Bai Yu was lifted by Xiao Yan.
The man's thumb pressed his lips, caressing them slowly a few times, then clasped the back of his head, lowered his head and kissed him heavily.
"Teacher, Master, woo..."
"Why did Ye Han use you to practice, huh?"
Familiar conversation and familiar taste. Ha, man.
Bai Yu rolled his eyes inwardly, his face was full of acting, as if he was recalling terrible things, crying pitifully, "He, he is so terrible... I don't want to practice with him, and I don't want anyone else, I just want Master... Master loves me..."
Xiao Yan had some indescribable feelings in his heart. Before he could think about it, his hand was already thinking ahead and raised to wipe Bai Yu's tears.
"Okay, I love you."
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