Chapter 509 Like you! I really want to make progress
Facts have proved that Qian Renjue thought too much.
Or rather.
It's because he was a little too sensitive after being played by Ling Yuan and A Yin in the past two days.
Step into Dugu Yan's boudoir.
In fact, nothing too sexy happened.
Just simple
It's just a kiss and touch that doesn't require much energy.
"Your Highness~"
Dugu Yan squeezed into Qian Renjue's arms, holding a golden banana slice in his mouth.
He raised his head and came closer, his red lips were moist, as if they were covered with rock candy.
"Yanyan, there's no need to feed me like this, right?"
Qian Renjue smiled dryly.
At this moment, he was wrapped around Dugu Yan on the soft sofa like a prey.
"..."
Dugu Yan didn't care.
It just tightened its entanglement and stared at the prey with its strange green vertical pupils.
His arms were wrapped around Qian Renjue's neck.
The snake kissed the red lips, pushed the banana slice into his mouth, and dissolved it.
"Hmm!"
Qian Renjue's Adam's apple twitched.
He grabbed the snake's tail lying across his arms and scratched it.
The fine scales are arranged neatly and tightly.
The ice is cold and very smooth.
Under Qian Renjue's hands, some of the snake scales slightly lifted and trembled, showing warmth.
Dugu Yan looked slightly drunk and took back the snake letter.
Watching Qian Renjue swallow the food, she pursed her plump red lips and was filled with happiness.
Jade hands caressing the heart
"If His Highness doesn't like it, then Yanyan won't feed it like this."
"Hmm"
Qian Renjue nodded slightly.
He hugged the water snake around the waist and gently patted the snake's tail wrapped around him.
"Loose your tail by the way, it's a bit tight."
"Yes, Your Highness."
When Dugu Yan heard this, he immediately untied his prey.
Quietly nestled in Qian Renjue's arms.
He lowered his eyes, looking at the horror that was about to break out of the layers of snakes.
Her pretty face bleeds and becomes submissive.
Dugu Yan looked away, suddenly worried about Ye Lingling.
Lingling has made so many preparations.
I wonder if you have done a good job of psychological construction based on reality and putting yourself in others’ shoes?
There should be.
After all, Lingling and His Highness had already been in bed together.
——
While Qian Renjue was resting with the beautiful snake in his arms, waiting for the arrival of noon.
Far away in Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang stayed up almost all night.
I got up early, cooked herbal chicken soup, and came to the door of Tang San's dormitory.
Knocked on the door.
His familiar voice came from the room.
"Xiao Ao? Come in!"
Squeak!
Opening the door, Yu Xiaogang walked forward carrying chicken soup and a crutch.
Try to keep your voice as soft as possible:
"Xiao San, how is your recovery?"
The words fell.
Tang San immediately turned his head, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Teacher! When did you come?!"
After asking, Tang San quickly stood up to welcome Yu Xiaogang's arrival.
But the physical pain made him grin.
"Mistress, just lie down when you are injured. All those etiquette are empty."
Yu Xiaogang threw away his crutch and quickly stepped forward to support Tang San.
Looking at the bandage tightly wrapping Tang San, there was fear in his eyes.
He urged with distress:
"Sit down quickly."
"I came here the day you left the academy."
After answering Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang picked up the food box he brought and opened it.
"I heard that you were injured last night. I was afraid that it would disturb your rest, so I came here now. This is the chicken soup I made specially for you, drink some."
"Thank you, teacher, but I've already eaten."
Tang San looked at the food box on the table not far away, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Have you eaten?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned.
I followed my gaze and saw that there were leftover green turtle shells on the table.
"No wonder. That girl Xiao Wu bought it, right?" "Well, she bought it, but she was busy practicing, so Ma Hongjun sent it to her."
Tang San had a bit of shyness and tenderness on his face.
"Huh, busy practicing? She must be busy playing around."
Yu Xiaogang hates that iron cannot make steel.
Tang San smiled dryly and said: "Teacher, Xiao Wu actually works very hard too."
