After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 281 Master Feed Me

Not until Chu Xinglan was a little out of breath did Sang Yunqi end this long kiss that was full of conquest.

He rested his arms beside Chu Xinglan's head and looked at the person under him intently.

Perhaps because of holding his breath, Chu Xinglan's whole face was flushed. The red glow in the corners of his eyes made his whole face look even more enchanting, and his rosy lips were shining with water.

After taking a few deep breaths, Chu Xinglan subconsciously said, "Master..."

The voice had lost its usual clarity and was a little sticky, and his eyes were a little confused.

Seeing this, Sang Yunqi's breathing stagnated, and the anger in his chest rose steadily. One hand subconsciously grasped Chu Xinglan's flexible waist.

He rubbed it back and forth twice, moved his fingers lightly twice, and then slipped into the gap.

"Um——Master——"

Before Chu Xinglan could finish his sentence, Sang Yunqi blocked his mouth again, and all the unfinished words were swallowed up.

……

Chu Xinglan collapsed on the bed like a fish away from the shore, breathing heavily, his eyes staring at the ceiling without focus.

Sang Yunqi supported himself on the bed with his left hand and sat up. He grabbed an outer robe and wiped his hands hastily. Then he gently took Chu Xinglan's right hand and wiped the liquid off it bit by bit carefully and gently.

Chu Xinglan was brought back to her senses by his action. She tilted her head slightly and looked at her hand. Her whole face turned redder.

After wiping it clean, Sang Yunqi got up and went to the hall to pour a cup of tea. He used his spiritual power to heat it until it was just the right temperature for a delicious meal, and brought it back.

Chu Xinglan supported himself on the bed and sat up, leaning his upper body against the headboard. Just as he was about to speak, he felt his throat dry and swallowed subconsciously.

Seeing this, Sang Yunqi took two quick steps forward, sat down beside the bed, and handed the teacup to Chu Xinglan.

Chu Xinglan didn't even want to raise his hand. He pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, feed me."

Sang Yunqi was in a very good mood now. His originally indifferent temperament had disappeared, and the loose inner clothes on his body added a touch of laziness to him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and handed the teacup to Chu Xinglan's lips.

Chu Xinglan was so thirsty that he didn't even bother to appreciate the beauty. He just gulped down the water from his hand in two gulps.

After taking a breath, he looked at Sang Yunqi eagerly again.

"Master, I want more."

Sang Yunqi's eyes fell on the rosy, plump and watery lips, then moved all the way down, passing by the delicate collarbone and the strong and slender chest, and he felt that his body was out of control again.

He quickly looked away and reached out to gather up his loose underwear to cover up all the spring light.

Then he took out the teapot from his own space and fed Chu Xinglan another cup.

After Chu Xinglan signaled that he didn't want to drink anymore, he drank two cups of herbal tea in a row. Then he looked at Chu Xinglan and said with concern.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let me take you to the hot spring for a bath."

Chu Xinglan recalled the happiness he had never felt before, and his eyes fell uncontrollably on his master's big hand that was originally holding a sword or a book.

They didn't do it to the end, they just helped each other with their hands, as if there was anything uncomfortable.

However, Chu Xinglan had no intention of continuing today. He shook his head and said, "Master, please go first. I'll rest for a while before going."

Sang Yunqi didn't know what he was thinking about. He chuckled and ignored his words. He just stood beside the bed, picked up the person, and walked towards the hot spring.

Chu Xinglan subconsciously put her arms around his neck and wanted to struggle, but she felt her body was still a little weak and was too lazy to struggle.

I just sweated so much, it would be uncomfortable if I don’t wash myself.

If he were to go by himself, he would probably need a while to recover and would feel uncomfortable for a while. Now that his master was willing to serve him, he was happy to accept it.

Walking around the screen and lifting the veil, Sang Yunqi first slowly put Chu Xinglan into the hot spring, then he tore off his own inner clothes and stepped in.

The warm and comfortable hot water is very effective in relieving fatigue. Chu Xinglan put his arms on the edge of the hot spring and sighed.

At this time, Sang Yunqi did not get too close to him, nor did he have any intention of sticking to him anymore. His attention was completely drawn to the pool wall that had changed drastically.

There were many little people with strange drawings on it. Although they were a little too cute, he recognized them as himself at a glance.

As for who did it, it was obvious.

Chu Xinglan also remembered this at this time, and looked at Sang Yunqi with a smile.

"Master, is my painting good looking?"

He did not forget that he drew this in the first place because he wanted to let his master experience the feeling of shame.

Sang Yunqi actually felt a little embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

At the beginning, the two of them had just tacitly established a new intimate relationship, and things were getting hot, but his little disciple cruelly went into seclusion for half a year.

It would be a lie for Sang Yunqi to say that he was not depressed, especially since there were traces of Chu Xinglan everywhere in the back mountain. No matter where he went, he could think of Chu Xinglan. Even when he lay in bed, the quilt seemed to be filled with the scent of Chu Xinglan.

He had been suffering from insomnia for half a year, and he was really uncomfortable without a comfortable big pillow.

When he was painting the portrait on the wall of the pool, Qi Yu happened to meet him taking all his belongings to the main peak to find Xu Zhuo to propose marriage to Chen Xiu.

He was drinking tea in Xu Zhuo's yard at that time and happened to hear everything. Seeing Qi Yu trying to smile apologetically for the first time with his stiff face, and seeing the steady Chen Xiu lowering his head shyly, Sang Yunqi was so angry that he almost threw the two of them out.

I'm alone in the empty room, missing my lover every day but unable to see him/her. Why do these two little ones still want to be together happily?

That day, under the influence of Sang Yunqi's low pressure, Qi Yu returned empty-handed.

Sang Yunqi also left Xu Zhuo's residence in a bad mood. When he went to the hot spring to take a bath, he couldn't control his hands for a moment and used his spiritual power to depict the appearance of Chu Xinglan when he first came to the back mountain.

When he realized what he was doing, he stopped.

Originally he wanted to erase these directly, but when he looked at the lifelike and vivid Xiao Xinglan, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Once this kind of thing started, it became natural afterwards. This was also the reason why Chu Xinglan saw that these portraits were completed in multiple carvings.

Originally he was quite pleased with himself, thinking that his disciple would be happy to see him, but now that he found himself here as well, he felt extremely embarrassed.

Sang Yunqi rubbed his fingers together and said seriously, "It looks good. How do you draw this? Did you learn it in another world?"