[Crossing the Book] After the Snake Lord's stupid master was disheartened

Chapter 60 Master Finds Something Abnormal and Presses for the Truth

The fragile throat was rubbed by Duan Jinghong affectionately, An Rong didn't feel the danger, but her body temperature rose sharply because of this provocation.

Mr. Fox's cheeks were flushed, and he asked hoarsely, "You want me to help you? Have you thought about it?"

He didn't believe that Duan Jinghong didn't understand, this person was not a young man and he lived in the world of mortals, and he didn't need to be pure-hearted and ascetic to practice Taoism and not Buddhism.

Duan Jinghong didn't want to open his eyes, suddenly hugged An Rong tightly, and said resignedly: "Help me..."

He knew that An Rong intended to humiliate her, and he would be doomed tonight, he didn't care if he was a woman, but Qiu made a note of it for now.

If An Rong falls into his hands one day, the male fox will definitely not be able to wish for death.

Thinking of this, Duan Jinghong's heart skipped a beat, and he murmured: "Help me keep the secret, I'd like to be your dog."

These words were tantamount to courting, An Rong was short of breath when provoked, and wanted to push away but was wrapped tightly.

He didn't expect Duan Jinghong to take it seriously, and he didn't expect this Taoist dog to be so easy to deceive.

Suddenly feeling a stabbing pain in his neck, Duan Jinghong actually bit his Adam's apple, rubbing his canine teeth awkwardly to please him.

An Rong tried her best to bear it, but because of the menace of the special period, she was unable to push away anymore.

He asked hoarsely: "You don't regret it? Don't hate me? Don't you tell Xianzun?"

It doesn't matter whether Duan Jinghong regrets it or not, it doesn't matter whether he hates him or not, he only cares about the last question.

Ruo Yunlin knew that he had bumped into Duan Jinghong, so he didn't know if he would get angry, or if he was concerned that the apprentice would break up with him.

Duan Jinghong didn't know what he was thinking, and continued to flatter him: "No...never..."

"You help me...I will appreciate you..."

"I'm your dog...I'm willing..."

How could he tell Master about such a thing?Even if he wanted to say it, he asked for An Rong...

However, as soon as these words came out, An Rong no longer had any worries, and only wanted to relieve her inner desires.

Raising his hand to put down the curtain, he couldn't help cursing: "Dog priest, you really deserve to die..."

It was Duan Jinghong who seduced him.

Thinking of this, An Rong no longer felt guilty, only felt that all this was caused by the dog Taoist priest.

With the fox tail wrapping around her waist, An Rong turned her eyes away from him, and spent the night with her instinct...

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The sky was dimly bright, and the room was filled with the fragrance of heather flowers, blood stains smeared from the couch, and plain white cloth fell on the floor.

"Go away...don't pester me..."

Duan Jinghong frowned, and kept pushing the male fox who wanted to get closer, his face was pale due to the pain, and his voice was dry and hoarse.

The medicine was so strong that it took a whole night to stop it, but An Rong's taste was completely out of control, and he still refused to stop.

Constantly being rejected, An Rong also became angry, her snow-white fox ears were fluffed up, and the fox tail curled up even tighter.

Looking down at Duan Jinghong, he said angrily, "I don't need you anymore? Are you disobedient?"

The Taoist dog was cured of the poison, but he had reached a special period, and even after tossing all night, he did not completely relieve it.

He was already dominated by desires, and he didn't care about Yun Lin's waking up and just wanted to continue, anyway, Duan Jinghong was in good health and could bear it.

Hearing this, Duan Jinghong was furious in his heart, but he thought that he had something in An Rong's hands, so he had to discuss it carefully.

"Mr. An...I'm not feeling well..."

He was already sober, and he couldn't say any more flattering words, he felt extremely ashamed when he heard that his voice was so hoarse.

An Rong continued to look at him, and suddenly asked: "First time?"

In fact, even if you don't ask, you can tell that Duan Jinghong was very unfamiliar last night, just like him at a loss.

Look like this, not only has he never been touched by a man, maybe he has never touched a girl, this dog Taoist is very innocent.

Thinking of this, An Rong was in a good mood, and Taoist Dog also said, "It's the first time, can you let me go?"

Seeing that his eyes were red and he looked stubborn, An Rong smiled and raised Duan Jinghong's chin with his long fingers.

An Rong jokingly said: "Rest first during the day and continue at night. You are a dog and you have to listen to your master."

He thought Duan Jinghong was very interesting, and last night was indeed unforgettable, so he should raise a young lady to help him spend these few days.

Hearing this humiliation, Duan Jinghong looked at An Rong in a daze, and nodded after a while.

He can't go back to the Red Sword School, at least he has to wait for the master to give birth to the child, and then he will carry the male fox on his back and take Yun Linyuan away.

During these days, An Rong can do whatever he wants, and he can only hold back, as long as the two of them tacitly keep it from Yun Lin.

Suddenly retracting the fox tail, An Rong threw a elixir, said coldly while getting dressed: "Take it to replenish your body, so that you won't be so useless at night."

In fact, it was to avoid conception, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, and he was not interested in the child Duan Jinghong gave birth to.

This medicine only needs to be taken once, and there will be no problems for a month, but it's a pity that it's hard to tell the truth.

After all, Duan Jinghong was a man, and he was rewarded with this thing after a night of spring festival. The insult was too strong, and he was afraid that he would go to Yunlin to file a complaint.

Thinking about this, An Rong instructed again: "Go take a shower after eating, and then change into a clean robe, and clean up what was torn by me last night."

He was afraid that Yun Lin would come here, and it would be difficult for the two of them to explain if they found something strange.

