The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 688 Sick and disciples don’t blacken (92) 2200+ words

  Yan Hanzhou is also a direct disciple of the Lord of the Peak, but the treatment of lack of food and clothing is too outrageous!

  Su Qinghuan feels more guilty as she listens.

  Reminiscent that Yan Hanzhou was always locked into the ice cave before, and he obviously had "fear of heights" and had to pick jade face flower dew for the original owner every morning. The little fox immediately felt that he was in debt more and more.

  Forget it, those handyman disciples dare to treat Yan Hanzhou so arrogantly. Isn’t it a good idea, don’t you want to see this pro-disciple? !

  ……

  Su Qinghuan is ashamed.

  Thinking that the vest that Yan Hanzhou was wearing was still the vestry that Zhong Linger didn't want, and the more I felt that Yan Hanzhou had been doing evil in Liuli Peak over the years.

Hey.

  The original owner’s guilt!

   is really countless!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan used his divine sense to explore the Universe Bag he was carrying with him, and then looked at Yan Hanzhou with some entanglement.

   "Han Zhou...You are really embarrassed in wearing this robe, but for the teacher at the moment, there is no brand new Dao robe in the universe."

Although the original master did not practice penance, he was definitely not a beauty-loving female cultivator like Zhong Ling'er, so he put one or two robes in the bag of the universe, but the little fox had worn them all.

  After all, a cultivator is not like a mortal. You can clean your clothes with a dust-cleaning technique.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou was so dissatisfied with the Taoist gown that Zhong Linger didn't want him to be sent to him, it was still brand new, but the young man's eyes were still full of disgust.

  If I give Yan Hanzhou a piece that she wears, I am afraid that Yan Hanzhou will be even less admired.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan thought like this, who knows, when Yan Hanzhou heard the words, there was a flash of light in those peach blossom eyes.

  The young man looked at Su Qinghuan with scorching eyes.

  "Master, do you mean that there is a robe you wore in your universe bag?"

"Yes."

  Su Qinghuan nodded, a little hesitant on his face.

  "Qingyunzong's Taoist gowns are all uniform in style, regardless of men's and women's styles, and are woven from sections of sky silk, which can vary in size with the body of the person wearing it."

   "So it doesn't matter if you are better than being a teacher, but because the teacher is afraid that you will dislike this thing once used by me."

   "Don't dislike it!"

   Before Su Qinghuan had finished speaking, he saw Yan Hanzhou staring at him with scorching eyes, and there seemed to be surprise in his eyes.

"What did you say?"

  Su Qinghuan looked at the boy in astonishment, only thinking that he had heard it wrong.

  Because from the various performances of Yan Hanzhou before, Yan Hanzhou is obviously a bit clean.

  ……

  "The disciple said, the disciple does not dislike it."

   Yan Hanzhou almost blurted out.

   "As long as it is the master's stuff, no matter what it is, the disciple will cherish it carefully."

  The young boy's scorching eyes locked on the white-clothed Immortal Venerable in front of him, his lips curled up with a smile of joy, and his eyes were even more straightforward.

  I'm afraid that anyone standing here at this moment will be shaken by such scorching eyes.

  Su Qinghuan’s lips stuck, but her heart couldn’t help but miss a beat.

  ——If she can't hear Yan Hanzhou's meaning now, then she is really too stupid in her brain.

  Su Qinghuan suddenly regretted it, why did she have to mention that she wore those robes?

  Seeing that Yan Hanzhou is now deliberately leaving the lash marks she wounded, and the way she loves the robes she wore like a treasure, it makes people feel a little frightened no matter how they think about it.

  Will normal people love someone like this?

  Why do you always feel...a bit too paranoid?

  ……

  Su Qinghuan frowned, and suddenly hesitated.

  "...Hanzhou...Although you don't dislike it, it's just that the robe has been used by the teacher after all. It is not good for you to give it to you. Either we should find a magic treasure shop to buy you a robe after we return to the realm of cultivation."

   Hearing Su Qinghuan's words changed, Yan Hanzhou's eyes were still flying, but suddenly he went down in depression.

