After all, I didn’t eat on time.

Yan Huailiu had no idea what his apprentice was doing.

Every time I kiss him, I have to stop and observe him for a long time, and the time gradually accumulates each time.

From the first three seconds to the last thirty minutes, it refused to stop.

He was so short of oxygen several times that he saw stars in front of his eyes, his hands and feet were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to push people.

From playing around in the kitchen to the bedroom, Gu Xingyun was now like a puppy that had not been weaned, and was unwilling to move away from him for even a second.

Although there are no extra actions other than kissing, it is a natural physiological reaction.

Yan Huai was so embarrassed that he didn't want to see anyone. He tried his best to cover himself for fear of being discovered.

But this wolf cub's attention is all on him, how could he miss these?

"Okay, that's enough. I still have to cook. Aren't you hungry?" Yan Huai blushed and raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face.

Gu Xingyun gently kissed the palm of his hand, a trace of worry on his face. He asked for the nth time: "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Huailiu gritted his teeth: "No! Just stay away from me."

It was not just uncomfortable enough to describe it, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He just hoped that Gu Xingyun could get out quickly so that he could find a way to calm down.

It's so embarrassing. I've never felt so embarrassed in my life.

"I don't feel uncomfortable..." Gu Xingyun repeated, his expression visibly relaxed.

He gently pulled Yan Huailiu's hand away: "If you don't feel uncomfortable, then continue..."

He had a big frame and could grab Yan Huailiu's crossed wrists with one hand and chase him to take advantage of him.

The thin lips were kissed until they were red and swollen.

Her face is like a peach blossom, about to bloom.

The deliberately pretended ferocity has no lethality at all, but instead adds a bit of temptation.

Gu Xingyun's Adam's apple rolled, and the red in his eyes seemed to be a little more intense.

He leaned in closer, and Yan Huailiu was so frightened that he quickly stopped him: "I, I'm hungry."

In the end, it was still a step too late. Gu Xingyun was slightly stunned. After a moment, he looked down in disbelief.

Yan Huailiu hurriedly broke free from his restraints and covered his eyes: "Don't look!"

"Heh." Gu Xingyun sneered and effortlessly pulled away the hand that was blocking his view.

"Master, I'm hungry too."

"Disciple has been hungry since yesterday..."

"No, I have been hungry for many days."

"Master, please be kind to me for once."

"Just this once, Master, can you please let me go?"

He was talking nonsense, but his eyes were extremely serious.

Yan Huailiu's face turned red, and before he could react to what he meant, a hoarse voice came to his ears again.

"Let the disciples eat first..."

A grand fireworks display seemed to unfold in my mind.

He stood on the crowded street, surrounded by warmth, looking up to admire the grand fireworks that belonged to him.

I tried to break free and wanted to run into the night alone, but finally chose to give up.

She shielded her eyes with her arms, pretending not to feel the temperature on her face and body that was hot enough to boil an egg, and gave up control of her body.

Controlled by Gu Xingyun, he experienced unprecedented pleasure.

The moment the fireworks burst, he panicked and wanted to kick Gu Xingyun away.

But it's too late.

The words I used to curse him a long time ago flashed through my mind at an inopportune time.

[If it's not dirty, why don't you eat it yourself, you bastard!]

None of the shocks could compare to the sight of Gu Xingyun kneeling there and smiling at him.

Yan Huailiu felt that his language system had completely stopped working at this moment.

Gu Xingyun coughed calmly and helped Yan Huailiu tidy up his clothes very naturally.

"Master always dislikes making noises. Fortunately, this bracelet occasionally bumps against me, adding some fun."

He gently held Yan Huailiu's ankle, and when he noticed that he was distracted, he pulled it down hard.

Yan Huailiu was caught off guard and was pulled over.

Gu Xingyun placed his hands on either side of his head, grinning smugly, but his tone was clearly aggrieved: "Master, I'm not full..."

The moment those thin lips approached, Yan Huailiu burst out with amazing strength and kicked Gu Xingyun to the ground.

"Ah!" He let out a short cry.

Instead of scaring Gu Xingyun, he scared himself first.

Yan Huailiu's head was buzzing, which perfectly illustrated what it meant to be at a loss.

After looking around, he finally picked up the clean clothes beside him and threw them at Gu Xingyun: "You, you, you... spit it out, ahhh! It's dirty, you are sick!"

He didn't even know what he was scolding.

Gu Xingyun is now thick-skinned and tough, so he doesn't feel any pain when he is kicked away.

I was just amused by Yan Huailiu's reaction: "Master, it's not dirty. As long as it's Master's things, they are clean."

"Shut up! Shut up! Don't you dare talk!"

Yan Huailiu jumped off the bed in a hurry, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and ran out quickly.

When she got to the door, she didn't forget to explain: "I, I'm going to cook for you, don't come over, you don't have to come out, don't come over!"

Gu Xingyun, who was about to chase him, immediately stopped and sat there nodding: "Okay, disciple will clean up the table and wait for Master to prepare the meal."

Yan Huailiu tripped over the threshold and looked very embarrassed.

What Gu Xingyun did was too avant-garde and too extraordinary for him, a simple virgin who had been pure and unselfish for 28 years and whose mind was full of life and study.

He had no idea how to deal with it.

He locked the door of the small kitchen from the inside. Yan Huailiu covered his face and leaned against the door frame, trying his best to suppress the urge to shout.

The body seemed to still retain that strange yet comfortable feeling, and the heat showed no sign of dissipating at all.

He quickly walked to the stove, put his hands in cold water, and washed every leaf of vegetable thoroughly, using this method to divert his attention.

In the room, Gu Xingyun slowly made the bed.

Walk to the table and pour yourself a glass of water.

He glanced towards the kitchen and made sure he could hear the sound of cutting vegetables before he sat down with peace of mind.

His index finger tapped the table lightly, his brain working rapidly.

This level of touch doesn't seem to cause any harm.

Kissing is fine, and he can also serve his master unilaterally.

The other way around...it doesn't seem to work.

What flows out of his body is filth, while his master is clean and pure from the inside out.

If, like in this situation, the two people's emotional ups and downs are similar, it seems that the feeling of being out of control can offset each other.

Even if he got overly excited, he wouldn't hurt his master.

It could also be that... he didn't use any demonic energy during this entire process.

"Master." Gu Xingyun called softly, stood up and walked to the bed, buried his face in the quilt, and took a deep breath.

"I can give up everything, but before that..."

There was a sound of shattering in the kitchen, and Gu Xingyun suddenly came back to his senses and ran over quickly.

He opened the locked door effortlessly and saw Yan Huailiu squatting there.

"Master, what's wrong?"