Duan Jinghong didn't answer the words, he lay with his back facing An Rong and lightly picked up the elixir with his fingertips, and suddenly kneaded it into powder due to anger.

Thinking of suffering this torture tonight, he wished he could kill An Rong, and even forgot about the Yaozu's ability to impregnate a man.

It was very strange to see Zheng Laiyao last night, not only made him lose control, but also sealed part of his spiritual veins, and now he can't even summon his sword.

He couldn't kill An Rong, and he couldn't even resist before the effect of the medicine disappeared.

"Have you eaten?"

When Wen Anrong asked, Duan Jinghong secretly clenched his fists and replied in a low voice: "Eat."

How dare he eat it?

With the experience of last night, he will not take a bite of An Rong's cooking in the future, let alone the pills he gave.

Unexpectedly, An Rong didn't know what he was thinking, looked back for a while, then suddenly stroked his hair.

"Good dog... so good..."

The humiliating words blurted out, An Rong watched him tremble slightly, only feeling funny in his heart.

In just one night, this arrogant Taoist dog actually became his dog. Seeing like this, he should accept his fate...

Since it is a dog, it must be taught slowly.

Breaking the proud bones and smoothing the edges and corners, so that Duan Jinghong no longer has the face to face Yunlin, nor does he have any desire to fight...

The messy blue hair was stroked by long fingers, Duan Jinghong's eyes were scarlet, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is Mr. An going?"

He wanted to drive An Rong away, but he couldn't say it directly, but he wanted to be quiet for a while, and then think about how to deal with the current situation.

An Rong tilted his head to look at him, continued to caress his long hair leisurely, and he replied softly: "It's time to prepare a meal for the immortal. I can make you whatever you want."

Just because he is in a good mood, he doesn't mind giving the Taoist dog a stutter, since dogs need to be fed anyway.

Hearing this gentle tone, Duan Jinghong's eyes turned red, maybe it was the first time he was robbed last night, and now his mood is extremely sensitive.

He said aggrievedly: "Don't eat, I'm in pain."

As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned, and the tone seemed to be coquettish.

An Rong smiled, and suddenly hugged Duan Jinghong behind him, and he said: "Then you lie down, I will get you something to eat later, after eating, I will take you to take a bath and apply medicine, and then go outside for a walk. "

"You can go wherever you want, but you can't go far and you have to come back quickly. You can't leave people beside the immortal."

He changed his mind, raising a dog requires patient care, so he can set aside some time to spend with Duan Jinghong.

It's okay to be hypocritical, anyway, this dog Taoist hates him too.

The two of them have a dewy relationship, they are both passing by each other in a hurry, what they pay attention to is the joy of getting together and going away.

Hearing these words, Duan Jinghong almost burst into tears, he didn't know how to calm down, but no one had ever been so gentle to him except Yun Lin.

Thinking of this, it is rare to speak properly: "I want to eat noodles."

An Rong smiled again, and asked softly: "What noodles? Do you want to bring soup? How about chicken soup?"

The fox family likes poultry, and his stewed chicken soup is also a must. Every time he stews it for An Ruo, his younger brother is full of praise.

Duan Jinghong shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I want noodles in clear soup, the lighter the better."

He has already passed Bigu and seldom eats, but he often cooks a bowl of clear soup noodles for himself, because this is the only memory of his parents.

He was born in a small village, his parents ran a small noodle shop, and he grew up eating noodles since he was a child.

The reason why he became a Taoist priest was because both his parents were murdered by the demon clan, and he was rescued by Yun Lin when he was about to die. From then on, he joined the Red Sword Sect and determined to slay demons and protect the human world.

Duan Jinghong's voice was choked up, and An Rong didn't understand what he heard, but he still smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make clear noodle soup for you."

As the footsteps drifted away, Duan Jinghong suddenly pulled up the brocade quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

He wanted to cry but was used to forbearance, felt wronged but couldn't tell Yun Lin, An Rong bullied him and humiliated him, but he gave up killing because of this man's momentary tenderness.

"You deserve to be humiliated."

Duan Jinghong closed his eyes and whispered self-deprecatingly, the pain behind him always reminded him of the absurdity of last night.

Suddenly hearing the door open slightly, he thought it was An Rong who had returned, and continued to doze off, refusing to pay attention.

The footsteps approached slowly, but the person who came was Yun Lin. He watched the mess on the ground and couldn't figure it out for a moment.

He casually picked up the broken clothes, and saw the bloodstained figure on the couch, hiding in the brocade quilt, no matter how he looked, he looked like his apprentice.

Yun Lin frowned and asked, "Jinghong, what happened to you?"

Hearing this voice, Duan Jinghong's back stiffened, and when he was about to be at a loss, he heard footsteps again.

Seeing Yunlin here, An Rong looked panicked, and explained softly: "Last night, a mountain spirit broke in, and the two of us fought back together, Duan Xianjun suffered some injuries."

Duan Jinghong turned around reluctantly when he heard the words, his face was pale under the brocade quilt, he continued, "Master, don't worry you have Mr. An here."

An Rong nodded again and again, and hurried to clean up the rags on the ground, he said again: "Duan Xianjun is not seriously injured, I will heal him, you go back to rest first, breakfast will be ready soon."

Seeing the two singing together, Yun Lin didn't answer the words, and his eyes wandered repeatedly between the bed and the ground.

He always felt that something was strange, and he smelled a beautiful fragrance when he just entered.

Thinking about this, Yun Lin suddenly looked at An Rong, and asked in a cold voice: "To be honest, what happened to you?"