Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chu Huaizhou was frightened. He suddenly reached out and pushed Xiao Jingxuan away, "The Pavilion Master is here."

Unfortunately, he underestimated the strength of his own hands, and this push caused Xiao Jingxuan to stumble backwards.

As he retreated, he knocked over the tea table and broke the teacups, which shattered all over the floor with a clanging sound.

Xiao Jingxuan, who was immersed in the ambiguous intimacy just now, now fell flat on his face in confusion.

He knelt on the ground, facing Chu Huaizhou in a daze, tilting his head in a typical puzzled expression, "Junior Master?"

Just at this moment, the carefree Pavilion Master burst in through the door, "Yunlan! Xiao Jingxuan is missing!"

"Wasn't he still in a coma two days ago? Do you think he might have been sleepwalking... and got lost?"

Seeing the scene inside the house, Yu Changfeng, who was usually at ease in big situations, was stunned with shock.

Chu Huaizhou, who was always calm and composed, was so busy that he was confused.

He was filled with guilt and self-blame, and wanted to pull up Xiao Jingxuan who was slapped away by him.

He hurriedly straightened the folds on his robe, which gave rise to some suggestive thoughts.

But in the end, Xiao He was the one who made him successful and Xiao He was the one who made him fail. He failed to do both things well, and Yu Changfeng rushed in in a hurry.

The Pavilion Master was dumbfounded and said, "What are you doing? There is still half a month before the Chinese New Year. It is too early to pay New Year's greetings. When the time comes, I will give you the evil-repelling bag."

Two abnormal blushes appeared on Chu Huaizhou's fair cheeks, and he avoided the gaze with a guilty look.

The careless Yu Changfeng could hardly notice this tiny change.

"Yunlan, I don't know where that brat Xiao Jingxuan went in his sleep. It's like he disappeared into thin air."

Xiao Jingxuan, who was still kneeling on the ground, said: "...Then who am I?"

Yu Changfeng interrupted his good deeds. Even though he was the Pavilion Master, he still had to complain a few words in his heart.

What's that look? Why don't I just leave? And you said I was sleepwalking here?

Do you want me to cooperate with you, close my eyes, mumble in my sleep, and take a few unsteady steps to show you?

Chu Huaizhou looked fine. After all, he had worked with Yu Changfeng for such a long time and knew that he had poor eyesight and was a big and strong man.

He was already used to it, and glanced at the Pavilion Master calmly, "Xiao Jingxuan is missing? Who is that person on the ground?"

Yu Changfeng turned his head and looked a few times, then scratched his head in confusion, "Eh? It didn't look like that to me just now, how come it suddenly changed?"

"Why did he come to you? And he's kneeling on the ground?"

When he mentioned this, Chu Huaizhou couldn't help but think of what happened just now, and his ears hidden under his hair turned even redder.

"I don't know." He didn't even bother to find a reason. He paused and said seriously, "Maybe he sleepwalked here."

Xiao Jingxuan stood up, and when he heard what his junior uncle said, he immediately closed his eyes and deliberately swayed his body.

It took a while before he opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy, blurred, lifeless and out of focus, as if he had just woken up.

He faced the two people's gaze and began to show off his acting skills, "Why am I here?"

He scratched his head in confusion and said in a vague voice, "Are you still dreaming? This dream is so long, why don't you wake up?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, looking up at the two people in front of him, "Strange, why are Junior Master and Pavilion Master here too?"

As the performance went on, Xiao Jingxuan began to have gangster thoughts and walked unsteadily in front of Yu Changfeng.

As if deliberately trying to scare someone, he suddenly shouted, "Pavilion Master!"

Yu Changfeng, who was completely unprepared, was frightened by him and his body and brain trembled violently.

When Xiao Jingxuan saw this, a little man in his heart broke out and he let out a mean "hehehe" laugh.

"Actually, I admire you very much in martial arts, but I'm embarrassed to say it." He started to flatter her again.

Finally, "You are my role model! Come on! Let's have a drink!" He raised his hand and squeezed it, "Oh, there is no glass."

"Then let's both hug one!" After Xiao Jingxuan hugged him, he used all his strength to pat Yu Changfeng on the back.

It made a "bang bang bang" sound and almost knocked out the porridge he had drunk in the morning.

Yu Changfeng groaned in pain twice, but praised: "This kid is good, his strength is quite strong."

That was enough. Xiao Jingxuan had avenged himself and felt very happy. His eyes were narrowed with a smile.

She turned her head towards Chu Huaizhou, lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the sleepiness in her eyes faded away, revealing a hint of clarity.

He spread out his slender arms and said in the same tone, "Uncle Junior, do you want to hug one too?"

He winked playfully.

Just as he was about to hug the person in his arms, Yu Changfeng suddenly came in and stood between them.

"Oh, no, no, you are not conscious now. With your junior master's physique and your bull-like strength, how many slaps can he take from you?"

Xiao Jingxuan didn't care about anything and thought that the Pavilion Master just thought he was sleepwalking and couldn't do anything to him.

A slap neither lightly nor heavily landed on Yu Changfeng's face, and he was pushed away and thrown aside.

She said angrily, "I was hugging my junior uncle in my dream. What does it have to do with you? You are such a nosy guy."

Yu Changfeng was pushed and fell into a chair, his eyes widened in shock.

What happened next surprised him even more.

Xiao Jingxuan moved slowly and gently, and put his arms around Chu Huaizhou's shoulders, as if he was treating a fragile treasure.

Her chin rubbed against the top of his head intentionally or unintentionally, and then the hands that were holding his shoulders slowly slid to his waist.

This posture was against the light, and Chu Huaizhou could clearly see the side of his neck with slightly bulging veins close at hand.

It made his face burn with anger, the strong smell of hormones hit him in the face, and his heartbeat seemed to slow down by half a beat.

His reaction seemed to be a little slow, and he asked softly, "Xiao Jingxuan, what are you doing?"

He didn't answer at first, but moved the hand around his waist and pinched it lightly.

"Uncle Junior, please cooperate and wake me up."

"Oh." Chu Huaizhou was unlike any other obedient person and immediately nodded in agreement.

Then, she raised her hand and pushed him away, her eyebrows moving slightly, her eyes reddened, "Xiao Jingxuan! You have no sense of shame!"

Chu Huaizhou raised his hand to pat his cheek, but Yu Changfeng quickly came up and grabbed his arm to dissuade him.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't slap the child. He's still asleep. He must be having a nightmare. Don't let him pass out later."

Chu Huaizhou has slightly lowered eyes, a high nose bridge, and very thin lips. Every line of his features seems gentle, yet contains a sharp chill.

"Then how do you think we can wake him up? We can't just leave him like this and act like a hooligan, right?"

Yu Changfeng smiled and said, "I'll wake him up. I'll do it, I'll do it. Don't worry about it. Just watch."