Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 138 Chapter 130

Thinking of the scene he saw just now, and thinking of other men kissing Master's lips, Zhou Xuanming's heart was sour with jealousy, which made him almost uncontrollable to be full of violence and murderous intent.

Su He stared in disbelief at the young man in front of him who seemed to be a different person, feeling the movement of the other party's distance on his lips, and his expression was complicated.

Zhou Xuanming lowered his eyes, with a half-smile on his sullen face: "Master looks surprised."

She was indeed surprised.

"Master, I've never seen you..."

The boy's smile deepened, and his tone was a little mocking: "Have you never seen my face before?"

He looked down at Su He with deep eyes: "That's because Master likes me like that, so I'm like that."

"If the master likes it, the apprentice can always pretend to be that way in front of the master. But how can the master be kissed by other men! Don't you understand, the master, you can only be mine."

As the young man spoke, his eyes revealed a paranoid and strong possessiveness that Su He had never seen before.

Su He was stunned for a moment.

She thought that Tuer was just a young Mu Ai, but this kind of paranoia was obviously a little pathological.

In this room, Zhou Xuanming's eyes moved back to the messy soft couch beside the stone wall. The couch was stained with blood, which caught Zhou Xuanming's eyes.

He suddenly thought of something, his head was pounding, anger surged to the top of his head, and the blood in his mind was lingering.

In the next second, the hand pinching Su He's waist was even tighter. Looking at Su He, his tone was trembling and full of anger: "He... touched you... didn't he?..."

Hearing these words, Su He turned her head and saw the blood stains on the soft couch. She immediately realized that the two disciples had misunderstood something, and she quickly explained: "No! Nothing happened to us."

Zhou Xuanming was furious and didn't believe it at all.

The expression on the young man's face changed from smile to ruthlessness, and he supported Su He's cheek with his palm, his voice was as gentle as a lover's murmur, but his tone was so strange that it made people feel shocked: "Where has he ever touched Master?"

"Apart from your lips, did he touch your body?"

"Hehehe..." Zhou Xuanming suddenly laughed in a low voice, his eyes were red, with a faint glint of water in them, and bursts of devilish energy overflowed from his whole body.Raising his hand suddenly, a cluster of flames burned the soft couch, and another soft couch was released from the space.

Su He felt that there was something wrong with Zhou Xuanming. Xuanming was a fellow practitioner of immortality, but the devil energy never controlled his mind. It existed as another system, and now there were faint signs of madness.

She held her hand in each other's arms, ignoring other things, and her voice was a little nervous and worried: "Xuan Ming, calm down. Nothing happened between Wei Shi and Qi Yuan. That situation was completely accidental. How could Wei Shi not like him with him?" have what."

But the words that are spoken are like rain falling into the ocean, completely in vain.

The young man in front of him didn't show a single bit of emotion on his face, it was a gesture of complete disbelief.

Su and the whole person were suddenly thrown into the soft couch made of soft white fox fur.She pushed herself up and wanted to go down, but in the next second, the young man's slender body like bamboo rolled up.

He leaned over as if to kiss her, Su He hurriedly pushed the other's chest to stop him, and turned his head: "Zhou Xuanming, you are making a mistake! If you make a big mistake, even a teacher can't save you!"

Zhou Xuanming lowered his eyes, his eyes were red, and looked at Su He: "Why can he do it, but I can't?"

"I like your master so much..."

"Master is full of other people's smell now, it's really annoying."

Su He really didn't know what he was trying to do, as if he couldn't understand people's words: "I said it all..." No...

In a word, the boy suddenly held her wrist and raised it above his head, and kissed her in the next second.

The remaining half of Su He's words were lost between his lips and teeth.

It wasn't the kind of kiss that was superficial. The boy's kiss didn't have the slightest hint of tenderness, but there was a hint of anger in the domineering way.

Su He struggled, but in exchange for the opponent's stronger restraint.

Zhou Xuanming's mind is no longer rational. The moment he kissed his beloved, it was like an addiction and he couldn't stop.

However, while kissing and kissing, a low sobbing sound suddenly came from below her.

The sound was intermittent, thin and weak.

Zhou Xuanming opened his eyes, and saw the master lying on the couch, crying.

Master, who had never shown any signs of fear or weakness, was crying.

Su He just felt...aggrieved.

Being treated like this, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.

Zhou Xuanming didn't expect Master to cry, a little flustered, stopped quickly, and looked at Su He in bewilderment.

"Master..."

The pressure on the lips left, but Su He's tears couldn't stop, the sobbing sound became clearer, and even the whole person twitched.

His eyes were bloodshot from crying, and the tip of his nose was also a little red.

Su He had never been so ashamed and powerless before. The moment she was kissed by Zhou Xuanming, the feeling of being helpless and powerless made her feel aggrieved suddenly: "You bastard... a traitor..."

Master's tears, like a heavy rain, quenched his anger and restored his sanity.

He let go of Su He at a loss, with a flustered voice: "Master, you...don't cry, I'm a bastard, it's my fault, I let go, don't cry."

Zhou Xuanming let go of Su He's wrist, looked at the crying man, not knowing how to deal with himself.

Su He curled his arms in front of his chest, turned his head, half of his face was buried in the soft fox fur, covering his crying side.

She didn't want to cry anymore, but she couldn't control it, and she didn't want to be seen in such a mess, so she could only hide her ears like this.

"Go...you go..." Su He's voice was nasal.

"Master, I was wrong, I'm an asshole. But let me go, I will never go."

Zhou Xuanming put his arm through Su He's shoulders, picked him up, hugged him in his arms, and patted Su He's back to comfort him: "I'm sorry, Master, I won't be here anymore. This disciple just lost his mind, how does Master want to fight?" It’s okay to scold me. But Master, please don’t cry…”

Su He leaned against the young man's thin and broad chest, and couldn't stop crying: "Bastard... a traitor... I will punish you as a teacher... go to Nanshan to dig mines..."

"I said I didn't...I have nothing to do with him...Why don't you believe...Why do you treat me like this..."

Now that Zhou Xuanming's mind is clear and he can hear the words, he was a little stunned when he heard the words, and looked down at the person in his arms: "Then, those blood..."

Su He was crying, and when he heard that the other party still didn't believe him, he was inexplicably more wronged: "You bastard traitor...that's not mine..."

After these words fell, Zhou Xuanming fell into a strong sense of guilt.

The hand holding Su He was a little tighter, and his chin rested on the top of Su He's hair. He admitted his mistake very quickly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Master. Don't cry, you punish me, I'm an asshole, I It's a beast."

After crying for a while, Su He finally got over it, and when he got over it, he was angry.

Panting, she suddenly pushed the person in front of her away and slapped him on the face.

(End of this chapter)