After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

Zhao Yan waited respectfully outside the screen.

After a while, Xiao Fangchi's voice came from inside.

Xiao Fangchi: "Have you finished investigating?"

Zhao Yan bowed and replied: "Replying to my lord, we have already found out clearly. This time, people from two sects got the news and came to block it. They should wait until the auction is over before taking action."

"Should? I don't want to hear such words. If your ability is limited to this, don't ever be in front of me again."

Zhao Yan was startled and quickly knelt down: "My Lord, forgive me! I will go and find out."

While talking, Xiao Fangchi had already put on his clothes, walked around the screen, came to the couch, and leaned on it lazily.

Following Master's example, he tilted his head, supported his face with his hand, and played with a small strand of hair with the fingertips of his other hand.

But he just didn't answer Zhao Yan, he just lowered his eyes and stared at Zhao Yan's back.

Under this pressure-filled look, Zhao Yan's whole body was like a glow on his back, his whole body was tense, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

Just when he was about to collapse and beg for mercy, Xiao Fangchi seemed to finally react and said lightly "Yeah".

Not sure what the Lord was thinking at this time, Zhao Yan thought for a while and told another piece of news he had heard.

"My lord, my subordinates also heard that the second and third pavilion masters of the Bu Lao Pavilion have also come to Yunyou City. Do you want to hide their traces?"

"Oh?" Xiao Fangchi's interest was aroused and he raised his eyebrows, "Have you found out?"

Zhao Yan: "My subordinates have found out that those two are among the most famous figures in the world of cultivation. No matter how much they try to hide their identities, there are still clues."

"There is no need to hide your traces. You can invite Uncle Master and the others over tomorrow. Master will be happy to see them."

"Yes."

After a pause, Xiao Fangchi thought of another thing and ordered: "Send a message and ask Zuo Shenwen how things went. I hope to see Duan Wuming's old dog when I go back."

"My subordinates know."

"Okay, let's go down."

……

Xiao Fangchi didn't fall asleep for a long time.

Tossing and turning, all I could think of was the master's face, which seemed to have tears hanging on its long eyelashes. She was crying or not. It was completely different from her usual cold and distant appearance.

She kissed him hard and hit him fiercely, but the beating was weak and soft, and it was just that she was fierce in appearance but soft in heart.

Really unable to bear it, he stood up and crossed his legs and performed the Qingxin technique several times, but the effect was not good.

Finally, Xiao Fangchi had no choice but to touch Song Huaiqing's room.

At this time, Song Huaiqing was sleeping soundly, half of his face hidden under the quilt, and his breathing was steady.

There were some broken hairs on his forehead that blocked his eyebrows. Xiao Fangchi reached out to brush them away, stared at them for a while, and couldn't help but kiss her forehead again.

"Master, I really like you."

After watching it for a while, he sat cross-legged on the ground and lay on the edge of the bed.

The other hand reached into the quilt and held Master's hand.

The room was silent.

……

The next day.

The sky is bright.

The sunshine outside shone in, and I closed my eyes a little.

Song Huaiqing opened his eyes and stared at the beam for a while.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Fangchi sleeping soundly beside the bed. After moving for a moment, he realized that his hand was being held, and the fingers were still intertwined.

Xiao Fangchi's hands were very big, with long knuckles, and they clasped his hands tightly.

The hand is not very soft. If you feel it carefully, you can feel the thin callus on it, especially at the tiger's mouth, which is caused by holding weapons for a long time.

Although it was not soft, it did not disgust him.

Song Huaiqing suddenly realized that he seemed to be becoming less and less resistant to Xiao Fangchi's approach.

Even with his hand held tightly like this, he didn't feel the strong nausea he had before.

Has he already begun to accept Xiao Fangchi?

Song Huaiqing's mind suddenly shut down.

Then he uncontrollably thought about what happened that day. He, who had never been interested in lust, was actually provoked into reacting by Xiao Fangchi.

He was a little unsure of what all this was about.

Is it because I'm used to it, or...

He didn't dare to think about what happened next.

He still needs to stroke it carefully.

As he thought about it, Song Huaiqing suddenly felt a little headache.

Forget it, don’t think about it now, let’s talk about it later.

It's a good thing that he doesn't feel disgusted. He doesn't have to hold back his nausea to get close to Xiao Fangchi.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, he turned sideways and reached out to pinch Xiao Fangchi's face with evil intentions.

Xiao Fangchi slept really soundly. Even if he pinched his cheek, there was no sign of waking up.

He exerted force.

"hiss."

Xiao Fangchi cried out in pain and opened his eyes.

As if he didn't expect his master to wake up earlier than him, Xiao Fangchi was stunned for a moment.

Song Huaiqing patted his face: "Do you just like sitting on the ground and sleeping?"

"Without Master by my side, disciples cannot sleep."

Song Huaiqing was laughed at his bold statement.

Why haven't you seen him unable to sleep before?

He is really proficient in pushing his nose and face.

In the past, he should have slapped him mercilessly and humiliated him by saying disgusting words.

But things are different now, so naturally you won’t do that.

Song Huaiqing patted the bed: "Come up and sleep next time. The ground is cold. The weather is not hot anymore. It's very cold at night. It won't be good if the wind chill spreads to me."

"Is it really possible?!"

Song Huaiqing's voice was slightly cold: "Can I still lie to you?"

"Master is so kind!" Xiao Fangchi was as happy as a pond filled with water, which would overflow even if it was blown gently by the wind.

Song Huaiqing snorted coldly.

"It's worthless."

Xiao Fangchi didn't care at all, all he could think about was that he could sleep with his master.

They are already able to sleep in the same bed. It is only a matter of time before Master accepts him!

Probably because of drinking last night, Song Huaiqing felt weak all over and her head hurt slightly.

So Xiao Fangchi called the boy to bring breakfast to the room.

Lingyue also wanted to intervene, but was mercilessly blasted away by Xiao Fangchi.

Considering that the master was not feeling well, Xiao Fangchi ordered porridge.

Song Huaiqing took a few sips from the spoon. Feeling a little tired, he put the spoon back into the bowl, not looking like he wanted to eat it.

"Master, let me feed you."

Xiao Fangchi asked after seeing this.

Song Huaiqing naturally agreed.

With clothes on my hands and food on my hands, I can open my mouth. Such a salty life is so wonderful.

Xiao Fangchi picked up the spoon and blew it cold one by one to feed him.

Xiao Fangchi thought that Master would ask about what happened last night early this morning, but to his surprise, Master didn't mention it at all, as if it never happened.

Could it be that Master has forgotten?

Xiao Fangchi was full of doubts.

He would rather be punished by his master than forget everything about last night.

Halfway through eating, Xiao Fangchi finally couldn't hold it back and asked:

"Master, last night...do you remember?"

"last night……?"

Hearing this, Song Huaiqing carefully recalled what happened last night.

What happened last night?

right!

They went to a brothel to drink wine.

I also ordered six girls.

Xiao Fangchi was still drunk.

What else did you do then?