Master respects him, the five elements are wicked

Xie Yu trembled violently, and instinctively stretched out his hand quickly, wanting to push Fu Qingluan away from his side, "Mmm~~~~~" Fu Qingluan suddenly let out a comfortable panting sound, and shook his head slightly. Turning around, a breath of hot air was blown on Xie Yu's ear.

An uncontrollable sourness instantly penetrated Xie Yu's whole body. Xie Yu only felt his waist soften, and his raised hands fell to his sides instantly.

Xie Yu felt that at this moment, he was like a broken leaf hanging on a branch in the autumn wind, relying on the last bit of toughness to barely maintain his current posture, but he was only holding on.

His heart and back seemed to be being bitten violently by countless tiny things at the same time. As soon as Xie Yu closed his eyes, he was about to disarm. Just as his waist was about to soften, Fu Qingluan's injury suddenly flashed in his mind. Qingluan's body was shaking, Xie Yu gritted his teeth, forced his waist up, and stiffened on the spot.

Maintaining such a posture, Xie Yu didn't dare to move easily anymore. The uncontrollable surging emotions in his heart even made him forget for a moment that he actually had other options at this moment, so as not to embarrass himself so much.

In the dimly lit room, Xie Yu's eyes were shining brightly, following Fu Qingluan's breathing, his heartbeat fluctuated from fast to slow, as if there was no definite number.

The passage of time seemed to have stopped, and everything in front of him seemed to be colored. Looking at the familiar room, Xie Yu seemed to have forgotten where he was and why he was here.

The position of the shoulders and neck was almost warmed by Fu Qingluan's breath, Xie Yu realized something at this time, and raised his hands after recovering from the feeling, and supported Fu Qingluan's head and shoulders, slowly helping He adjusted his posture so that it was more comfortable for him and himself.

Sitting up straight, Xie Yu looked sideways, and finally he could clearly see Fu Qingluan's sleeping face in his sight.

Fu Qingluan leaned against herself with a relaxed whole body, her face with a soothing expression completely disappeared from the miscellaneous emotions in the daytime, it was as clean as a piece of white paper, leaving only leisurely comfort, and the peach blossom mole between her eyebrows , in this piece of calm, it looks even more dazzling.

Looking at Fu Qingluan who looked like a cuddly cat, the expression in Xie Yu's eyes seemed to completely melt in an instant.

Xie Yu raised his hand and gathered the few strands of hair on Fu Qingluan's forehead slightly. The smooth and comfortable feeling in his hand made him twirl his hair a few times in his palm.

The hair is soft and smooth, and the roots will be separated when you twist it. It is spread coolly on the fingertips and palms, like a small handful of black waterfalls that can be held in your hands, and light and soft like a fluffy black cloud.

Xie Yu lowered his head slightly, and put his hair close to the tip of his nose. A vague fragrance, mixed with temperature, lingered in his senses.

Xie Yu lightly wrapped the black waterfall around his fingertips, closing it for a while, and twisting it for a while, playing with it carefully, soaking each one with his body temperature and breath.

Fu Qingluan murmured in his throat, and Xie Yu's heart skipped a beat to make sure that Fu Qingluan hadn't woken up. Then he reluctantly released the hair in his hand and put it next to Fu Qingluan's ear.

Under the removed strands of hair, Fu Qingluan's smooth and white forehead was exposed. Under the dim light, Xie Yu felt that the peach blossom mole in his eyes gradually became more attractive. At the same time, a hard-to-find The idea of ​​fame began to gradually rise in his heart.

As if possessed by a demon, Xie Yu's head slowly lowered towards Fu Qingluan's eyebrows.

"Big fish, leave another piece of the cake for the teacher..." Fu Qingluan's dreamy words made Xie Yu, who was close at hand, suddenly stunned.

Xie Yu's chest tightened, and he immediately realized what was wrong with him: What the hell am I doing here? !

With a chill behind his back, Xie Yu hurriedly pinched his nails into his palms forcefully. Due to the pain, the dazed heat in his heart instantly receded.

