If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Wen Renshu didn't reply, but stretched out his hand to touch the little man's face.

Very soft.

"Achu." He called his name softly, "I miss you."

It's like telling a little person, but also like telling yourself.

He derived pleasure from imagination.

He will eventually take the path of a teacher.

But he has no regrets.

Wen Renshu lowered his head and gently touched the little man's fingertips with his lips.

"Miss you very much."

Song Chuyi's fingertips trembled, feeling a little unaccustomed to Wen Renshu's sudden closeness.

But... Wen Renshu's lips were so hot.

He curled his fingers slightly and whispered, "You're so hot."

"Sorry." Wen Renshu said softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Chuyi shook his head, "I'm not uncomfortable."

He shook his calf slightly and asked curiously, "Brother Wenren, have you always stayed at the Imperial Master's Mansion?"

"Yeah." Wen Renshu responded in a low voice.

As if he had found an outlet to talk, he actually started talking more.

"When I was five years old, I was chosen by my teacher and entered the Imperial Master's Office."

"I have been studying with the teacher since then."

Song Chuyi's ears twitched, teacher? Isn't that the former Imperial Master?

The former Imperial Master died at the age of thirty-five, and the next successor was chosen shortly after he succeeded the Imperial Master.

Now that Wen Renshu is twenty-five years old, it’s time to choose a successor, right?

"So, has Brother Wenren chosen his successor?"

"Yes." Wen Renshu responded in a low voice, "I've chosen."

His eyes fell on the little man, and an undercurrent flashed deep in his pupils.

Heir...he had already thought about it.

Ah Chu.

He wants to choose Ah Chu as his successor.

Reason told him that this was ridiculous and absurd, disrespectful and shockingly deceitful.

But so what?

From the beginning, the world has been a huge scam.

"Achu wants to be a national teacher?"

Song Chuyi looked at Wen Renshu in surprise, "The heir you mentioned..."

He pointed at himself, "It can't be me, can it?"

Wen Renshu curled his lips slightly and gave Song Chuyi a definite answer.

Song Chuyi:...

Okay, okay, the world is finally going crazy.

He has not yet returned to his normal human form, which means that in Wen Renshu's mind, he is still his imagination.

Wen Renshu actually let his "imagination" take over the position of national master?

Crazy, the villain is crazy!

Song Chuyi coughed lightly and hugged Wen Renshu's fingers with both hands.

"I can take over the position of national master, but..."

Wen Renshu felt the heat coming from his fingertips and his throat moved slightly.

"But what?"

"But I'm too young now!" Song Chuyi lightly rubbed Wen Renshu's fingertips, "I will take over when I grow up."

Wen Renshu thought to himself, "Will Ah Chu grow up?"

"Yes!" Song Chuyi nodded affirmatively, "I will become as big as you."

He puffed up his chest and said boldly, "Maybe he's taller and stronger than you! Hahahahaha!"

A smile flashed across Wen Renshu's eyes.

Ridiculous desires came to mind.

Ah Chu will become as big as him.

Does that mean he can kiss him and leave his mark on that fair skin?

It doesn't matter even if he is the only one who sees it. His Ah Chu originally belongs to him and should not be seen by others.

Ah Chu was his and belonged only to him.

No one can see it.

anyone.

Dark desire surged up, and a hint of darkness appeared in the dark pupils.

"Achu is right."

His Adam's apple restrained its movement.

"I will wait for Ah Chu to grow up."

Song Chuyi snorted, "Of course, just wait until I become taller and stronger than you, haha!"

Wen Renshu responded in a low voice, "Yes."

He began to understand why his former teacher was becoming more and more crazy.

The teacher would always lock himself in the room and talk to himself, occasionally making ambiguous murmurs.

As both men, Wen Renshu knew what the teacher was doing.

But he knew better that the teacher was crazy.

He was defeated by the imagination that gave him happiness.

In the past, he did not understand or even disdain his teacher's depravity.

But now, he understands, understands that once he comes into contact with the source of happiness, he can never quit.

He is willing to sink, and he is willing to fall.

Wen Renshu has never been a superior national teacher.

He is a madman, a madman who has surrendered himself to vanity.

Late at night, a suppressed murmur came from the quiet dormitory.

If you listen carefully, it's Wen Renshu's hoarse voice.

"Achu."

The muffled murmur was followed by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Then there was the sound of water entering, and then the sound of water ripples.

The hot spring water was dirty.

The hot mist filled the air, blurring Wen Renshu's eyes.

He looked at the dirty hot spring water and laughed softly.

"Achu, when will you grow up?"

He seemed to have fallen into a cage of desire.

In the yard, Song Chuyi yawned loudly.

"Wen Renshu went home very early today."

He muttered something and turned over.

"I'm so bored. I really want to find someone to chat with."

Xiao Tong: [Host, why don’t you go find Wen Renshu? 】

Song Chuyi lay on the petals, [Wen Renshu must have fallen asleep. 】

Xiao Tong: [Wen Renshu doesn’t seem to be asleep. He is taking a bath in the hot spring. 】

【Um? spa? ] Song Chuyi's eyes lit up, [Is there a hot spring in Song Chuyi's dormitory? 】

Xiao Tong: [Yes, it’s still a living water hot spring. 】

Song Chu was immediately interested, [Then I want to go! 】

【Let’s sneak in now,】

[Xiao Tong, help me monitor whether there is anyone around. Remember to remind me if there is anyone. 】

Xiaotong: [Don’t worry, host! 】

Song Chuyi was a man of action. He did what he said and immediately fluttered his little wings and flew to Wen Renshu's dormitory.

The door of the dormitory was tightly closed, and there was not even a palace maid.

This is in line with Wen Renshu's temperament. This person likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed. He even gets his meals on weekdays by himself.

Without anyone else around, it would be more convenient for Song Chuyi.

He successfully sneaked into Wen Renshu's bedroom.

The bedroom is very large. In addition to the big bed, there is also an oversized screen.

Behind the screen is the pool of living water hot spring.

The hot spring water is very hot, and the water mist is lingering inside the screen. Only Wen Renshu's figure can be vaguely seen.

Song Chuyi quietly flew to the other side, and little Jiojio dipped into the hot spring water.

It's warm and feels comfortable at first glance!

His eyes lit up, he slid down from the edge and successfully entered the hot spring water.

He is very small, so he cannot sink to the bottom and can only float on the surface.

This is also convenient for Song Chuyi, who can soak in the hot springs without fluttering.

He relaxed his body and allowed the water to push him.

Slowly, very comfortable.

Just floating, he touched the warm chest, and he opened his eyes to take a look.

Wen Renshu lowered his head, his deep eyes seeming to suck him in.