My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Baiyu Tower, in the hall!

Guan Qinghan's eyes were cold and he bit his lips slightly. All the scenes that came to his mind were the scenes just now.

That was the moment when Fang Yang and Chu Lian'er met and entered the boudoir.

She thought that she was a person with a firm Taoist heart, and she also thought that she could completely forget the devil.

But now she realized that she was wrong, very wrong.

At some point, this despicable and shameless devil left a deep impression on her heart.

This impression was something she didn't even realize or really understand, but it could no longer be erased.

The most striking evidence is that she actually developed sour feelings towards Chu Lian'er.

This emotion is so complicated, what else is it if it's not jealousy?

Snow fell one after another, and snowflakes fell on her body. Guan Qinghan sat in the corner for a long time, hesitating for a long time, as if he was making some difficult decision.

Finally, she took a deep breath, her eyes became firm, and she took a step forward. With a sway, she rushed directly to the outside of Baiyun Tower. It didn't take long for her to reach the window of Chu Lian'er's boudoir.

Holding his breath and concentrating, he blocked all his spiritual thoughts to ensure that no breath leaked out, and then cast his gaze over.

Feeling uneasy!

The palms were clenched tightly together, and the knuckles were so pale that they almost pierced into the palms!

The last time, the absolute last time!

This was her chance to give the devil, she wanted to see what the devil wanted to do.

……

In Baiyu Tower, Chu Lian'er's boudoir, the door was closed tightly, and the atmosphere was so charming and ambiguous.

Regarding this matter, the maid who had been following Chu Lian'er had been sent out by Fang Yang.

Chu Lian'er was sitting on the bed, weak and charming, still looking frail.

Different from other brothel girls, as the world's number one courtesan, Chu Lian'er is also quite talented and likes to write some poems, short poems, and even copy calligraphy.

Therefore, the boudoir always exudes the faint fragrance of books. The local book and the paintings hanging on the wall make the whole room elegant and peaceful.

Chu Lian'er has always had a rather cold personality, very proud and indifferent. It is precisely because she has stayed in Baiyun Tower for so many years that she can see many things clearly.

But even so, when she really had to face this, she still felt very uneasy. After all, she was only in her prime now.

No matter how famous she is in the world, no matter how she is the best courtesan in the world, in the final analysis, she is still a young girl.

Thinking of the devil's bad reputation outside and what was about to happen, Chu Lian'er bit her lips, her face turned pale, and her beautiful face showed deep sadness.

Green-green fingers clenched the corners of his clothes tightly.

That's how it is in this world.

The weak preyed on the strong. Even though she was an oiran, she still looked so fragile and insignificant in front of those sect young masters. She was simply not worth mentioning.

That's right, the reason why she just walked out of the boudoir was just because of Zhao Cheng's order.

She was like duckweed in the wind. Zhao Cheng placed a restriction on her body, asking her to seduce the Demon Lord. Otherwise, she would die without triggering the restriction. Now she had no choice.

And at this time...

Swish!

Fang Yang gently took a step forward, and in an instant he was in front of Chu Lian'er. Under the uneasy gaze of the other party, he stretched out his strong arms and directly pulled Chu Lian'er into his arms.

The two people's skin touched each other, but for an instant, Chu Lian'er's body trembled and her face became paler.

You can feel a pair of hot hands, as if peeling off snow-white lotus seeds, gently taking off her clothes, revealing her snow-white and pink skin.

And... there are still some young and sexy clothes.

"As expected of the best courtesan in the world, her beauty is indeed good. Even if I am walking among flowers, I have to admit that Miss Chu is so graceful."

As he said that, Fang Yang smiled, and his big hot hands reached for the hem of Chu Lian'er's skirt!

Chu Lian'er was uneasy, her heart was beating like a deer, her face was extremely pale, with a trace of blush, and her eyes were filled with sadness.

She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, trying to stop the devil, but she knew very well that all this was just a dream. In front of the powerful and overbearing devil, she, a weak woman, no matter how hard she struggled, could only It's just a joke.

Can't escape that sad fate!

really……

Crash.

A gust of wind blew by, gently blowing up the hem of her skirt, causing all of her skirt to fall down, revealing her graceful and weak body, as well as the obscene pants underneath.

It barely covers a jade leg, with a few small flowers embroidered on it.

It's both cute and attractive.

Perhaps she noticed Fang Yang's gaze, or perhaps she accepted her fate. In the end, Chu Lian'er took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly lay on the bed, biting her lips, waiting for her fate to come.

Those jade legs were tightly twisted together.

There were a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

Tears trickled down.

But even so, she didn't expect to get the devil's mercy. After all, although the devil was very handsome, his reputation outside was too bad!

Many women have been ruined by the devil.

It is enough to prove how cold and cruel the devil's character is.

Just as she was waiting for the devil's next move, a joking voice sounded in her ears the next moment.

"Miss Chu, what are you doing? Stand up first."

Chu Lian'er opened her eyes. There were still a few tears on her green face. She looked at Fang Yang with wide eyes. There were still traces of doubts in her eyes. It seemed that she wasn't quite sure what the devil wanted to do. What.

Why didn't he pounce on him like a hungry tiger like she imagined, but let her stand up instead?

However, although she was a little confused and confused.

But now she had no choice but to cooperate with the devil obediently. She did not dare to show any disobedience and could only get up from the bed obediently.

Wearing only thin obscene clothes, he lowered his head shyly and his body was trembling slightly.

Then, she saw the devil walking to the dressing table, looking at her with a smile, and tapping the table gently.

"Sit up and face me. Don't be so nervous."

