The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 210 220. Xiao Yuan, You Are Finally Here...

Bai Liao's eyes sparkled, he bit his lip halfway, and narrowed his eyes mistyly in the blink of an eye, as if he was extremely familiar with Fengyue, and there was a kind of charm in every gesture, and even the face of a beautiful woman showed all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Xiao Yuan, you are finally here..."

The gentle voice is extremely seductive, and every frown and smile is alluring, and there is no trace of the usual.

Hua Yin was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyelids to cover up the flashing emotions.Raising his eyes again, there was already a sinister arc on his lips, and he hugged his arms, and there seemed to be no surprise in his eyes.

The tone was frivolous: "Master, you just remembered, why did you come looking for me in the middle of the night? Or do you want to commit yourself to me?"

Seeing the young man standing there handsomely, with thin crimson lips slightly parted, flirtatious and carefree, just a look in his eyes is peerless.

Bai Liao obviously swallowed his saliva, the greed in his eyes was treacherous and urgent, he licked his cherry lips, and walked in front of Hua Yin in three or two steps, held his cold hand and placed it on his burning heart, "Yes, master Think it over. I have experienced all kinds of wind and rain, and I am willing to dedicate myself to you. Master knows that you are also fond of me, Xiaoyuan, and have even coveted you for a long time..."

After that, he unbuttoned his coat collar.

Hua Yin's eyes were dark and indistinguishable, he grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms, with a hoarse voice that made his legs soft, with a slightly rising and drawn-out tone: "Oh?"

That pair of affectionate eyes looked into people's hearts.

Feeling the tenderness and softness of her lips, the beauty took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and Hua Yin was not Liu Xiahui, so naturally she couldn't let her go.

After carefully savoring the smell of the person in his arms, Hua Yin raised his jaw, looked at the magnified beautiful face in front of him, and could see the mist of emotion emerging from his eyes.

With a faint smile on his lips, he jokingly said, "If Bai Liao had never been so active before, it would really make people fascinated. If he really died under the peony flower, he would be romantic even if he was a ghost~"

"Your acting skills are really good, but it's a pity that you guessed wrong about one thing. I, Su Qingyuan, always respect teachers, and I only like Bai Liao, not my master."

"Being imprisoned for thousands of years without losing your true colors is truly commendable. Have you forgotten how you were sent to hell, huh? Qing Ye."

Hua Yin held him in his arms, whispering against his ear, her thick eyelashes drooping slightly, well concealing the gloom in her eyes, appearing extraordinarily affectionate, every word full of hostility.

Of course Qingye remembered that in his previous life, he failed to seduce Su Qingyuan, but instead was thrown into hell, and it was difficult for him to enter reincarnation for thousands of years.I have done it with many ghosts, but I don't know why, but I have a special obsession with Su Qingyuan.

Gui Bai Liao's body trembled, he bit his lip, the water vapor gathered in his eyes, the tears seemed to fall, as if he had been greatly wronged.

The voice was aggrieved and hoarse, "Didn't you always covet this body, you almost cooked rice several times. I know you have endured so hard, don't you just like this face? Isn't it important? I can replace him and do what you like with you..."

Hua Yin saw him with Bai Liao's face and a coy and coquettish look, and felt an indescribable nausea in his heart.Who would have thought that this young man would be a ghost, and would dare to possess Bai Liao's body to the point of death.

He even dared to move his people, he was courting death.

Hua Yin's face was gloomy, as if he heard something funny, he laughed softly.Before the laughter fell, he narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the black threads in his palm gathered into a hand, tightly strangling Gui Bai Liao's neck.

　Tut tut, women, is it sweet enough?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)