He widened his eyes and looked at her in disbelief, feeling as if everything that had just happened was fake.

His disciple who respects him, loves him, respects him and hates him is the disciple who he raised to adulthood!

How could you do such a taboo thing?

If the succubus wanted to seek pleasure, he would have thought better of it, but Aluo... why did she dare to do this?

His handsome face suddenly turned red, and he struggled to get up, leaning forward to pick up his clothes.

At this moment, in addition to shame, a sinful emotion was added to his heart. He shouted angrily in a low voice: "Girls have no shame!"

The "shameless" that should have been placed on the head of the succubus was suddenly placed on the head of the devil. This nostalgic educational tone was undoubtedly the master who usually became angry and angry.

A'rao's eyes darkened, and the disguised kindness on her face suddenly solidified and broke. She smiled coldly, feeling extremely unbalanced in her heart.

"In Master's heart, I am not as good as Yun Rong. Now even a strange little devil can be closer to Master than me. She has dirty Master's body. I don't think you are angry with her. Now I will do it for Master."

Just rub it, does that mean you are shameless?"

This vexatious and unreasonable remarks made him so angry that he blurted out one sentence: "Can you be the same as her?!"

The untouchable evil in A'luo's heart was instantly revealed, and her eyes were dark and dangerous.

Without waiting for him to put on his clothes, without warning, she stretched out her hands to tightly grasp his waist and knead her into his arms. Her small and sharp tiger teeth bit his hot earlobe, her voice was almost cold and paranoid.

"Why is it different! Why is it different! What a little devil can touch, I can't touch!"

His body soaked in charm poison could not bear the excitement and anger she brought to him, and he felt that all the bones in his body were about to be crushed by this traitor.

Her earlobe bitten by her was extremely painful, and he was so angry that his chest boiled: "How reckless! If you want to go crazy, go somewhere else! Don't mess with me!"

A'luo's breath was hot, but his expression was one of obsession: "Going crazy? Master, do you think I'm going crazy? How naive can you be?"

She grabbed his palm and placed it over her heart, where her heartbeat was vibrating fiercely and fiercely: "I am crazy, hopelessly crazy, even if I know that you condoned Yun Rong's plan to kill my biological mother,

I still can't let you go! You alone shouldn't be in my heart, and you have to retreat from me thousands of feet away!"

His whole body was shaken, as if something exploded in his chest, feeling stuffy and painful. He murmured in shock: "What... Yun Rong designed to kill your biological mother, this..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his lips were tightly blocked by Arao.

The panic in his heart had not calmed down yet, but a terrible wave arose again. He was thrown up into the sky without any preparation, and could not fall down for a long time.

He opened his eyes wide, and all the sounds were stuck in his throat. The heartbeat under his palm was undoubtedly crazy and throbbing...

He suddenly felt very uneasy and wanted to withdraw his palm, but was pressed firmly in her arms.

She gasped slightly and slowly let go of his lips, raised her dark eyes, looked at him deeply and steadily and said: "Master, do you know that no matter how high I reach, even if I become the master of the six realms?

, as long as you are here, I will lose to you in all my arrogance."

"It's not because you are my master, but because I want you!"

"It's the kind of desire that I don't want to share with anyone, the desire to see you all the time, the desire to be one with you."

Her hand holding his wrist suddenly tightened, and her eyes were so dark that it was scary: "Master, I can be different from her, because I won't exploit you."

"Master, I can be like her, because I really covet everything about you, including your body."

Master was shocked and murmured: "You are my disciple, how could you...how could you..." have such transgressive feelings towards him.

As if she understood the shock in his eyes, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Aluo's face: "Master, you have met your disciple."

He was startled at first, and soon the color of his handsome face suddenly changed from green to red.

Suddenly, his body was spinning, and he was pressed under him again.

This time the person who oppressed him was the audacious rebel.

And the hand of the rebel came up naturally.

The unethical relationship between master and disciple made his scalp numb.

He tried to raise his arm to push A'luo away, but the medicine in the Tomb of Heroes became stronger and stronger, and his entire arm became limp and weak.

He had no choice but to cover the embarrassment on his face with his arms, biting his lips and teeth tremblingly, trying his best to endure the shameful feeling.

His body became increasingly uncomfortable, and the high fever brought on by the wind and cold made him dizzy.

At this time, the jade falling between the robes made a soft sound, and the sound of taking off the robes was extremely clear in the night.

Soon, Aluo's soft and mysterious body covered her.

Different from the Demon King's strength, her body has a kind of thin and fragile beauty. The skin is like jade carving, without a single flaw. All the beautiful and mysterious aura is hidden in the light and shadow, clean and yet enchanting.

Fang Geyu thought to herself that this was some kind of night of chaos and demons. After sending one person away, another one came. She simply couldn't bear to look at Yun Rong's expression at this moment.

Look, this is what happens on a wedding night, when you are lazy and casual, leaving aside business to discuss some swordsmanship.

I believe it won’t be long before your husband’s heavenly sword will be sharpened by these female devils.

Although these two demons are not honest in what they do, Yun Rong is also unsatisfactory.

A few strands of wet long hair stick to the devil's porcelain white and round shoulders.

The hands on Master's chest were trembling slightly. Even though he only had feelings for her as master and disciple, he also knew that she had a rebellious and hateful temperament, but it had to be said that the way she bit her lower lip and frowned in pain was particularly alluring.

With style.

Kneeling between his legs, the jade-colored little toes on both sides were curled up, like a lazy cat curling up its claws.

A low moan escaped from A'luo's throat, her eyes were blurred in the dark night, and she reached out to touch his face as if she was dreaming.

She suddenly started to feel scared.

It turns out that dual cultivation between master and disciple will be very painful.

He saw the fear in her eyes, and felt relieved. He didn't know if he had lost his composure now. He frowned and said, "Aluo, now is not the time to be angry."

The confused look in A'luo's eyes gradually dissipated, she tilted her head and suddenly smiled.

The hand on his chest slowly slid away, and her fingertips stayed on the master's chest. Her fingers were slender and beautiful, and her nails were rounded and clean. The light cherry-pink nails were a bit revealing at this moment.

ambiguous.

A thin layer of sweat covered his whole body, and the man's long black and messy hair was spread out in countless strands on his body that was wet with sweat.

Losing his usual gentleness and restrained sharpness, the master lying beneath him was covered in flaws that had been torn by bullying.
Chapter completed!