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

Xiao Fangchi was already leaning against the rockery, but his master hit him so hard that his back hit the rockery, causing him pain.

But at this moment, he didn't have any extra energy to care about the pain.

The moment you fall into your arms, time seems to stand still.

His always bright mind shut down at this moment.

His nostrils were filled with Master's breath, and he could even feel Master's heartbeat that was different from usual from the close chest.

After being stunned for a while, Xiao Fangchi finally reacted and hugged Song Huaiqing tightly with both hands.

"Xiao Fangchi."

Song Huaiqing's voice was muffled.

"Ah."

"Xiao Fangchi."

"Ah."

Song Huaiqing took the trouble to shout, and Xiao Fangchi took the trouble to respond.

After shouting, there was another silence.

My heart is full of emotions at this moment, and I seem to have thousands of words to say, but I don't know what to say.

After a while, Song Huaiqing muttered out in a confused voice: "I lied to you."

Xiao Fangchi was stunned: "Master, what did you lie to me about?"

Song Huaiqing: "I'm really not drunk."

What are you not drunk about?

Master, has he been drinking?

Xiao Fangchi took a sniff, and what penetrated his nose was the cool breath that Master always had. Where could there be any smell of alcohol?

I just drank wine last night...

and many more!

The scenes of last night passed before his eyes, and Xiao Fangchi suddenly became nervous.

As if to confirm what he was thinking, Song Huaiqing explained: "I wasn't drunk last night."

Xiao Fangchi is acting, why isn't he acting?

But he didn't know when, as he continued to act, he had already fallen into it.

Xiao Fangchi's whole body was stiff, except for his heart beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and the hot and boiling blood spread throughout his body.

The wind blowing at night seemed to become hotter, filling the sky with stars and pouring moonlight.

Xiao Fangchi suppressed his uncontrollable heartbeat and stammered for an answer: "Then, Master, Master, what you said... you like me, is it true?"

Song Huaiqing had lived for more than twenty years, and for the first time he realized that he had fallen in love with someone, and it was a man. He was a little nervous at first, but now he was amused by Xiao Fangchi's stuttering appearance.

Song Huaiqing laughed softly.

Xiao Fangchi was a little anxious when he heard that his master just smiled but didn't answer him.

"Master, please... stop teasing your disciples, okay?"

The final note is deep, implying a prayer.

Song Huaiqing relaxed a little, stepped back a little, and looked at him.

"Xiao Fangchi, I like you."

This was the first time Song Huaiqing faced his own feelings.

Perhaps earlier, in those casual moments, he had already been tempted, but tonight, he was finally willing to face the facts that he was unwilling to admit.

Finally, in a sober state, he expressed his thoughts.

The warm and sincere heart finally got a response at this moment.

At this moment, Xiao Fangchi's eyes turned red.

Obviously he should be happy, but at this moment his eyes were sore, and he was so choked that he didn't know what to say.

It was as if he had lost his most beloved toy and finally found it after many hardships. He was happy but also in disbelief.

Speechless for a moment, Xiao Fangchi reached out and wanted to touch Song Huaiqing's face, but his hands were shaking violently.

He choked and shouted: "Master."

Finally, tears fell and fell on Song Huaiqing's hands.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

It hit his hand and his heart.

Song Huaiqing took Xiao Fangchi's reaction into his eyes, and when his hand was about to touch her face, she put her hands around his neck again and pulled him in his direction.

Thin lips pressed against Xiao Fangchi's eyelids, kissing them bit by bit, kissing away the tears carefully and carefully.

As they kissed, Xiao Fangchi's ears slowly turned red, and his face also turned red, like cooked shrimps.

"Teacher, Master..."

Song Huaiqing looked at him, her eyes filled with unusual tenderness and a bit of desire.

Song Huaiqing: "Kiss me."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. There was silence all around, but it was like huge waves rolling in their hearts. The cold night wind could not dissipate the burning heat, and the ambiguous aura rose sharply.

The distance between the two of them was constantly shrinking. Xiao Fangchi reached out and grabbed the back of his head, and the next moment their lips touched.

During the chaotic breathing, Song Huaiqing hugged Xiao Fangchi tighter, as if they wanted to merge into each other's flesh and blood.

Lingering, moist.

……

In the end, Song Huaiqing was carried back to the room.

He was the one who took the initiative, and he was the one who was kissed until his legs went weak in the end.

As soon as he touched the bed, Song Huaiqing pulled the quilt and wrapped himself into a ball.

Xiao Fangchi took off his shoes, and he quickly retracted his feet into the quilt, leaving only his eyes and nose exposed.

Xiao Fangchi looked at the tightly wrapped lump in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and asked knowingly:

"What happened, Master?"

Song Huaiqing gave him a look: "Little beast."

"Okay, okay, I'm a little beast." Xiao Fangchi nodded and took off the quilt, "Master, let me see."

"roll."

"Master~"

Song Huaiqing's mouth was still hurting, and Xiao Fangchi kissed him harder and harder, like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, and even bit a piece of his mouth.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he turned around and turned his back to Xiao Fangchi.

"Master, I was wrong. Disciple, please kneel outside the door later. Can I give you medicine first?"

After hearing the medicine, Song Huaiqing finally turned back reluctantly, pulled down the quilt a little, revealing her slightly red and swollen lips.

"If the next time happens, just get out."

It was the same thing last night, my kiss made his mouth numb.

Xiao Fangchi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was obvious that his master was too delicate, and he had tried hard to restrain himself, but he still kissed his master every time.

It seems that he still needs to be more careful.

He took out the ointment and began to apply it bit by bit.

As soon as he applied the medicine, the master was already drowsy.

"Go to sleep, Master."

Song Huaiqing obediently let go of the quilt in his hand and lay down.

Xiao Fangchi quickly took off his shoes and got on the bed.

Just as he was about to go to sleep, he was kicked out of bed.

Xiao Fangchi: "???"

He looked at his master in confusion.

Song Huaiqing opened his eyes a little and yawned.

"Have you forgotten what you just said? Go and kneel outside the door."

If it weren't for Xiao Fangchi, would he have been taught a lesson by Song Xiaoye for so long?

He is a vengeful person.

"Master, do you have the heart to keep your disciple up late at night? Your disciple is delicate and frail, and he might be infected with the cold by then."

Song Huaiqing ignored him, turned over, wrapped herself in quilt tightly, and faced Xiao Fangchi with the back of her head.

Seeing this, Xiao Fangchi had no choice but to kneel outside the door.

*

Early in the morning, 068 brought "good news" to Lingyue.

[Host, Song Huaiqing's favorable impression of Xiao Fangchi has reached 85. 】

Lingyue was washing his face at the time. When he heard this, he almost threw the handkerchief away: "How much?" How many did you say? ? ? 】

068: […85. 】

! ! ! ! damned!

He just took a nap, and his favorability level increased by 13? ?

It was so late at night, why did it get so hot? Did the two of them have sex directly? !