Senior Green Tea Turned Into an Abused Heroine

Lin Yishan was suddenly in a daze. If Hanyu is really a Vermillion Bird, who can object to it?

Before he came out of the shock, someone had lifted a chair for him to sit down.

At this time, Qing Ran Jun said: "You will be Suzaku's Master Yue from now on, please take more care of it in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fairy Miaoyin patted his leg. At this time, he could still joke unceremoniously.

But after the filming, I felt that what he said was not unreasonable. Isn't that Suzaku's father-in-law?

And I have been with him for many years, but I didn't expect that he was actually Suzaku?

Suzaku is the master of fire, and his body is full of flames. How can the second elder be born so cold as frost?

Lin Yishan, who was limp in the seat, didn't even bother Qing Ranjun's ridicule. Even if Hanyu was really a Suzaku, Lin Yishan didn't dare to offend, but he didn't want to cling to it.

Thinking of my daughter, I couldn't let go of my hanging heart.

Lin Xiaocha woke up in bed, remembering that she had previously disliked that the table was too hard, and he moved to here again holding himself.

At this time, she was the only person in the room, and there was no sign of him.

She didn't know how long she slept.

The ghost knew his celestial appearance, and his robe looked like a beast.

Dressed beast!

However, it's also...

It's amazing.

Before I lost consciousness, I really had a feeling of ascending.

It's false to say that I didn't enjoy it, but it's a bit too much.

She can't bear it, she can't stand it.

With a gurgling belly, she saw a soup cup burning on his tea stove on the table, with a tantalizing aroma inside. She wanted to sit up, but found that her legs didn't listen at all.

Pooh!

Dressed beast!

Forget it, she can't afford it. Although she is hungry, she has no appetite. She just looked at the top of the tent with her eyes open, feeling Han Yu a little strange.

The door opened, and a pair of spotless boots stepped in.

Lin Xiaocha instinctively jumped in her heart, and found that she was naked, and pulled the bedding in front of her.

Well, fortunately, the hands are still strong.

The man walked in, his long robe was like snow, his black hair was like ink, his skin was like cold jade, and his body was like a cold moon and a bright moon. His appearance was as bright as the moon, unlike before.

He brushed off his robe and sat down on the round stool in front of the table. He hadn't looked at Lin Xiaocha since entering the door.

"Why hook me again?"

Why hook you?

Do you really have no points in your heart?

You can even grab your nephew's relatives, what can't you do?

The key is that you are tense again. If I don't take the initiative to compromise and give me the step, I'm afraid you will explode on the spot if you hold back.

She thought so in her heart, but couldn't say so on her lips.

"Xianjun." As soon as Lin Xiaocha uttered her voice, she found her throat hoarse, and her face blushed a little when she thought of how hoarse her throat was.

At the same time, Han Yu also realized this, and moved his fingers.

"Xianjun said he wanted melons, but the little tea felt sweet, but little tea didn't like bitter gourds." Her voice was already hoarse, her tone was still sticky, endlessly confusing.

After listening to him, she smiled, and what she meant was for her own consideration. At this time, most of the anger in his heart was vented, and he didn't bother to care about her, "You are considerate."

Lin Xiaocha ignored the faint irony in his tone, turned her dark black eyes to look at him, "Then Xianjun, are you still angry?"

Don't be **** a man's anger, follow his tone, and then bargain with him, knowing the reason, moving with affection, telling her to sleep with him once, and he went back to sleep intensified, and he didn't lose money.

Regenerative Qi can’t be justified, right?

Unexpectedly, Han Yu didn't follow her train of thought, but said, "Come over and drink the soup."

"Xianjun, I am not hungry."

"I hear your stomach ringing."

Lin Xiaocha blushed and said pitifully, "Xianjun, I can't get down..."

Han Yu turned to look at the little girl lying on the bed. She was nestled in the quilt, showing only a small face as big as a slap. She was not thick, but there were still some teardrops on her slender and soft eyelashes. Zhang Xiao's Yingrun mouth is also red and swollen.

Unspeakable pathetic.

Knowing that she was the most sympathetic and pretending to be pitiful, he still moved in his heart. After all, he did bully her, got up and walked towards her and sat on the side of the bed.

"let me see."

Lin Xiaocha opened her eyes wide and looked at him, and stretched out her two small hands to grip the bedding under her neck tightly.

Han Yu didn't know if she was really nervous or fake.

He took her hand, put a thumb into her fist and rubbed her palm, letting her clenched fist unfold.

As soon as she let go, he uncovered the bedding covering her.

The cold air made her tremble. She tried to block her, but he grabbed her hands.

The red marks on her wrinkled his heart and frowned slightly.

He loosened her wrists and put up her knees with his palms.

"Don't move, let me see."

Moreover, Lin Xiaocha was shy and shy when being looked at so unscrupulously, and he hummed, but his legs didn't have the strength to struggle at all.

Finally she protested: "Xianjun!"

Just listen to him: "It's a bit cruel." But he didn't look away.

Lin Xiaocha:! !

Han Yu said this in a serious tone, making Lin Xiaocha dumbfounded.

She pretended to be pitiful and ignored him, so she could only close her eyes and let him go.

Not wanting to feel a sudden cold after a long time, she exhaled in a hoarse voice, and immediately opened her eyes.

"Xian, Xian, Xianjun, what are you, you, what are you doing."

