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

"........."

Looking at Tan Wusheng's handsome face so close at hand, Yan Bai's breathing became slightly faster, his face turned red and his heart beat, as if there was a deer racing around in his heart.

From this distance, he could smell the unique cold fragrance of the other party, like the cold snow on the mountains.

Get closer, and their noses are almost touching.

Yan Bai subconsciously took two steps back.

Tan Wushen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why are you backing up? Didn't you let me smell it? Why are you blushing and feeling shy?"

"...Master, you have a lot of questions. I'm not shy. I'm blushing because I took a shower. I smell...Master has been smelling it for a while. You should be able to tell whether it smells bad or not."

Tan Wusheng slightly raised the corners of his lips, but his eyebrows were still indifferent, "Not only does it not stink, it is so fragrant that it can almost catch up with the pig's trotters in the restaurant."

Yan Bai: "…………"

How do these two compare together? !

But what should I do if I suddenly get a craving for pig’s trotters?

"It's getting late, Master, let's go to bed early. I'll make the bed!"

Yan Bai walked around behind Tan Wusheng and spread out the quilt.

"Aren't you sleeping on the floor? What kind of bed should you make?" Tan asked silently.

"........."

Yan Bai paused and said, "I'll make the bed for Master! This is what a disciple should do, Master, you're welcome!"

"I'm not polite to you. Remember to lay it out neatly, without any wrinkles."

"........."

Yan Bai immediately showed off his military training momentum and spread the mattress like a flat cover.

Then he looked at Tan Wusheng with a smile, "Master, are you satisfied with it?"

Tan Wusheng nodded lightly, but he just stretched out his hand and pressed the bed. After feeling the softness, he walked away.

Yan Bai was puzzled, "Master?"

"I have always been a good master who is considerate of my disciples. With your fragile body, you can't get sick again after sleeping on the floor all night, and you have to let me take care of you."

Tan Wusheng's tone was cold, but Yan Bai heard the implication and immediately jumped onto the bed in joy, rolling in a circle along the way.

Seeing his little disciple cheering, Tan Wusheng's stern eyebrows unconsciously curved a little.

"Comfortable!" Yan Bai straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed after rolling, looking at Tan Wusheng with bright eyes, "Master is such a good person! I love you to death!"

"Love...death?" Tan Wusheng chewed these two words in his heart over and over again. Was this considered saying what was in his heart accidentally?

But why isn't he as repulsive as before?

Tan silently looked at Yan Bai's palm-sized face with deep meaning. Her delicate skin looked extremely soft under the flickering candlelight.

"But even if I get sick, I won't bother Master to take care of me. After all, Master, as the head of a sect, must have a lot of things to do! Anyway, Senior Brother Right is so good to me, he will definitely take care of me."

When Tan Wusheng heard this, his face immediately darkened, "I always tell the two brothers, Leng Zuolengyou and Leng Zuolengyou, to take care of anything. They are the ones who take care of everything!"

Yan Bai didn't understand why Tan Wusheng suddenly became angry. He really had a moody temper.

He could only follow Tan silently and said: "That's what the two senior brothers should do! As disciples, we should share the worries of the master. Those who can do it should do the hard work. If there is anything I can do, the master will just tell me!"

"You?" Tan Wusheng raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of contempt.

It's not that he looked down on Yan Bai, but Yan Bai's fragile body, even wearing a bathrobe hung loosely on her body, and her thin arms and legs could only do some bed-warming work.

"If I need to warm my bed in the future, I can let you come."

Yan Bai: "...If it's this kind of job, then master, it's better not to come to me!"

Tan Wusheng snorted softly, pretending to be angry and said: "I just said that if you can do anything, I will give you whatever you want. Now you are saying no. It seems that your sincerity is nothing more than this. It really disappoints me."

Yan Bai looked innocent and said: "Master, it's not that the apprentice is not sincere enough, it's that the apprentice talks in his sleep, grinds his teeth and farts."

Tan Wusheng: "...Don't say those two words again!"

Even if I don't put it away, I can feel a stink coming just by hearing these two words.

"Okay~" Yan Bai nodded obediently.

Then Tan Wusheng flicked his sleeves, the candles went out, and the room suddenly became dark, with only the moonlight outside the window shining brightly on the floor.

"Master, where will you sleep? How about we sleep on the bed together? Anyway, this bed is big enough..."

"No need. When you reach this state, sleeping or not sleeping is the same."

"Master is so awesome, Master is awesome." Yan Bai praised perfunctorily, politely and without emotion.

Don't think he didn't hear it, Tan Wusheng was obviously showing off!

Yan Bai was not polite to him and just lay down on the bed.

As a human being, if you can sleep on a bed, you will never sleep on the floor!

...

The night was dark, and the cool night breeze carried laughter to Tan Wusheng's ears.

Except for the flower street of Yuemanlou, which is brightly lit and bustling with activity, people on other streets have closed their stalls and gone home.

Tan Wusheng stood beside the bed, quietly looking at Yan Bai who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The quilt that had been well covered was kicked away, exposing half of the body, and the straps of the nightgown were loosened because the owner was sleeping dishonestly.

The exposed milky white skin looked a little cold in the dim light. Half of the chest was covered by clothes, and the other half was exposed. It was particularly bright red against the white skin.

Tan Wusheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and an unknown light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Little liar, you said you were dishonest when sleeping. This is not very honest. Half an hour has passed and I haven't heard a word in my sleep."

Not to mention grinding your teeth.

Tan Wushen bent down and covered Yan Bai with the quilt, like an old father who was afraid that his child would catch cold.

When he covered Yan Bai's neck with the quilt, his eyes fell on the red lips.

The cherry mouth is probably the little guy I'm talking about. His eyelashes are long and thick, and slightly curled, as if they have been carefully trimmed.

The cute sleeping face is as delicate as a little girl.

Tan Wusheng suddenly felt a little hot and was breathing heavily.

He stood up straight and looked at the closed doors and windows, feeling that it must be because the room was too stuffy.

Tan Wusheng opened the window and flew up to the roof, taking out a white jade wine bottle.

The bright moonlight poured down and fell on that handsome face.

The white clothes are like snow, the silver threads are like clouds, and the black eyes are so deep that they seem to contain the entire galaxy. They make Tan Wusheng look like an immortal from the sky, with an aura that does not eat the fireworks of this world.

Yue Yunxiang couldn't help but be amazed. Everyone said that Tianxing Sect was a demon sect and Tan Wusheng was a demon.

But the demon in front of him had a fairy spirit in his movements, as if he was just one step away from ascending to the fairy world and becoming a true god.

"Drinking alone under the moonlight, Sect Master Tan is in great spirits."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind, interrupting Tan Wusheng's contemplation towards Mingyue.

He frowned slightly and remained motionless, not even turning his head, nor giving Yue Yunxiang any look.

A grown man who stayed up late at night and came to see him must have bad intentions.

Mo Luotian specially made an appointment here, maybe he and Yue Yunxiang are old acquaintances.

The two of them were jealous and fought before, maybe just to put on a show for themselves.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and Molotian must have wanted to let his guard down.

If Yue Yunxiang could read minds, she would definitely say: Brother, you really think too much!