Quick Travel: The male supporting actor becomes cannon fodder and gets the heroine’s script

"Master don't mess around." Xu Baimo stepped forward two steps and wanted to snatch clothes from Si Shaochen's hands.

Si Shaochen skillfully dodged back, and he raised his chin: "You take off your pants, let me check the wound, in case there is still demonic energy remaining in the body, it will affect your cultivation." The

clothes were in people's hands, and he couldn't just go out like that, so Xu Baimo had to take off his pants in humiliation. The straight legs did not really see in the dim light, and Si Shaochen squinted.

"This light is too dim, for the division to see clearly, you come over some." Si Shaochen put Xu Baimo's clothes on the bed, and then sat up on his butt.

Xu Baimo: "..."

On weekdays, does Master Zun also treat Lu Xiantang like this? The brain made up some of them, Xu Baimohun's body exuded acid, he sat on the edge of the bed, and the traces of scratches on his thighs were clearly visible.

The scar crossed the thigh, and the bone was visible deeply, and Si Shaochen stretched out his hand to rub it.

This paw must hurt a lot.

Take out the best golden sores medicine, don't pour a whole bottle like money, can't cover the entire scar, the wound has scabbed, you can't feel pain, but Si Shaochen is still distressed, he continues to take out the new golden sore medicine, open the lid, Xu Baimo grabbed his hand and stopped his movement.

"The wound has scabbed, and Master doesn't have to waste medicine anymore." Xu Baimo knew that it was not easy for Si Shaochen to refine medicine, not to mention that the wound was already healed, and now there was only an ugly scar left, and he couldn't use such a good medicine.

"You take care of me." Si Shaochen continued to pour the medicine, and after pouring it, he smoothed the medicine with his index finger, and on the uneven scar, there was a layer of cold medicine.

Si Shaochen's fingertips were cold, but Xu Baimo felt that there was an inexplicable fire on his body, and he suppressed this inexplicable agitation with immortal qi and looked away.

"If this happens again in the future, tell me as soon as possible." Si Shaochen said.

Xu Baimo nodded: "The disciple knows." Si

Shaochen's fingers were slender and white, and due to the refining of medicine, his fingers often touched the immortal grass, and his fingers were more delicate than a man's hand, not at all like a man's hand.

Xu Baimo stared at these hands fascinated, these hands were still roaming his body, his breathing was messy again, but he did not dare to move, because Si Shaochen's hands were rubbing on his thighs very dishonestly.

Xu Baimo practiced extremely fierce and violent immortal methods, and Si Shaochen taught him a lot of tips for clearing the heart and ventilating, and he never expected that he would use them all tonight.

The scar went all the way to the base of his thigh, Si Shaochen looked upright, smearing medicine on Xu Baimo's thigh, he observed the other party with afterlight, Xu Baimo's face was normal, and he didn't see anything wrong at all.

"Okay."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Baimo breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, Si Shaochen once again proved what it means to be disrespectful to a teacher.

Si Shaochen covered Xu Baimo's chest with one hand, and the other hand was not idle, and took out a pill and stuffed it into Xu Baimo's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Xu Baimo was stunned: "What did Master give me to eat?"

"Healing medicine, don't ask so much." Si Shaochen said that he had not taught Xu Baimo pharmacology, so he talked nonsense.

The palm feels the heartbeat of the other party, smooth and powerful, without the slightest feeling of heartbeat. Si Shaochen was a little frustrated, he had done so much, was it not attractive at all?

But let him find a lot of things wrong, Xu Baimo has a lot of residual demonic qi in his body, he has to expel it as soon as possible, and there are large and small injuries on his body, and he also leaves a lot of roots, this child, I don't know how to feel sorry for myself.

Si Shaochen's side had given up the psychology of eating tofu and began to concentrate on healing Xu Baimo's injuries, and Xu Baimo opened his eyes and observed Si Shaochen.

Because of the output of immortal qi, Si Shaochen closed his eyes, his forehead was sweating, his attentive look looked like he wanted to let people defile it

, Xu Baimo suppressed his dangerous thoughts,

and felt the immortal qi belonging to the master flow into his body. The demonic energy in his body was deliberately left by him, and the accumulated demonic qi would collide with the immortal qi, so that he could suppress the thoughts of disobedience to the master, and the pain in his body would make him think too much.

If Si Shaochen opened his eyes at this time, he could see the undisguised madness in Xu Baimo's eyes.

But someone who ran away after prodding threw himself on healing, not noticing that danger was around him.

Xu Baimo felt that the demonic energy in his body was being cleared little by little, and his eyelids began to fight, and he stared at his eyes with strong spirit, but in the end he still couldn't hold on.

The moment Si Shaochen withdrew his palm, Xu Baimo's eyes closed, his body fell straight forward, Si Shaochen, who had just exerted too much effort, had no strength, Xu Baimo came over, he was pressed underneath, and he lay down.

Although the posture was a little discordant, Si Shaochen's hand was still on Xu Baimo's back, and he patted it very smoothly, as if he was comforting a baby, but the technique was different.

It is typical that people do whatever they want without being sober.

The pill he just stuffed into Xu Baimo's mouth will make Xu Baimo sleep very fragrantly, there are no side effects, equivalent to sleeping pills, but you can't take more, it's a three-point poison.

[I didn't expect you to be such a host, huh~]

"Shut up, if it weren't for my wit, I would have to take a detour again." Si Shaochen rolled his eyes, "An immortal cultivator, there is so much demonic energy in his body, just kidding, immortal cultivation is not enchanted, what does he want to do." "

[You have to ask him, the system doesn't understand, the system doesn't know, the system is just a little cutie

~] "Can the little cutie give me a spoiler~

" [can't kiss ~]

"

Then you get out, don't come out and disturb me." Si Shaochen snorted coldly and forcibly shut down the system.

After resting enough, Si Shaochen gradually felt that it was difficult to breathe, Xu Baimo had been pressing on him for too long, and it was also a hundred pounds of things, which made him almost breathless.

Pushing Xu Baimo aside, Si Shaochen let out a turbid breath, he picked up the clothes on the side, ready to put Xu Baimo on.

Gesturing at Xu Baimo with his clothes, Si Shaochen found that this man's figure was too good, and his hand couldn't help but touch it again, and after touching it satisfied, he came to a conclusion.

Sure enough, the man's flesh is the best way to solve difficulties.

Xu Baimo's fingers moved, and he woke up when Si Shaochen pushed himself away. Although I don't know what happened, the behavior of the master is too suspicious, but all the signs show that this is indeed the master he secretly loves.

He decided to wait and see what Master wanted to do, but he never expected that Master Zun touched him all over again, could it be that he was checking him again?

Thinking of this possibility, Xu Baimo was stunned in his heart, his body was hard, he lay straight up, not moving, pretending that he had not been sober.

But Si Shaochen just touched it, and then covered him with a quilt, and then Xu Baimo felt an arm around his waist and a leg on his body.

His master, like an octopus, picked him up like an octopus, and buried his head in his shoulder socket, and the hot breath from his exhalation gently scratched his ear, tickling his heart.

Si Shaochen's peaceful sleep, suffering Xu Baimo, sleepless all night, using immortal power to suppress his desires all night, and pretending to be unconscious.