Chapter 142 Rarely strong "You're dead, you dare to do this to your Aunt Yan... You're really tired of living!" Yan Rongrong placed her hands on his shoulders and spoke weakly through gritted teeth, her crimson expression filled with resentment. Although she really wanted to grab Lu Xuan's ears and give him a good lesson. But at this moment, Yan Rongrong had no strength at all in his body. Her head rested on Lu Xuan's chest, her lips slightly open, whispering from time to time. She held Lu Xuan's shoulders with both hands, her nails digging deep into his clothes. "Aunt Yan, it was you who started it first, and you didn't stop, which made me feel very uncomfortable," Lu Xuan looked at Yan Rongrong who was leaning on him in his arms, and felt an inexplicable sense of conquest. It made him realize once again what man's dignity is. "That's because you played a trick on me first. Wait until I recover. Don't want your ears anymore."
As she spoke, Yan Rongrong's body moved from time to time, as if she was waiting for herself to regain control of her body. However, Lu Xuan was not going to give her this opportunity at all. Looking down at Yan Rongrong's blushing face, he raised his hand as if possessed. Just slap her hard! ".You are so bold, you little brat! Don't wait for me to recover. Otherwise, you will be in trouble!" Yan Rongrong snorted lightly, then raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Lu Xuan fiercely. The threat in the words was extremely obvious. “Aunt Yan, I don’t even have the energy to speak anymore, so stop threatening me. It's not intimidating at all, and it will only make me look down on you even more." Lu Xuan rarely showed any toughness, lowered his head and spoke in a deep voice into Yan Rongrong's ear. Then he reached out his hands, just like before, and asked Yan Rongrong to take the hands that were originally on his shoulders. I had to hug his neck to provide more stable support to prevent myself from falling to the ground. "How dare you talk to me like that, you little brat? Wait for me. If I don’t let you experience what pain is later, I won’t be named Yan.” Although he said this, Yan Rongrong's angry eyes gradually softened and turned into a layer of mist. "Aunt Yan, you're already in a mess, so stop being stubborn. You obviously like this, don’t you? " Lu Xuan just felt a little bit dizzy when he looked at Yan Rongrong who could easily oppress him. But at this moment, he was unable to move his body, and suddenly he felt like he was the master of the situation.
"Asshole, you are so outspoken, you deserve a beating!" Although Yan Rongrong was scolding, her weak tone sounded more like flirting. At this moment, she hugged Lu Xuan's neck and rested her chin on his shoulder. The hot body is like the lava flowing on a volcano. "Why do I feel like you're acting like a spoiled brat to me, when you're clearly here to teach me a lesson. After putting on an air of being an elder, I ended up fighting back. I wonder how this feels? Is it because of shame or because of this? " As he spoke playfully, Lu Xuan's heartbeat gradually accelerated. At this moment, he finally understood why his master Fan Qianyue always liked to do that. I kept asking myself, so this is how it feels, no wonder. "Don't talk nonsense or I'll chop off your hand in a moment." Yan Rongrong was still being stubborn, even though half of her body needed Lu Xuan to hold her up to keep from falling. The strong arms tightly embraced the soft waist. "But Aunt Yan, if you really don't want to listen, why do you say these things to you? That’s where it becomes.” Lu Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, and then not long after. He felt Yan Rongrong's body stiffen in his arms, and then she completely softened. "Aunt Yan, you look so beautiful now, much better than your usual fierce look. If only it could stay like this forever.” Looking at Yan Rongrong who might slip out of his hands at any time, Lu Xuan's eyes were full of pride. After he pulled his hand back, he actually used that delicate cheek as a silk cloth to wipe it. However, little did he know that this action actually angered Yan Rongrong. "You little bastard, if the tiger doesn't show its might, you think I'm a sick cat!" Yan Rongrong, who was originally weak and powerless, like a willow in the wind, suddenly recovered his vitality. He stood up and pulled Lu Xuan's ear, and he immediately bent over in pain. "It hurts! Aunt Yan, I was wrong! I lost my mind at the moment, I was wrong!" "It's too late! You little brat is pushing your luck. I just gave you a little permission, but you're taking advantage of me!" "Eh, permission? So you can always resist! It hurts, it hurts!" "Stop talking nonsense and apologize to me right now, right now, right now!" Hearing this, Yan Rongrong's face turned red, and then she quickly increased the strength of her hands, causing Lu Xuan to wail in pain.
In order to force the matter to pass. In fact, with her cultivation level at the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, how could she lose her strength after just a few hits? As long as he used a little bit of magic power, he would be restored to his original state in an instant. It’s just that the strong side of that brat Lu Xuan is indeed interesting, and she just wants to experience it. The atmosphere was originally good and the feeling was just right, and Yan Rongrong was also looking forward to what was to unfold. I just continued it half-heartedly. As a result, Lu Xuan became too proud of himself and went too far, and she really couldn't bear it anymore. "Wrong, wrong! Aunt Yan, please stop twisting it, it's really going to fall off. You can ask me to apologize in any way you want, but please let go first, okay? " Lu Xuan begged for mercy again and again, no longer having the arrogance he had just had. "Hmph, you little brat, even if I give you a chance, it's useless. You'll be forced to work hard under someone else for the rest of your life!" Yan Rongrong let go of his hand and watched him quickly cover his ears with a look of fear on his face. I couldn't help but scold in my heart. It was a rare occasion that she was in the mood, so she pretended to be reluctant but willing, but the boy was asking for trouble. "Get down! How dare you rub it on my face, you little brat! An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. I made a mess of you just now, now..." Yan Rongrong raised her hand, grabbed Lu Xuan's ear, and pulled him under her. "I don't need to explain it so clearly, do I?" "Do you have any more of your ointment?" Lu Xuan swallowed hard, raised his head and asked carefully. "Enough." - On the other side, inside the cave, The drunk Fan Qianyue and Xia Ningyan sat opposite each other at the table, both of them silent for a while. It seemed as if each was waiting for the other to speak first, and the atmosphere became tense. "Master, what exactly do you want to discuss with me?" Finally, Xia Ningyan asked Fan Qianyue softly after making a cup of tea for her. ".After you recover your cultivation and break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage, have you ever thought about where to settle down?" After Fan Qianyue took a sip of the tea, his brows furrowed slightly. Then he asked her intentionally or unintentionally. (I don’t know if it will pass, if not I will have to revise it for a while)
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