Chapter 142: It’s rare to be strong
“You brat, you’re dead, I dare to do this to your Aunt Yan... I’m so tired of living!”
Yan Rongrong put her hands on his shoulders and said weakly through gritted teeth, her crimson expression full of resentment.
Although she really wanted to grab Lu Xuan's ears and teach him a lesson.
But at this moment, Yan Rongrong had no strength at all.
His head was resting on Lu Xuan's chest, Tan's mouth was slightly open, and he whispered softly from time to time.
He put his hands on Lu Xuan's shoulders and dug his nails into his clothes.
"Aunt Yan, you were obviously the one who made the move first, and you didn't get up or down. It made me feel very uncomfortable."
Lu Xuan looked at Yan Rongrong who was leaning on him in his arms, and felt an inexplicable sense of conquest.
Let him once again realize what a man's dignity is.
"That's not because you teased me first. When I recover later, don't want your ears anymore."
As she spoke, Yan Rongrong's body moved from time to time, as if she was waiting for her to take control of her body again.
However, Lu Xuan was not prepared to give her this opportunity at all.
Looking down at Yan Rongrong's crimson face, he raised his hand out of nowhere.
He slapped her hard directly!
"You brat, you are so audacious! Don't wait for me to recover.
Otherwise, you must look good! "
Yan Rongrong snorted, then raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Lu Xuan fiercely.
The threat in the words was extremely obvious.
“Aunt Yan, you don’t have the energy to speak anymore, so stop threatening people.
It's not a deterrent at all, and it will only make me look down on you even more. "
Lu Xuan rarely became strong-willed, lowered his head and whispered in Yan Rongrong's ear.
Then he reached down and asked Yan Rongrong to put his hands on his shoulders just like before.
She had to wrap her arms around his neck to form a stronger support to prevent herself from falling to the ground.
"You brat still dare to talk to me like that, just wait for me
If I don't let you see what pain is, my surname will not be Yan."
Although he said this, Yan Rongrong's angry eyes gradually softened and turned into a layer of mist.
"Aunt Yan, it's all the same, so don't be so harsh.
You obviously like this too, don't you? "
Lu Xuan only felt a little superior, looking at Yan Rongrong who could easily suppress him.
At this moment, he couldn't move, and his body suddenly gave him the feeling of turning over and becoming the master.
"You bastard. You talk so freely that you deserve a beating!"
Although Yan Rongrong was scolding, his weak tone was more like flirting.
At this moment, she hugged Lu Xuan's neck and rested her chin on his shoulder.
The hot body is like the lava flowing on the volcano.
"Why do you sound like you are acting coquettishly with me? You are obviously planning to teach me a lesson.
After putting on the airs of an elder, I was countered by me. I don’t know what it feels like.
Is it embarrassing or is it because of it?"
As he spoke playful words, Lu Xuan's heartbeat gradually accelerated.
At this moment, he finally understood why Master Fan Qianyue always liked to be at that time.
I kept asking myself, no wonder it feels like this.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll chop off your hand later."
Yan Rongrong was still arrogant, even though half of her body now needed Lu Xuan to drag her down.
The thick arms hugged the soft waist tightly.
"But Aunt Yan, if you really don't want to hear what I said, why did I tell you these words?
That’s where it becomes.”
Lu Xuan raised the corners of his mouth, followed shortly after.
He felt Yan Rongrong's body stiffen in his arms, and then his whole body softened completely. "Aunt Yan, you look so beautiful now, much better than your usual fierce look.
If only it could stay like this. "
Lu Xuan's eyes were filled with pride as he looked at the Yan Rongrong that could slip from his hands at any time.
After he withdrew his hand, he used the delicate cheek as a wiping cloth.
But little did he know that this action angered Yan Rongrong.
"You brat, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, you think I'm a sick cat!"
I saw that Yan Rongrong, who was originally weak and like Liu Fufeng, suddenly regained his vitality.
He stood up and pulled Lu Xuan's ears. The pain made him immediately bend over.
"It hurts, it hurts! Aunt Yan, I was wrong! I got carried away for a moment, I was wrong!"
"It's too late! You bastard is trying to push your limits. I only give you a little permission, and then I'll slap you in the face!"
"Hey, you allow it? So you can always resist, it hurts!"
"Stop talking about those useless nonsense, and apologize to me now, immediately, immediately!"
Hearing this, Yan Rongrong's face turned red, and then he quickly increased the strength on his hands, making Lu Xuan wail in pain.
To force this matter out of the way.
In fact, with her cultivation in the late stage of becoming a god, how could she lose her strength after just a few blows?
As long as the mana is used a little bit, it can be restored to the original state in an instant.
It's just that Lu Xuan's bratty and strong side is indeed somewhat interesting, she just wants to experience it.
The atmosphere was good and the feeling was just right. Yan Rongrong was also waiting for what would happen later.
Half pushed, half put on the ground, he just continued.
In the end, Lu Xuan got carried away and went too far, and she couldn't bear it anymore.
"Wrong, wrong! Aunt Yan, please stop twisting, it's really going to fall off.
You can apologize as much as you want me to, but let go first, okay? "
Lu Xuan begged for mercy again and again, no longer as arrogant as before.
‘Hmph, you brat, it’s no use giving you a chance, you’ll be trapped in a life of hard work for the rest of your life! ’
Yan Rongrong let go of his hand and watched him quickly cover his ears with a look of fear on his face.
I couldn't help but scolded in my heart.
It was rare that she was in the mood and pretended to refuse but still wanted to welcome him, but this kid wanted to die on his own.
"Kneel down! You dare to smear it on my face, you brat!
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, you made a mess just now, now"
Yan Rongrong raised her hand and grabbed Lu Xuan's ears, pulling him under her body.
"You don't need me to explain it so clearly, do you?"
"Do you still have your ointment?"
Lu Xuan swallowed hard, raised his head and asked carefully.
"Enough."
——
On the other side, in the cave,
the drunken Fan Qianyue and Xia Ningyan sat opposite each other at the table, and they were silent for a while.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for the other party to speak first, and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate.
"Master, why did you come to me to discuss something?"
Finally, after Xia Ningyan made a cup of tea for Fan Qianyue in front of her, she asked softly.
"After you recover your cultivation and break through to become a god, have you ever thought about where to settle?"
Fan Qianyue frowned slightly after taking a sip of the tea.
Then he asked her intentionally or unintentionally.
(I don’t know if I can pass it, or if I can’t, I’ll have to change it for a while)
(End of chapter)