Fortunately, the thing that was usually good at talking was still smart and could barely offset the pain.

Even if he was unconscious, he still couldn't resist the body's instinctive reaction.

With his wrist still held by Gu Xingyun, Yan Huailiu had no way to struggle.

The whole person felt like he was sailing on the sea. The waves were surging and the boat rolled over several times with the waves. Finally, he could not bear the torture and everything in the cabin spilled out.

Gu Xingyun's Adam's apple rolled a few times and he coughed hard.

"Master is sweet from the inside out. If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

Like a scoundrel, he kissed her forcefully.

The suppressed emotions reached their limit, and he stared at Yan Huailiu's thin lips in a daze.

"Master, I think..."

Yan Huailiu looked at him blankly.

"Forget it." Gu Xingyun held him in his arms and turned over to sit up: "Forget it."

How dare you think about those things?

Something that is pushing the boundaries.

He cursed himself in his heart, but did not forget to coax the person in his arms: "Master, don't be afraid, this disciple dare not be presumptuous."

It was as if he was not the one holding people down and moving them around.

When he is in an advantageous position, Gu Xingyun will never compromise himself.

What's more, it has been suppressed for so long.

Half the room was filled with a strange smell, and both of them were covered in traces, before they finally stopped.

Without any cleaning, he calculated the time and fell asleep with the person in his arms.

The moment the first ray of sunlight hit his face, Yan Huailiu frowned to block it.

Feeling someone gently pushing his body, he got up in a rage and opened his eyes fiercely.

Gu Xingyun was shirtless and looked at him expressionlessly: "Master, you're pressing down on my clothes."