After reciting the meditation formula three times silently in his heart, Xie Yu felt better.

Fu Qingluan moved his head slightly, Xie Yu thought he wanted to drink water, and turned his head to free his hand, but unexpectedly Fu Qingluan just pouted: "Nephew Danhong, your hand should go down a little bit ...Yes, yes, that's where, oops~~~~~~"

Xie Yu's raised hand froze for an instant, and at the same time, he felt that somewhere in his body suddenly snapped...

In a comfortable sense of comfort, Fu Qingluan opened his eyes.

The sky was still only dimly lit, and there was a landscape in front of him. From the looks of it, he seemed to have woken up early.

By the way, when did I lie down and fall asleep.Fu Qingluan searched her memory hard, but there was no relevant fragment.

In sight, Tang Yushui was sleeping soundly on the low couch, wrapped in the quilt like a small rice dumpling, and when the two sides made contact, Fu Qingluan could only think of the part where he told Tang Yushui a story, how he lay down Yes, when did he fall asleep, and how did Tang Yushui get to the low couch, but he had no memory at all.

After feeling it for a while, Fu Qingluan found that the wound on her waist was still a little sore, but the inexplicable fatigue on her body yesterday had completely disappeared.

By the way, what about the big fish?He remembered something, looked down, and realized that Xie Yu was lying on the edge of the bed beside his feet, sleeping soundly.

Fu Qingluan's mind instantly understood. Looking at Xie Yu who was lying down in his clothes, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly: This disciple, who cares about taking care of others, doesn't know how to build more things for himself.

Fu Qingluan tried, but his waist still didn't seem to be enough to support him to get up, so he had to give up, glued the quilt to the bed with spiritual power, unfolded it, controlled it remotely, and covered Xie Yu's body.

Fu Qingluan's movements were very gentle, but because of the sore waist, the last moment the quilt was put down, the quilt accidentally became a little heavier, covering Xie Yu's head under it.

Fu Qingluan hurriedly made amends and covered the quilt again, but Xie Yu seemed to be really tired, and he didn't notice the accident at all.

Seeing that Xie Yu was not awakened by him, Fu Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

In the hazy morning light, Fu Qingluan lowered her eyes, quietly looking at Xie Yu who was sleeping soundly at her feet.

Xie Yu Qingjun's face exuded a faint tranquility, and the sharp-edged outline on weekdays gave off a soft and smoky feeling, which made people want to pat his head.

Fu Qingluan saw this feeling in his eyes, and couldn't help but wonder: Is this apprentice like this on weekdays?

Fu Qingluan checked all the images about Xie Yu in his mind one by one, tenacious, stubborn, calm, and shy, it seemed that there were all kinds of them, but the one in front of him was missing.

Looking at Xie Yu at this moment, Fu Qingluan felt a sense of love and pity in his heart.

The little accident just now made the hair around Xie Yu's ears a little messy. Fu Qingluan stretched out his hand, trying to straighten it out for him, but the wound on his waist was limited, and it was only a short distance away, but that hand was enough. less than.

Taking a breath, Fu Qingluan still wanted to work harder, but he didn't want to move his body a little bit. Xie Yu, who had been sleeping soundly, opened his eyes and looked at Fu Qingluan's hand next to his face, with a slight expression For a moment, the gaze facing Fu Qingluan became a little subtle: "Master, you are..."

"I wanted to straighten your hair, but I didn't expect I couldn't reach it." Fu Qingluan immediately smiled, but Xie Yu heard it in his ears, but his eyes were slightly confused, and the red on the tips of his ears showed through.

"Don't bother the master, the disciple's appearance will be taken care of by himself." Xie Yu was about to get up, only to find the quilt on his body, and immediately guessed that it was Fu Qingluan's work. He immediately turned sharply and said, "Master, this apprentice will wait for you to freshen up."

Folding the quilt, Xie Yu straightened his temple hair and wrinkled coat, and then stepped forward, leaning over to Fu Qingluan who was lying on his side, ready to pick Fu Qingluan from the bed.

