, his glazed eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the complicated and strange patterns in his eyes appeared and disappeared.

"Squat down." Liu Qinghong spoke softly again.

The boy squatted down in front of him like a puppet controlled by B.Liu Qinghong was extremely satisfied, and slowly raised her hand, which was as white as jade, and the palm slowly covered the position of Yunchu's heart.

The sleeping Gu worm in the opponent's heart seemed to feel the closeness of the master, and suddenly became active.

Yun Chu frowned instantly in pain, his lips were pale, as if he was enduring some great pain.

The slender fingertips fluctuated gently like playing a piano, and the Gu worms became more active. Liu Qinghong seemed to appreciate the painful and patient expression on the young man's face in front of him, and she was in a good mood.

The man's eyes shone brightly, and the book in the boy's hand fell to the ground with a soft "snap".Liu Qinghong glanced lightly, then withdrew her hand.

However, the moment his hand left Yun Chu's heart, a slight tingling suddenly came from the tip of his middle finger, like being bitten by an ant.

The man's hand was retracted like lightning, and he stared at the intact fingertips, his beautiful brows slowly frowned.