Help! Crazy criticizing Master for insisting that I be a Taoist companion!

After arriving in the study, Tan Wusheng took out a few pieces of white paper and put it on the table, and said to Yan Bai: "The pen and ink are there, first draw according to the spells in the book, and let me see what your ability is."

"okay!"

Yan Bai opened the first page of the book, laid out the paper, and picked up the brush. He only read it once, and he roughly knew how to draw.

Tan Wusheng originally had no hope for Yan Bai, but after he finished painting, surprise gradually appeared in his eyes.

This little guy is definitely a genius at drawing symbols!

"You actually know how to draw." Tan Wusheng picked up the spell that Yan Bai had just drawn and looked at it carefully.

He thought Yan Bai was fooling him before. After all, the little thing's mouth was so eloquent that it was hard to tell what was true and what was false.

When Yan Bai heard this, he immediately curled up his lips, his face showed displeasure, and he looked at Tan Wusheng with a rather resentful look.

"Master, how can you doubt me! Didn't I say it? What I'm best at is painting, I'm not lying."

Tan Wusheng looked at Yan Bai's big blinking eyes, and somehow had the illusion that he was wronging the child.

He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "I just didn't expect you to be so good at painting. It seems that God has closed one door for you, but also opened another window for you."

"Master, are you praising me?" Yan Bai's eyes were bright and he deliberately spoke with a pinched voice.

He has never spoken with such a fake voice in his life. God bless him, I hope Tan Wusheng will not be disgusted to death by him.

But Yan Bai was obviously overly worried.

I don't know if it was because of the Charming Pill, or because Tan Wusheng just liked this one, but when he looked at Yan Bai, his eyes had a filter.

Those bright and clean eyes were watery, and the ends of the eyes were smeared with red, as if they had been deliberately smeared with a layer of rouge, like blooming peach blossoms.

There is also the small and upright nose, lips as pink as cherry blossom petals, and a sweet and soft voice.

They are all so delicate and cute.

Everything plucked a certain string in Tan Wusheng's heart.

He felt that he must be crazy. Even though he knew that Yan Bai was talking to him in such a voice on purpose, he still found Yan Bai cute.

The little thing's methods are quite powerful.

Tan Wusheng had no expression on his face and said coldly: "You are already proud of me before I say anything. At this level, you are not worthy of me praising you. Keep painting."

Yan Bai's delicate eyebrows immediately knitted together, he continued to curl his lips, and said in a particularly cute voice: "Master's requirements are so strict, but I will work hard to get Master's praise, and I will also let Master praise me." I am impressed, Master, just wait and see!"

The system felt a chill: "...Host, you've gone too far in pretending to be cute, it's so disgusting!"

Yan Bai was dissatisfied: "Huh, as long as Tan Wusheng doesn't feel disgusted, it's fine. Are all men duplicitous?"

System: "Are you sure? Why do you think Tan Wusheng has begun to dislike you? Maybe the favorability value will drop after a while..."

"Ding! Tan Wusheng's favorability +5..."

system:"…………"

Yan Bai looked surprised and immediately showed off proudly: "Let me just say that he won't feel disgusted. Man, he always talks about being straight and shows that he is disgusting, but in fact, he is just like this in his heart!"

System: "...But you are a man and not a girl!"

Is the host stupid? Maybe he has no brain at all.

I don’t even think about how any man would like another man to act coquettishly with him using a clip sound!

One day, the host will be able to ride on his own mysterious self-confidence.

He bet fifty cents!

But... I didn’t expect this direction to become more and more confusing, but whatever, as long as Tan Wusheng can have a good ending in the end and he can get a performance bonus~

Everything else is just clouds!

Including the host’s little butt.

"Ah!"

Yan Bai sneezed out, his hand shook, and the brush wiped out a thick and long ink streak on the white paper.

He angrily balled it up and threw it away, then replaced it with a new piece of paper.

Yan Bai sat in the study and painted all afternoon. It was almost dark outside and his stomach had already growled.

But Tan Wusheng said that he would not be allowed to eat unless he drew a charm that satisfied him.

Damn!

No, I can't draw any more, I have to eat enough!

"Master~" Yan Bai stood up and ran to Tan Wusheng with small steps. His eyes were very innocent and his voice was very aggrieved, "This disciple is hungry and wants to eat~"

With his eyes closed, Tan Wusheng felt his eyelids twitching twice. He opened his eyes, his dark eyes as deep as abyss.

"rice?"

He even talked to himself in overlapping sounds, and was deliberately acting coquettish and pretending to be cute, trying to attract attention.

"Speak normally."

Yan Bai blinked his eyes and said blankly: "This is how my disciple speaks. What's wrong with that?"

Tan Wusheng said with a cold face: "You were not like this when you spoke at the mountain gate before. I saw that you were very angry when you argued with them. You clearly spoke to me in this tone on purpose."

After saying that, he reached out and pinched Yan Bai's chin gently. With a little force, it turned red.

"Do you really think I can't hear it?"

Tan Wusheng has seen so many men and women chasing after him. There are all kinds of things that he has never seen or heard.

Whether he was born with this kind of voice, or whether he spoke with a pinched voice on purpose, he would know as soon as he heard it.

With just one look from Tan Wusheng, Yan Bai felt a strong sense of oppression.

He swallowed unconsciously, feeling a little weak in his heart while trying to stay calm on his face.

"Senior brother, I really misunderstood the disciple. The disciple didn't mean to speak like this, but he couldn't help himself when he saw the master! Li Zimu and those people are pestering the master, and the master hates them, so the disciple will be more fierce when talking to them. , Master is so kind to his disciples, of course the disciples will become like this without realizing it~"

Judging from the increased favorability value just now, Tan Wusheng definitely doesn't hate him talking like this.

I obviously like her very much in my heart, but I have to act like I dislike it.

snort! A duplicitous dog man!

Tan Wusheng let out a sneer from his throat, "You actually think that I am treating you well? It seems that I kicked you too lightly and too few times before, which made you have this illusion."

Yan Bai's eyes moved slightly, and he held Tan Wusheng's arm and said softly: "As the saying goes, hitting means kissing and scolding means loving. The harder the master kicks and the more fierce the attitude, the more it shows that the disciple is in the master's heart. The weight is very heavy! Otherwise, if it were someone else, Master would definitely ignore them and just ignore them with indifference, just like those people who came to pester us today. Senior Brother Right said that Master never ignored them, but Master But you ignored me, doesn’t that explain the problem? Master is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, these disciples all know it!"

The corner of Tan Wusheng's mouth twitched, and he almost blurted out: You know nothing!

In the past, those people didn't hold on to their legs and wouldn't let go. They had snot and tears all over them. They even cried hysterically, crying to heaven and earth, as if their own mothers had died.

And they also specifically choose busy areas with lots of people.

So scheming!