He condensed a layer of frost on his fingers, as if applying ice to himself.

"Myrrh, that's the only way."

Lin Xiaocha:! !

Is this a problem of medicine?

Her sore muscles tightened again, but she couldn't exert any strength at all, let alone break free from him.

She was about to speak, but he pressed it down and blocked his lips.

Han Yu knew that her mouth could disturb people's heart and soul as soon as she opened her mouth, so she simply shut her up in this way.

His kissing skills are already very proficient, and now he is very gentle, so he relaxes a lot quickly

But it is impossible to not be nervous at all, her cheeks are not so thick yet.

His lips were hot, but his hands were cold. This feeling quickly made her confused again, and her heart throbbed.

I don't know how long it has been here, Lin Xiaocha felt that it was a lot better, so he picked her up and leaned on the bed and put her clothes on.

Lin Xiaocha watched him take out the handkerchief, and carefully wiped his slender fingers one by one. She covered her eyes with her hands, her face flushed.

She saw from the gap between her fingers that he walked to the table and picked up the soup cup from the fire. His fingers passed directly through the flames, not feeling hot at all, and not being burned at all.

It turns out that he has never been afraid of being scalded, and he can directly lower his throat in the boiling water that has just been boiled.

But remembering his ability to freeze ice, he couldn't help but ask: "Xianjun, what kind of spiritual root do you belong to?" As far as she knows, even people with dual spiritual roots will not have such a conflict between ice and fire at the same time. Attributes.

He unfastened the lid of the soup cup and slowly stirred the soup inside with a spoon, as if cooling it down, "I don't have spiritual roots."

Lin Xiaocha:...

Why do you suddenly become humorous, how can you practice without spiritual roots?

As everyone knows, Han Yu does not have spiritual roots, but because he is strong, everyone thinks that he is hiding the spiritual roots.

Even Feng Nanfei couldn't detect it, and because he didn't know his roots, he had always been quite jealous of him.

Feng Nanfei's phoenix was no longer the one ordered by Han Yu at the time, nor did he recognize the hidden Han Yu in human form.

After sealing the power of Suzaku, not only did he practice from scratch, but he also consumed spiritual power and cultivation base to continuously consolidate the seal, so he was almost killed when fighting against the demon king in the buried ground.

He lived too long and watched too much. Life and death were a common occurrence for him, and it was not surprising that it was the same for others as well as for himself.

So he didn't think about unlocking his seal at the time, just waiting for death like waiting for the sunset.

I didn't want her but saved myself.

Thinking of this, he sat down by the bed and fed the cold soup in the spoon to her mouth, "open your mouth."

Lin Xiaocha turned her head away, "Xianjun, Xiaocha misses his father a bit."

Han Yu said: "Then I will bring him in to accompany you."

Lin Xiaocha: "...not necessarily."

She lowered her head in frustration, the tears in her eyes were about to drip out as she watched, her small mouth was closed tightly, just not eating what he fed.

Han Yu looked at her silently with tears.

Lin Xiaocha saw that he was unmoved for a long time, so she could only speak to herself, "Xianjun, Xiaocha doesn't want to be here, Xiaocha wants to go out."

Han Yu's face sank, and he put the soup cup on the table next to the bed.

Asked with a smile: "Go out?"

Lin Xiaocha nodded his little head and gave a soft hush.

"Go out and continue hooking?"

"Xianjun~" Lin Xiaocha raised her face and said confidently: "I admit! I was fascinated by your beauty before, and made the mistakes women all over the world would make!"

Han Yu heard this statement for the first time in so many years, raised his eyes and continued to listen to her.

But she didn't say anything shockingly afterwards, only said: "But, don't I also pay the price?"

Then she lowered her head, flushed, and murmured like a mosquito, "I can't move my legs now."

Lin Xiaocha thought that he had already said this, he should have been touched.

I don't want him to say: "That's because you are lazy in practice, and your physical strength is too weak, so you are so delicate."

Lin Xiaocha:...

When did he learn so well about his ability to change the subject, change the subject, and confuse himself?

Seeing that it's useless to go around with him, she is ready to come hard, "Xianjun! Your manly man must be able to put it down!"

Is the radical method okay?

He obviously had no patience and stood up, not wanting to hear her continue.

Lin Xiaocha didn't know why he suddenly became soft and hard. He didn't eat oil and salt. He took a deep breath, raised his chin and looked at him, "Do you like me?"

Han Yu condensed.

Lin Xiaocha looked at him and slowly said, "You like that simple and kind Lin Xiaocha, not me."

He should almost guess his face.

In an instant, there was only silence between the two.

Han Yu's fists became tighter and tighter, and finally turned and left, leaving Lin Xiaocha with a straight back.

The mist in Lin Xiaocha's eyes became thicker, as expected, so.

"Since you don't like me, why are you shutting me up here!" She was a little excited when she said this, and her hoarse voice became even more dumb.

Han Yu turned a deaf ear and left the room.

Lin Xiaocha was anxious, "Xianjun! Xianjun!"

He walked to the door of the room, and she said loudly, "When did you become so domineering and unreasonable!"

I don't want Han Yu to stop, "My nature is domineering and arbitrary."

Then he slowly turned around, the white light outside turned red on him, especially the glass-like eyes, which seemed to have turned into red gems.

"And very possessive."