Quickly wear the heart: the sick and charming male protagonist always wants to covet me

Chapter 109 All the Disciples Covet Me 10
When the wind stopped, Shi Xuan lightly wiped his fine sweat, and by the way, kicked Luo Linghan's body hard on the ground.

—Of course this is all her imagination.

Luo Linghan is no longer the little weak chicken he used to be, he is the big devil after blackening.

How could he be easily kicked down by her?
Taking advantage of the situation, Luo Linghan grabbed Shi Xuan's slender ankle and turned over to let Shi Xuan be on top.

Her clothes twisted around his fingertips.

Silky, light to the touch.

Shi Xuan raised his head slightly, and his long hair was draped behind him like splashed ink, surging up and down like waves.

If Shi Xuan didn't vent her energy, she couldn't use her strength, so she could only let Luo Linghan manipulate her.

Shi Xuan gritted his teeth, and directly pinched Luo Linghan's left ear, pinching again and again.

Luo Linghan's pupils, like the bright moon dyed ink, suddenly became fierce.

He whispered affectionately in Shixuan's ear, "Master...your body is so soft."

"Soft?" Shi Xuan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Who does Xindao look down on?
She squeezed her fist, and waved it towards Luo Linghan's nose, the target was his handsome face that made everyone angry——

"My fist is still hard!"

Accompanied by this slightly angry sweet voice, the wind of the palm came whistling with lightning speed.

Although Shi Xuan has become a weak chicken with no power to restrain the chicken, she still has some roots.

So prepare to stand up and sing the peasants, and prepare to suppress Luo Linghan!
Who knows-

Luo Linghan quickly dodged, picked up her light body, and put her on the table.

Then, out of nowhere, a pitch-black long whip was pulled out.

Shi Xuan sneaked a glance.

Horrified!

Oh, this whip...

"Master is so disobedient, what should I do?"

There was a careless smile on the young man's clear face.

Although he was smiling, the smile didn't really reach his eyes.

Shi Xuan just looked at Luo Linghan helplessly, and wrapped the pitch-black whip around her slender waist.

Slightly cool.

hiss!
Shi Xuan raised his eyes slightly, Luo Linghan's cold face was reflected in his bright eyes.

Shi Xuan was about to speak.

Then I heard Xiao Ran, the eldest disciple outside the room, say, "Report to Master..."

Shi Xuan was startled, and hurriedly pushed Luo Linghan's body to one side, for fear that Xiao Ran would be able to see the messy scene in the house through the window...

Shi Xuan pinched the center of his eyebrows helplessly, and responded to Xiao Ran: "What's the matter?"

Luo Linghan leaned over, put his long fingers on her waist, paused on the long whip, and scratched it lightly.

Shi Xuan was shocked immediately, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to let out a breath!
He raised his head viciously to look at Luo Linghan, puffed up his cheeks ferociously, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

Hateful stinky apprentice!

Don't talk about martial arts!

Luo Linghan scratched the tip of her nose and said with a smile, "Don't Master like it?"

"..."

Shi Xuan didn't answer, fixed his clothes on his body expressionlessly, and straightened his messy long hair in front of the mirror.

Luo Linghan stood on her right side, his deep voice pierced his ears like spring water, "Master, don't take that thing off, otherwise..."

He snorted lightly, "It's at your own peril."

"..." It's hard, the fist is already hard!
Is it a crime to kill him?
Not counting!

Shi Xuan's eyes had already cut Luo Linghan into pieces... Her eyes were full of resentment, Luo Linghan only thought she was very cute like this.

What should Master wear next time... Luo Linghan fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)