With the experience of last night, Fu Qingluan stretched out his arms obediently this time, ready to save Xie Yu some time, but unexpectedly, Xie Yu gently grabbed Fu Qingluan's raised hand and put it back, and then used his spiritual power Covering Fu Qingluan's whole body, he only lifted him from the bed with his hands, and then put him down on the armchair.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Fu Qingluan felt that Xie Yu not only changed the posture of hugging him, but even the way he hugged him deliberately distanced himself from him. If Xie Yu hugged him last night, She treats herself like a child, so Xie Yu, who is holding her today, treats herself like an inanimate but very precious thing. Her movements are still very meticulous and careful, but the feeling inside is somewhat It's not the same anymore.

After putting down Fu Qingluan, Xie Yu immediately fetched water to cleanse Fu Qingluan's face.

"It's fine for me to come here as a teacher." Fu Qingluan extended his hand, but Xie Yu let it go: "Master, just sit down."

Fu Qingluan had no choice but to lower his hands and sit down in his original position. In Xie Yu's voice, he obediently closed his eyes.

The water temperature is very comfortable, neither too hot nor too cold, and the cloth towel is very soft, as if it has been carefully rubbed. In Xie Yu's movements, the sudden subtle sense of distance is still there, but this does not affect the subtlety and thoughtfulness of his movements.

Xie Yu's movements were light and heavy, and the cloth towel coordinated with Xie Yu's slender fingers, changing its size and orientation, and walking on Fu Qingluan's face.The warm and soft feeling spread across the face from every position.

First the forehead, then the cheeks, and then put it again, and then carefully wiped the facial features again.

The eyelids were itchy, the tip of the nose was touched lightly, and something seemed to stick to the corners of the lips. The cloth towel had been wiping here for a long time and with a little force, and even the ears and the back of the neck, Xie Yu did not fall off.

Fu Qingluan's ears were not particularly ticklish, but when Xie Yu wiped them, it seemed as if he did it on purpose, and his already gentle movements became slower and more subtle.

The delicate, caressing touch quickly penetrated from the pinna into the skin, and soon, Fu Qingluan felt that his internal organs seemed to start to itch.

At the beginning, Fu Qingluan was able to endure it, and felt that it would pass after a while, but Xie Yu didn't want Xie Yu to rub his ears, but he couldn't stop it.

Xie Yu didn't let go of every corner of the auricle. The dead corners that are not easy to rub should be covered with both hands. The fingertips of the left hand open the way, or pick or twist, flexible like a snake. The towel in the right hand is like a snake. Follow up in a timely manner, emphasizing the feeling left by the fingertips on the ears.

Finally, while wiping the earlobe, Fu Qingluan still said: "Yu'er, it's almost done, don't delay your morning class."

"Yes, master." Xie Yu agreed, but after "torturing" the earlobe for a while, Fu Qingluan let go of his hand when he was on the verge of being unable to bear it.

Fu Qingluan quickly took a breath and opened his eyes.

Xie Yu arranged the cloth towel, then helped Fu Qingluan let go of her bun and combed it again.

This time it was much better. Xie Yu didn't do anything special, but used a horn comb to comb Fu Qingluan's hair meticulously, and at the same time, with spiritual power in his fingers, he massaged his head.

Fu Qingluan let go of her heart, and buried herself in the reclining chair again, feeling Xie Yu's thoughtfulness: "Yu Er, I feel it for my teacher, the medicine from nephew Dan Hong..."

Before Fu Qingluan finished speaking, his hair felt pulled, and his scalp hurt.

"I'm sorry, master, my apprentice's hand was a little heavy accidentally." Xie Yu quickly apologized.

"It's okay, it's inevitable." Fu Qingluan didn't care, and continued the unfinished sentence: "Nephew Dan Hong's medicine should be effective, and I will help you to use it again later. Let's take care of my injury quickly, so that you don't always have to worry about it." In the eyes of a teacher, it hurts to suffer."

"I understand." Xie Yu's movements became swift and relaxed again. The faint sense of distance that Fu Qingluan felt before no longer disturbed Fu Qingluan's feeling: it must be his own illusion, um, That's right.

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