Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

In the past few days, You Yinian has been acting as Zhou Jiangyan's human pillow. You Yinian was shy and stiff at the beginning, and is still shy now, but at least he has relaxed a little.

"Hmm...Is it level three? The speed is pretty good."

You Yinian trembled and wanted to retreat out of surprise, but was hugged tightly by Zhou Jiangyan. He rubbed his head against Zhou Jiangyan's chest helplessly and said coquettishly: "Master, I want to see you."

Zhou Yan relaxed a little, allowing You Yinian to raise his head.

It's already late at this time. According to the rules that have been explored in the past few days, Master should be up.

Sure enough, when You Yinian looked up, he saw Zhou Jiangyan's eyes as deep as ink. The eyes that used to be narrow and sharp now become a little softer, like the afternoon sunshine.

You Yinian likes it very much because he feels that he is the only one who has seen Zhou Jiangyan at this moment. The lazy feeling of just waking up is like a cat after basking in the sun in the afternoon, lazy and contented.

I don’t know if his understanding is wrong, but if it is really wrong, he will take it seriously. He felt absurdly that at this moment, Zhou Jiangyan belonged to him.

"Have you seen enough?"

Zhou Jiangyan's words brought You Yinian back to reality, and he blushed and lowered his head.

Just when Zhou Jiangyan was about to stand up, thinking that he would stop talking, You Yinian answered in a very quiet voice that Zhou Jiangyan could hear clearly.

"You can't get enough... If you are Master, you can't get enough..."

Zhou Jiangyan was stunned for a moment. He didn't speak and sat up on the bed. Looking back at the little ball nestled in the quilt, he pulled him up smoothly.

"I'm going to town today, so get ready and go with me."

Zhou Jiangyan chose a set of clothes and put them on. He arranged it softly: "You have been sleeping with me these days. Breakfast and lunch are of no use. You are still young and can still grow taller. You need to make up for it."

After Zhou Jiangyan finished speaking, he walked back to the bed and looked at You Yinian, who was sitting blankly with his eyes empty. He paused, stood in front of You Yinian, and said: "The incense will be ready in one minute. I will wait for you in the main hall."

After saying that, Zhou Jiangyan knelt down and raised his hand to stroke You Yinian's bangs. Lean forward and plant a gentle kiss on his forehead.

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The red figure went away, and You Yinian was still staring blankly at the place where he disappeared. His eyes widened to their maximum size, and his mouth opened a small mouth without knowing it.

Suddenly, as if he had realized something, his face turned red, his body temperature soared, and a mushroom cloud-like wave of air appeared above his head.

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When Zhou Jiangyan wanted to leave, Yuxue Pavilion never dared to stop him. The disciples watched tremblingly as the two men, one tall and one short, slowly walked away, hidden in the vast white snow.

"Teacher, Master..." You Yinian pursed her lips and looked unnatural, "What are you going to do in town?"

Zhou Jiangyan glanced at You Yinian and said calmly: "No, I just want to eat candied haws."

You Yinian:......

You Yinian:? (???)??

You Yinian's eyes suddenly widened. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Jiangyan with a confused look on his face. He didn't even stutter when he spoke: "Ah... Master, are we going down the mountain just to eat candied haws?"

Hearing You Yinian's question, Zhou Jiangyan was silent for a moment. He walked slowly and replied: "Not entirely. Going out for a walk and increasing your knowledge is one of them. Experiencing the secular world is also part of spiritual practice. Part of it.”

You Yinian retracted his stupid expression, blinked and listened quietly.

"Also, an old friend came to this town."

You Yinian's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Zhou Jiangyan secretly. I thought about this familiar yet unfamiliar word in my mind, thinking about it secretly, and unconsciously murmured: "Old friend..."

Hearing You Yinian's little words, a trace of uncertainty flashed in Zhou Jiangyan's eyes, and a sigh of emotion floated in his throat: "Maybe...an old friend."