“A blessing in disguise, but I still don’t know how to make progress.”
Yu Xiaogang's left eye was filled with regret.
Hear the words.
The smile on Tang San's face disappeared completely, leaving only dullness, as he thought of what happened that day again.
He was hemming and hawing, a little hard to say.
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"Teacher, I, my soul ring."
Notice the change in him.
Yu Xiaogang stopped mentioning anything else and his face suddenly darkened.
"I already know it all!"
"Does the teacher know?"
Tang San was a little confused. He still didn't have the courage to look at the spirit ring after he was picked up
How he wished that everything that night was just a dream.
"Hmph!"
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly and reprimanded in a deep voice:
"Xiaosan, let me ask you, have I asked you to practice your second martial spirit?"
"No, no."
Tang San lowered his head and shook his head.
There was no smile on Yu Xiaogang's face, only sadness and severity.
"Then you are still messing around?!"
"Do you know that you are wasting the talent of your twin martial souls!"
Listening to Yu Xiaogang's cold voice.
The suppressed resentment in Tang San's heart surged, and he raised his head and almost growled.
"I know!"
"Teacher, I know this is a waste of talent, but I can't help it!"
"..."
Seeing Tang San's blood-red eyes, Yu Xiaogang refused to be outdone and his one eye turned cloudy.
He asked in a cold voice:
"Then why did you knowingly commit the crime!"
"Because I can't stand it anymore, because I want to make progress too much!"
Tang San stared at Yu Xiaogang, feeling aggrieved.
It’s a rare opportunity not to complain.
"Teacher! Do you know how strong those monsters in this academy are?"
"Even broke your so-called theoretical limit!"
"And I can only bear two white rings, and suffer all the looks and ridicule"
"Like you! Even the soul skills are ashamed to be released!"
Listen to Tang San's words.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, his breathing became rapid, and his anger surged.
What does it mean to be like him?
His soul skills still have attack power after all
"Haha. There is no useless martial spirit, only useless soul masters?"
Tang San's words weren't over yet.
He murmured with mockery on his face, raised his hand, clenched his fist, and said sadly:
"Teacher! I used to agree with this sentence"
"But now, reality tells me that this sentence is really ridiculous!"
"The facts tell me that Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial spirit! Even if it is not attached with a ten-year spirit ring, it will not be able to support my subsequent cultivation!"
"You still want to become a titled Douluo and then practice your second martial spirit? It's simply a wishful thinking!"
"I am a genius with innate soul power! But relying on Bluesilver Grass, my final end will be the same as you, teacher! I will never be able to break through again for the rest of my life. I will look like a waste!"
Yu Xiaogang's expression became more and more gloomy, looking at Tang San who wanted to poke his heart again.
He immediately raised his palm, rounded it and threw it away.
Snap——!
A loud and crisp sound ended Tang San's roar.
"Ugh!"
There was a red mark on Tang San's face.
His head was whipped to the side, he staggered and fell beside the bed, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His face was burning.
"Enough!"
Yu Xiaogang shouted angrily, his body shaking with anger.
Panting like a cow:
"I thought you were mature before! It's only now that I realize I was totally wrong! It's only been a few years since you started talking about things like trash? Can't you handle it anymore? You've been carrying it as a teacher for most of your life! No! Still endure the humiliation and make a breakthrough in theory? ”
"Bah!"
Tang Sanchao vomited blood on the bed and said in a hoarse voice:
"But I'm not a teacher! I'm obviously not a waste!"
"You!"
Yu Xiaogang's blood pressure soared, his face turned red, he pointed at Tang San and was speechless.
There's absolutely no way to refute it.
If he could continue to practice, who would choose to follow the path of theory and demonstration?
But Yu Xiaogang was very angry.
"Traitor! I don't know how to repent and dare to make strong arguments!"
"You'd better calm down and calm down."
"Come out, Luo Sanpao, fart like thunder, hypnotize Luo Sanpao into a deep sleep!"
puff--!
(End of chapter)