Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 805

Someone raised his hand and closed the door first, ending this embarrassing and dramatic scene.

Seeing this, Si Jin immediately stood up, teleported to Mu Linyuan, and pushed him into the room with a wave of his hand.

Then, pretending that nothing was wrong, he opened the door again.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the group of demon cultivators with a bad tone.

“It’s so early in the morning. How can you be so noisy and unbecoming when you gather here? Let me face the wall and think about the past!”

The strong pressure forced the demon cultivators not to dare to raise their heads.

Although I was scolded, I felt relieved.

Sure enough, it was just their hallucination.

The leader is still the same leader!

“Yes! The leader makes atonement, let’s leave now!”

After everyone acknowledged their mistake, they immediately turned around and ran away.

After the palace door closed again, Si Jin stretched out his hand and rubbed his waist, which was still sore after the pain had subsided.

Mu Linyuan’s eyes flashed with distress, and he quickly walked over and hugged the person up: “Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Lie down quickly, I will help you…”

“Leader! I think you still need hot water for the little beauty of the Demon-Slaying Sect…” The demon cultivator who brought the hot water left and returned, pushing the door open a small crack.

He was seeing the scene of Si Jin being hugged indoors.

His pupils trembled sharply, and he immediately closed the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a “bang” sound, and the washbasin fell from his hand, and he hurriedly picked it up again: “I didn’t see anything, please forgive me, Master!”

Si Jin’s complexion turned completely dark.

Click——

He used his divine power to slam the door tightly and shouted angrily: “Get out!!”

… …

Mu Linyuan didn’t understand why, even though it was clearly the fault of the demon cultivators, Jin Jin wanted to take out his anger on him.

He was also punished by not being allowed to share the same bed with him for half a month.

This punishment might not be painful to him before, and he might not even take it to heart.

But after tasting the delicious food, it became a huge ordeal.

So, on the fifth day of the room assignment, Mu Linyuan finally quietly climbed through the window and entered the boy’s dormitory.

Seeing that Si Jin had not returned from handling matters within the sect, the white-clothed Immortal Master once again broke through the bottom line and secretly removed his outer robe and hid under the quilt wearing only an inner layer of clothing.

The moment Si Jin came in, he turned over and pressed him into his arms.

The white hair hung slightly down and fell on the young man’s ears. With a few flicks, his ears turned into furry animal ears.

Standing on top of his head, he shook slightly.

Si Jin paused for a moment, then seeing Mu Linyuan’s eyes full of passion, he turned his hand and picked up a strand of his hair, knowingly asking: “It’s so late, what are you doing here, Master?”

Mu Linyuan was not good at lying, and the tips of his ears were red: “Look at the moon.”

“Oh? Does the moon look good?”

“It’s pretty.” Mu Linyuan lowered his head and pecked the young man’s lips: “But, it’s not one ten thousandth as good as yours.”

Si Jin’s breathing was a little unsteady due to him, and he joked: “Master accepts me as a disciple and teaches me this?”

“Are other people’s masters like this too?”

“Devil-Slaying Sect, the Great Elder and the Third Elder, do they also treat their inner disciples like this?”

Si Jin’s eyes were bright, knowing that Mu Linyuan blushed easily and couldn’t stand teasing, so he still wanted to poke at his moral bottom line.

“Yeah.” Mu Linyuan blushed, lowered his head, and bit the boy’s porcelain collarbone.

He said in a deep voice: “Everyone has their own way of treating disciples, and they are different. You are my disciple, so you must abide by my rules. Do you understand?”

“If you understand, just reply, Master’s teachings, disciples should remember them.”

Mu Linyuan’s words and eyes were very gentle, as if they could turn into water.

But the tenderness here must be doubled elsewhere.

Not long after he finished speaking, Si Jin’s eyes turned red.

“Master’s teachings…disciples please…well…remember…”

I don’t know where Mu Linyuan learned this bad thing, but he always wants to make things difficult for others.

“Be careful and be good. Don’t speak in fits and starts. Keep it connected.”