Chapter 100:

Naturally, Xuanhua couldn't be afraid of pain. During the Chaos Years, what kind of serious injury did he not suffer? The reason for showing weakness now is only because of the momentary joy of hearing that the little apprentice is unmarried-the most notable thing is that his attitude has changed.
Lin Zhizhi was also on the line at this time and had to send it. He approached Xuanhua slightly, and now they were so close to Lin Zhizhi's nose that he could even smell the indifferent cold scent of Master's body-which made the black-haired boy swallow nervously.
He touched Xuanhua's wound with his hands again, this time he didn't have any hands to stop him midway. Lin Zhizhi really touched the man's wound and gently smeared the liquid medicine on it.
Before the fingertips touched the flesh and blood on the wound, the black flame happened to rise, and Lin Zhizhi had already felt the burning pain, which made him lose control of his strength, and accidentally used a little effort--but Xuan Hua was still sitting in a precarious manner, without any movement.
Lin Zhizhi wrapped his own spiritual energy around the wound, diluted the medicinal solution, and evaporated it to the wound, applying Xuanhua medicine.
The black-haired boy is serious about doing these things, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, and when he encounters a problem of controlling his strength, he bit his lip lightly, leaving a shallow white mark.
With his concentration like this, it is easy for people to think that he is the only landscape in his eyes.
Xuanhua watched Lin Zhizhi busy with his wounds as if he was out of the way, stretched out a hand to pick up a strand of hair that had fallen off his temples, and tied it behind his ears—Lin Zhizhi originally kept an awkwardness in order not to directly touch the master. After applying medicine in his posture, he was startled by Xuanhua's action, and his feet slipped and fell into the opponent's arms.
Xuanhua’s upper body was naked, and Lin Zhizhi was touching his skin, almost sitting on the opponent’s lap, worried that he would press on the opponent’s wound, and finally got a little frantic
Lin Zhizhi had great difficulty adjusting his position, just thinking about getting up, suddenly a huge force pulled him into his arms.
Young Master Lin's face was dumbfounded, and he wanted to struggle but was afraid of touching the wound, so he could only whisper: "...Master?"
Xuanhua simply hugged him like this, bowed his head and sniffed the young man's neck with his nose—Lin Zhizhi could not help but shrink his neck as the breath flickered, and a blush appeared—Master Dao Zun thoughtfully with his hands Caressed that piece of skin until the blush faded and said, "No more."
Lin Zhizhi's blank face: "What's gone?"
Xuanhua put his arm around him: "The fragrance of your body..."
Lin Zhiyi recalled that night because of his unlucky physique, that caused Master to think of stuffing with sauce.
#It's just too bad to look back! ! #
Xuanhua raised the chin of the young man in her arms with one hand, tilted her head slightly, and stared at him and said, "But even without the fragrance, I still have the urge to do double cultivation with you."
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
Keywords: double repair, impulse.
Well, it's quite impulsive, Young Master Lin can feel it from his crotch.
#千言万语 turned into a sentence: Master, you are set to collapse! ! #