Chu Lian'er became more and more confused and couldn't figure out what Fang Yang wanted to do. But at this moment, she had turned into a puppet and could only obey Fang Yang's words obediently. She walked step by step like a zombie. In front of the dressing table, he climbed up shyly. Then, he sat slowly on the dressing table, his two jade legs undulating slightly, and his body exuded a virgin fragrance, like grass, so green, but so alluring, making people unconsciously I put all my energy into it and became intoxicated with it.

"Demon...Demon Lord?"

Perhaps seeing Fang Yang standing there, looking thoughtful, she finally called softly, her voice trembling.

Then, she shyly saw Fang Yang squatting down, grabbing her feet with his big hands, gently taking off her shoes, taking off her stockings, revealing her white and tender feet.

Like a pearl, crystal clear, yet graceful and natural.

"Don't be afraid, don't be nervous. Next, just obey my words. I promise you will be safe and sound!"

Fang Yang smiled calmly, and under Chu Lian'er's doubtful gaze, he waved his hand, and then a water mirror appeared behind him. It was so clear that it could almost cover the two bodies.

Afterwards, Chu Lian'er let Fang Yang swing her body in confusion. Not long after, a picture appeared in the mirror.

She was sitting there on the cramped dressing table, and the devil was standing in front of her. Her jade hands gently hugged the devil's neck.

And those jade legs were wrapped around the devil's waist, and the jade feet were tight. Hooked together.

You can be as charming as you want, and you can be as ridiculous as you want.

Swish!

In an instant, Chu Lian'er's cheeks turned red, exuding layers of blush, like the sunset blooming in loneliness. At this moment, how could she not know what the devil wanted to do.

The world's best oiran is also an oiran. Although she has never been a human being, she has read the relevant books.

Therefore, I know a lot of shameful postures, and I also know that many men have strange habits and like to play with them.

Obviously, the same is true for Demon Lord, but this is a normal thing.

After all, the Demon Lord has a reputation for sex, and there are too many women who have been raped by him. It is normal to have this habit.

However, this was her first time after all. She had also imagined being deeply loved by others, but when she thought about being tortured and toyed with by the devil now, she didn't even know if she could get out of the boudoir.

The sadness in her heart welled up again, and the sadness in her eyes became more and more intense.

The tears were crystal clear, but so clear and cold, they just broke down the cheeks and fell to the ground.

She could only watch helplessly as the devil stretched out his big hand and slowly pulled off her obscene clothes.

His actions were so rough and brutal, and there was no mercy at all.

Just like that, it didn't take long for her snow-white skin to be completely exposed to the air, looking so sad and helpless.

The autumn rain was pattering, and the breeze drifted in along the cracks in the window, bringing with it waves of coldness. Chu Lian'er hugged her body tightly, her eyes full of desolation, and she looked forward with empty eyes, as if she had no soul.

Then, she saw Fang Yang suddenly take off his black robe, and bursts of masculine energy spurted out from the devil's body, almost suffocating, and even his face became much pale.

"Everything is over."

She was murmuring in her heart, smiling miserably, already waiting for the final judgment of fate.

As a result, the next moment, she saw the devil's palm stretching out and gently pressing towards her. Then, layers of flames appeared between the huge palms, and the flames were all black.

The flames were all black and turned into tentacles, as if they were alive, crackling, crackling! It spread towards him, seeming to want to involve her in it.

Chu Lian'er's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Fang Yang in horror, her eyes full of horror.

Touch... tentacles?

After staying in Baiyulou for a long time, I can hear about all kinds of things.

She knows that many perverted customers are also practitioners who are not satisfied with conventional methods and usually use various utensils and weird techniques.

The most frightening thing among them are these tentacles, which are so disgusting that they almost make people fall into hell, from which they will never be able to climb out.

Could it be that……

Is the devil going to do these things to her next?

She was filled with fear. The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. She pursed her lips tightly, and tears kept flowing down from her empty eyes, like rain.

It didn't take long for her to burst into tears.

"Demon... Lord Demon, the little girl is wrong. Please spare the little girl. The little girl is willing to pay any price."

She begged hard, trying to get the devil to let her go, but what she got in return was the devil's indifferent face. He didn't even bother, and just let the flames rush toward her.

Chu Lian'er closed her eyes in despair, even ready to bite her tongue and commit suicide, unwilling to accept such humiliation and huge pain.

As a result, after a long time, nothing seemed to happen, and she did not feel any pain or strange joy from her body.

Instead, she felt a sense of warmth, like spring water, which made her even couldn't help but groan. Then she opened her eyes in confusion, wanting to know what was going on.

As a result, at the first sight, her pupils shrank instantly, with a look of astonishment on her face, and she suddenly looked at Fang Yang, at the always indifferent demon in front of her, and at the mirror behind the demon.

In front of her eyes, there were no tentacles, only wisps of black flames flowing around her body.

That's right, it was flowing. Those flames almost turned into streams, so soft and calm, just passing through her body in a circle.

Before she could react, she saw the devil looking at her with a frown, as if he was thinking about something.

"Demon...Demon Lord?"

She called Fang Yang in confusion, wanting to ask what was going on, but she heard an indifferent voice.

"Don't talk. I want to check your body carefully inside and out, not missing any cracks or corners. After all, I can detect that there is something different about your body, or that there is something different about it. question."

With that said, Fang Yang didn't wait for Chu Lian'er to say anything, and stretched out his huge palm again. Layers of black flames were burning on his palms. The flames clung to his hands, as if they had turned into a thin film. , and then directly leaned toward Chu Lian'er's body.

Not long after, the hot palm gently came into contact with Chu Lian'er's cold skin.

Chu Lian'er's body trembled slightly, her eyes widened in shame, and she looked at the mirror behind Fang Yang.

How could she not know at this moment that the devil probably didn't want to hurt her, but wanted to save her! (End of chapter)