Lose 100 million today

By the stream.

Donglin looked at the water in trance, while Chuzheng was washing fruits beside him.

After washing, she handed it to Dong Lin: "Dong Lin, do you want to eat?"

Dong Lin looked sideways and corrected her: "Call me Master, no matter how big or small you are."

Chuzheng Congshan Ruliu changed her name: "Master, do you want to eat?"

It's just a title.

Just call the good guy whatever you want.

As long as he's happy.

Of course calling me dad is not an option! !

Dong Lin took the fruit handed over by Chu Zheng. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he put it in front of him, he felt something was wrong: "Is this a red cherry fruit?"

Chuzheng looked at the fruit in her hand and was not sure: "It seems so."

"Where did you come from?"

"I bought it."

Otherwise, can I still pick it up?

When Chuzheng passed by a city just now, she left...

But can you buy something like this so quickly?

Red cherry fruit can refresh the mind and boost energy. It is also a must-have for refining some high-level elixirs, which are hard to find.

Of course, Chuzheng didn't buy it specially. When she went to spend money, she saw that this thing was good and could be used by good people, so she bought it back.

Dong Lin looked at the fruit in his hand and suddenly remembered something: "Show me your hand."

"What are you doing?" Take advantage of me! If you want to touch it, just say, I'm very happy.

"Let me take a look at your injuries."

"What's there to see?" Chuzheng sat on the stone next to her: "It's ready."

Dong Lin went over and looked down from above: "Put it out and let me take a look."

Chuzheng turned her head to look at him and stretched out her good hand: "Master, touch it?"

Dong Lin didn't think of anything else, but when Chu Zheng suddenly said such a sentence, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Don't be ridiculous, that other hand." Dong Lin suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and scolded in a low voice.

Chuzheng thought for a moment and asked seriously: "Master, you still want to touch my hands?"

The tips of Dong Lin's ears were already red, and his tone was obviously furious: "You...you should stop talking nonsense!"

You've done it all, are you still afraid of me telling you?

Do you think you can just pretend to have amnesia?

"Then don't you want to see it?"

"..." Donglin felt like he was being teased. He took a deep breath: "Stretch out."

Chuzheng stretched out her hand, and Donglin wanted to reach out, but then thought of something, so he retracted his hand and just looked at it.

Seeing that he was recovering well, he gave Chuzheng the ointment and said, "Apply the medicine yourself."

After Dong Lin gave the medicine, he walked to the side in a few steps and stopped looking at her.

Chuzheng never thought about applying the medicine at all. Donglin didn't help her apply the medicine, so she just put the medicine on the stone next to her.

When Dong Lin calmed down, he turned around and saw Chuzheng lying on the stone. Because of the angle, he was not sure whether Chuzheng was just lying down or asleep.

The stream was rushing into the distance, and fish were passing through the shadows of floating clouds.

Donglin's feet seemed to have grown in place, taking root, and did not move for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but Dong Lin finally raised his feet and quietly walked to the girl's side. He looked around first, then stretched his neck to see if Chu Zheng was asleep.

Chuzheng closed her eyes and breathed shallowly.

Donglin thought for a moment and felt that she should be asleep, so he got closer.

He glanced at the ointment placed next to Chu Zheng and sighed silently.

After taking the ointment, Donglin carefully pulled out Chuzheng's hand and unfolded it.

Such beautiful hands are now like this...

Dong Lin felt indescribably uncomfortable in his heart, so he applied the ointment a little lightly.

From time to time, he would look up at Chuzheng, worried that he might wake her up.

Dong Lin stared at that face in a daze, it always reminded him of some messy pictures...

"call……"

Donglin recited the meditation mantra silently in his heart, stood up and walked to the side.

-

At night.

The dark blue sky is dotted with stars.

The clear light of the bright moon falls on the water, reflecting the sparkling light.

There was a flame burning quietly beside the stream. The man stood beside the fire, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

This was what Chuzheng saw when she woke up.

Chuzheng resisted the urge to yawn, propped herself up on the stone, and looked at the burning fire in silence.

"Wake up." Dong Lin heard the movement and turned around: "Are you hungry?"

He walked towards Chuzheng.

"I'm not hungry." She's gone off grain, so she can just drink dew. What's wrong with her?

"I give you……"

Dong Lin's voice paused and he stood there at a loss.

Chuzheng brushed off her clothes and drove away the bugs that jumped on her: "What can you give me?"

Dong Lin handed over the thing in his hand and said with a stiff face: "Then you can eat when you are hungry."

Dong Lin doesn’t know how to take care of people at all.

When he was young, he lived alone and fed himself.

When he becomes famous later, there will be people around him who will arrange his daily life, so he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

After accepting a disciple, he didn't pay attention to these things...

That's why he seemed a little overwhelmed at this moment, forgetting the fact that his apprentice had already gone off grain and didn't really need food.

Amid the roar of the King, Chuzheng swallowed back her unnecessary words and took a look.

There are several pastries wrapped in oil paper, which look quite delicate. I wonder where Donglin got them.

Chuzheng picked a piece to eat.

Dong Lin thought Chu Zheng wouldn't eat it, after all, she just said she wasn't hungry.

Who knew she would actually eat it.

Donglin Immortal Lord asked nervously: "Does it suit your appetite?"

"Yeah. It's okay, a bit sweet." Chuzheng honestly expressed her thoughts after tasting it.

"..."

Dong Lin silently noted that she didn't like things that were too sweet.

Dong Lin walked to the side and sat down, adding some firewood to the fire: "Today...why do you have to stand up and speak for me?"

"You are me..." Chuzheng paused: "Master, if I don't speak for you, who will I speak for?"

Dong Lin stared at the burning flames: "Don't you think they are right?"

Normally, he would have tried hard to figure out how to solve this problem.

But today...

He actually left with her.

This would have never happened before.

Chuzheng reminded him: "Master, I am a demon clan." If a demon clan has the consciousness of a demon clan, how can it change its stance casually?

Dong Lin was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head unnaturally for a while: "I forgot as a teacher."

Chuzheng moved to Donglin and sat down.

A strange yet familiar aura enveloped him, and Dong Lin stood up in shock.

Chuzheng grabbed his sleeve and said, "Master, you don't have to live for others."

Dong Lin was stunned, and he sat back slowly.

"For others..." His voice was low and he couldn't hear what he meant: "Yeah, it's not necessary."

"Master, do you really not remember what happened that day?"

Dong Lin's originally heavy heart suddenly flew away, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He asked stiffly: "What are you talking about?"

Chuzheng looked him over and over, then suddenly leaned over.

Dong Lin's lips felt slightly warm, the girl's soft body leaned in his arms, and the sweet smell of snacks continued to float over.

-

Dong Lin pushed Chu Zheng away, stood up suddenly, and stepped back several meters.

"you……"

The man's clear brows were filled with anger, and he pointed at Chu Zheng, like a good woman who had been molested.

Chuzheng raised her chin indifferently: "It doesn't matter if Master doesn't remember, Master will be mine from now on, think about it slowly."

A trace of astonishment flashed in Dong Lin's eyes.

I wanted to scold her for being unruly, but thinking of what happened before, I couldn't say the words.

Dong Lin's figure flashed and disappeared directly.

Chuzheng clicked her tongue.

Sure enough, the good guy card needs to be locked up to get better.