  The young man glanced at Su Qinghuan as if hurt, and even the original joyous voice was instantly overwhelmed.

   "Okay...well, the disciples have long known that Master is unwilling to show too much care for Han Zhou. If she is replaced by Senior Sister Ling'er here today, I'm afraid Master will not have this attitude."

  After Yan Hanzhou finished speaking, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

  ……

  Looking at Yan Hanzhou's appearance as if he had been injured by himself, Su Qinghuan suddenly didn't know what to do.

  ——Ahhh, why does this guy have to take Zhong Linger as an example!

  A girl in this family can compare with you? !

  Just looking at Yan Hanzhou’s lonely eyes, the little fox always has a sense of inexplicable guilt, as if he was the bad parent who had done something wrong and had to punish the child in a high-sounding manner.

  Su Qinghuan hesitated for a few seconds, but had no choice but to admit it.

  Just treat her as losing to Yan Hanzhou.

  The White Immortal Venerable hesitated and sighed.

  "Finally, Master shouldn't repent."

   "Han Zhou, then you can put on this robe. But if you get to the realm of cultivation, you should buy a new one for your teacher."

   "Okay, the disciple knows, Master is the best."

  The arc of Yan Hanzhou’s lips suddenly rose, and the melancholy shadow between the eyebrows and eyebrows was swept away.

  He solemnly took over the Taoist robe from Su Qinghuan, and his behavior was cautious, as if this was not an ordinary Taoist robe, but a valuable treasure.

   even lowered his head and sniffed the robe lightly.

  Su Qinghuan saw Yan Hanzhou's infatuation, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was an inexplicable sense of shame.

  ——The robes she wore were changed to Yan Hanzhou. The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong.

  And Yan Hanzhou seemed to see Su Qinghuan's uncomfortableness. The young man smiled slyly, deliberately trying to make Su Qinghuan more difficult.

  "Master, this robe seems to have been worn by you for a long time. Even the collar has a faint fragrance of jade and flowers."

  "……"

  Mist grass!

  There is such a thing? !

  Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou’s triumphant eyes, regretting why she had just made her heart soft just now, and her ears suddenly turned red.

  She looked awkwardly, don't open her eyes.

   "Ah, maybe... you smelled it wrong."

  "The disciple is now in the body of Yuan Ying, and his five senses are far better than ordinary people. How can he smell it wrong?"

"Master, do you want to smell it yourself? But Master drinks the jade face flower lotion all the year round, I am afraid that the whole body has already been contaminated with the scent of the jade face flower. After getting used to it, naturally, I don’t think there is anything special about this scent. NS."

   Yan Hanzhou fixedly looked at Su Qinghuan with his eyes fixedly, and his voice was quite serious, but Su Qinghuan seemed to see the nasty smile hidden under the calm appearance of the teenager.

  Ahhh, this guy is actually embarrassed to let himself smell the fragrance on his clothes?

  I feel more ashamed inexplicably-what should I do if I am ashamed? !

  Su Qinghuan had to pretend not to hear, she quickly urged with a deserted jade white face.

   "It's just a trivial matter, why should I care?"

   "Han Zhou, you should put on this robe first."

   "Okay, my disciple obeys."

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou smiled narrowly, deliberately trying to tease Su Qinghuan. He simply didn't use the trick to change his clothes, but slowly untied the original robe that had been beaten by thunder.

  Only to see Master’s embarrassed appearance.

  ……

  Inadvertently glimpsing the boy's eight-pack abdominal muscles with well-defined barriers, Su Qinghuan's ears turned red as expected.

  ——I’m a little apprentice, besides anything else, his figure is really great.

  She was about to evade a disciple changing clothes, but as Yan Hanzhou's arm was raised, Su Qinghuan suddenly noticed the skin under Yan Hanzhou's heart.

  And there is nothing.

  There is no red foxtail mark.

   Seeing this, the little fox, who had some swaying hearts, suddenly seemed to have been splashed with ice water.

  From the beginning, to the feet.

  (End of this chapter)