si-mexico Chapter 166 How do you want to hug
Chapter 166 How do you want to hug
Chu Xinglan seemed to have heard a bolt from the blue, and his expression, which he had managed to maintain calm, suddenly shattered.
He looked at his master in disbelief: "You...what did you say? What did you say I wanted to do?"
The lucky doll not far behind them already disliked Sang Yunqi, and now seeing that he dared to tease Chu Xinglan, he was even more furious.
Not caring about the huge difference between himself and Sang Yunqi, he glared at him fiercely and said unhappily.
"You old rascal said you wanted to kiss him, how shameless! Why don't you stay away from him quickly, or you won't know when you will be eaten alive."
Chu Xinglan heard every word clearly, but when they were put together, his mind began to become confused. How on earth did his master say that?
Sang Yunqi was confronted by the lucky doll, but he was not angry. It was just that Chu Xinglan in front of him was too likable. He was in a very good mood and was too lazy to argue with the lucky doll.
The finger that was still hooked on Chu Xinglan's chin moved slightly and scratched his chin.
"Could it be that Master said something wrong?"
Under his powerful sense of oppression, Chu Xinglan was like a trembling puppy, and nodded quickly when he heard his question.
"Well, Master is wrong, I didn't, how could I?"
Sang Yunqi drooped his eyelashes in despair, as if he had heard something sad.
"Okay, it's the Master who wants to kiss Little Xinglan."
After saying that, she moved closer to Chu Xinglan, and her moist and soft lips gently pressed against Chu Xinglan's forehead, and then separated immediately.
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When Song Ling and others hurried over, Chu Xinglan's wounds had been carefully coated with medicine by Sang Yunqi, and he had changed into a clean robe.
She was leaning stupidly in Sang Yunqi's arms, her mind wandering.
Yan Xin and others nearby have also woken up with the help of the lucky doll, and are discussing the previous danger with lingering fear.
Of course, their eyes would occasionally scan the master and disciple who were leaning against each other. Obviously, whether they saw Sang Yunqi or their intimate behavior, they were very curious.
Only the lucky doll had a black face, which looked as ugly as if it had eaten a fly.
When Song Ling saw Chu Xinglan still sitting there safely, he finally let go of the worry in his heart and ran straight to Chu Xinglan.
"Brother Chu, you scared me to death. Fortunately, nothing happened."
When the formation was activated, he was far away. When they rushed over in a hurry, they had not stayed in the formation for long before the formation was cut down by Sang Yunqi's sword.
This resulted in them all looking like nothing serious had happened except that they were a little tired.
God knows when he saw the piercing sword light, he was so scared that his heart almost jumped out, fearing that when he rushed over he would see his good brother who was already dead.
Seeing Sang Yunqi happily leaning against Chu Xinglan at this moment, what was there to not understand? That sword light must have been done by the ancestor.
Chu Xinglan was very happy to see that they were safe and sound, "I'm fine, Master came in time, it's just a minor injury."
After saying that, he looked at the miserable disciples from various sects behind Song Ling and his group and asked curiously.
"What are they?"
Song Ling glanced back, then casually sat down next to him and began to explain.
"I met them on the way here. They looked like they were drained of energy. Their faces were extremely pale. After they saw us, they followed us. I saw that they were not seriously ill. They just needed to go back and take care of themselves."
"Brother Chu, what is going on?"
Chu Xinglan simply told the story of how he discovered something was wrong, encountered the puppet, and then the demon attack, which stunned Song Ling and his group.
When everyone had almost recovered, Sang Yunqi stood up and picked up Chu Xinglan with one hand, let him sit on his arm, and made a few hand gestures with his other free hand.
A familiar silver-white light gate appeared in front of everyone.
"The competition is temporarily suspended. Let's go and leave the secret realm first."
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly stood up, thanked Sang Yunqi, then lined up and left through the light gate one by one.
Chu Xinglan was held by his master like a child and was forced to accept curious and inquiring gazes. He moved uncomfortably and wanted to jump down.
Sang Yunqi slapped her on the butt and said, "Don't move."
Chu Xinglan's face, which had just recovered, turned red again, but this time it was more out of shame and anger.
"Master, my injuries are not serious at all. Especially after using Master's medicine, my wounds are almost healed. I can walk on my own."
Sang Yunqi hummed casually, "I know, I just want to hold you."
Chu Xinglan: “…”
"Master, please don't hold a child in this position. It's too embarrassing."
Sang Yunqi was originally paying attention to the disciples leaving from various families. When he heard his words, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.
"Then how do you want Master to hold you?"
As he spoke, he lifted Chu Xinglan up, supported his knee with his other hand, and put his original hand around his back, holding him in his arms like a princess.
"Do you like it this way?"
Chu Xinglan didn't know where to put his hands. He felt even more embarrassed and angry. How could a grown man like him be carried as a princess, especially with so many people watching? Didn't he, Chu Xinglan, have any respect?
Sang Yunqi's eyes were on him the whole time. Seeing that he looked hopeless, he knew that he didn't like it, and he let out a distressed sound.
He supported his back and exerted force, causing his upper body to lie on his shoulders. He used his palms to spread his long legs apart and placed them on both sides of his waist.
Chu Xinglan was startled by his sudden movement, and her legs naturally wrapped tightly around his waist and her hands embraced his back.
When Chu Xinglan realized what he had done, he wanted to hit Sang Yunqi to death. What on earth was he doing?
Sang Yunqi felt his movement and patted his back with satisfaction.
"It seems that Xinglan likes this position. She knows to take the initiative. Master also likes this position. She can hold little Xinglan tightly in her arms."
Chu Xinglan buried his head in his neck with a dead heart, listening to the vicious words coming out of his mouth, and gave up on himself and planned to play dead.
The whole person hung on Sang Yunqi like a koala, and was carried by Sang Yunqi towards the light gate.
Chu Xinglan closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, his big eyes curved where Sang Yunqi couldn't see.
No matter how hard he tried to talk, Chu Xinglan had to admit that being hugged by his master and pressed completely against him, he felt his entire body enveloped in the reassuring scent of his master, and he liked this kind of intimacy very much.
Raising one hand and gently touching his forehead, Chu Xinglan closed his eyes again, and left the secret realm the next second.