I heard that he will die soon

The moment Jun Yan turned around, Si Bao released Yan Qiu's acupuncture points.

They might not be able to hide this little trick from the other party, but seeing Jun Yan didn't respond, they didn't think it was true.

After washing up, Yan Qiu felt a bit of coolness, and wrapped himself in a blanket silently.

He wanted to continue molesting Jun Yan, but the other party only looked at him, got up and walked over, stretched out his hand, and Yan Qiu fell asleep.

As soon as the eyes are opened and closed, it is the next day.

This day, Yan Qiu got up earlier than usual. When he realized that there was no one around him, he slowly got up, threw off the thin blanket and got out of bed.

There was the sound of gurgling water in his ears, Yan Qiu changed his position and lay paralyzed, and vaguely heard some discordant splashing sounds.Seeing that it was still early, Yan Qiu remembered that Jun Yan had to practice kung fu every morning, so he got up immediately, listened carefully to the voice, and touched the window.

Looking with the probe, I vaguely saw a white shadow standing in the stream below the waterwheel. Yan Qiu's eyes lit up, he became refreshed after sleeping, and turned his head to go downstairs.

When Yan Qiu walked to the edge of the stream, he happened to see Jun Yan walking out of the water. The wet undershirt was completely fitted to his skin, and those delicate curves could be seen at a glance.

Sensing Yan Qiu's presence, Jun Yan wiped off the water droplets on his face, raised his eyes and walked towards him, "I got up early today."

Seeing that he didn't dodge or avoid, Yan Qiu was a little disappointed, but compared to the slight evil taste of wanting to see the embarrassment of the other party, it was obvious that the masculinity in front of him was enough to satisfy him.

Yan Qiu looked at the other party's hair that was still dripping, and then his eyes fell on the moist thin lips, licked his lips, all the way down, his eyes paused when they touched the other party's half-exposed chest, and there was something in his throat. Itchy.He didn't speak, his palms were about to move, but he didn't move. He still eroded the other party with his eyes, all the way down...

Then Jun Yan's clothes were dry.

Yan Qiu: "..."

"It's cold in the morning." Jun Yan acted as if nothing had happened, and stepped forward to touch his messy long hair, "Why don't you wear more before you come out."

Yan Qiu gritted his teeth, "Is the leader practicing in the water today?"

"Ah."

The temperature of the opponent's palm was conveyed to the scalp through the hair, and the temperature by the cool water in the early morning was suitable, which made Yan Qiu feel a little comfortable.Although he was a little unsure, Yan Qiu was not so entangled thinking that he could always see him while living here.

"I woke up and heard the sound of water splashing, so I came down to take a look." Yan Qiu touched the other party's sleeve, and seeing that it was really dry, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "The leader is like this, and he even saves the time to dry the clothes."

There was a bit of ridicule in this sentence, Jun Yan didn't say much, instead of kneading, he withdrew his hand, "Go and put on your clothes."

Anyway, the beautiful scenery is fleeting, Yan Qiu's gaze rests on the half-exposed chest muscles of the other party for a moment, then turns around and prepares to go back to get dressed.

Yan Qiu: "Master, you might as well call me to practice kung fu in the future."

Jun Yan strolled behind and said, "If you can get up, get up."

Yan Qiu snorted, "If I really want to get up, I can still get up."

Jun Yan only raised his eyebrows, but did not answer.

Yan Qiu went upstairs, put on a coat casually, and hurriedly found the Four Treasures of the Study that Ning Wuxian had bought for display, ordered Jun Yan to grind the ink, and then started painting in front of the other party.

The painting is naturally the scene I saw just now.

Jun Yan looked at him quietly.

Yan Qiu didn't look at him after he started painting, but when he saw Jun Yan stop what he was doing, he even urged him, and then immersed himself in the creation.

Jun Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what to think.He didn't stop Yan Qiu from continuing to paint, he looked away, looked at the inkstone in his hand, and quietly rubbed the ink.

When Yan Qiu finished painting and looked up at Jun Yan, he was no different from usual.

Yan Qiu looked at his own work, then at the man in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction, "What do you think, Master?"

Jun Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at the unfinished painting on the table, "Yeah."

Do not comment.

He doesn't comment, and Yan Qiu doesn't care, after all, as long as he is satisfied with his painting, he can do it.But painting is just painting after all, no matter how good his painting is, with him here, it is naturally still incomparable.

Yan Qiu put the pen aside, walked around the table with a smile, and walked towards Jun Yan: "Don't worry, the leader, I still like you the most."

"Oh?" Jun Yan raised his eyebrows, "Is this true?"

Unexpectedly, the other party would ask a question, Yan Qiu blinked, "Of course it is true." Jun Yan was the only existence he wanted to monopolize since he was a child, and others naturally couldn't compare to him.

Jun Yan chuckled, parted her thin lips, and said in a very gentle tone, "I like this picture, can you give it to me?"

Seeing the other party's light smile really, Yan Qiu leaned over and poked lightly, "Master...you look so pretty when you smile."

Jun Yan looked down at him, reached out to hold his wrist, "Like it?"

Yan Qiu: "I like it."

"That painting."

"This painting?" Yan Qiu glanced sideways at the painting on the table, then looked back at Jun Yan, smiling like a flower, "Take it if you want it, the leader, and I will draw for you whatever else you want to see." Remember, this kind of painting, Jun Yan can draw as many pictures as he wants.

Jun Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "No need."

Jun Yan glanced at the paintings on the table and said, "Wash up."

Yan Qiu smiled even wider, "Okay."

The system that seldom appeared quietly bubbled up when the two of them finished communicating.

System: "Do you think this person is using a beauty trick?"

Yan Qiu: "Brother System thinks so too?"

System: "...a person who doesn't smile very much suddenly smiles so softly, it's no surprise that there is no ghost."

"Yeah." Yan Qiu smiled, looking delicate and gentle, "As long as he is willing to spend his time on me, it's a beauty trick."

"... Tsk, a sour smell."

Yan Qiu: ...? ? ?

Yan Qiu silently raised his sleeves and smelled it. Apart from the incense on his clothes, there was no other strange smell in his nostrils.

Sour smell?No.

Jun Yan: "What's wrong? Nose is uncomfortable?"

"No." Yan Qiu put down his hands, "I always feel the smell of the leader on my body, and I can't help smelling it."

Jun Yan: "..."

"I don't know if the leader smells of me." Yan Qiu stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve, sniffed the other person with his nose, and then said regretfully, "Why not."

Jun Yan: "...go wash your face."

"Oh."

After washing, it's time to eat.

There is only one small building in the yard here that attracts people, and the others are not much different from other small courtyards in the south of the Yangtze River.Yan Qiu walked around, asked someone to put the food in the small kiosk to the west, and pulled Jun Yan to sit down there.

The small days seem to be quite comfortable, and eating a meal is much slower than usual.By the time it runs out, the sun has risen high.

The servants put away the tableware, Yan Qiu lazily propped his head, and asked Jun Yan: "The leader has been with me like this for a few days?"

"Why, what do you want me to do?"

"The leader has always had a lot of things to do." Yan Qiu's eyes were loose, and his tone was lazy, which always sounded drowsy in this summer, "If you can really waste time with Ziqiu like this, Ziqiu Naturally happy. But if it's because of my delay, it's still unnecessary."

Like him, he should play and sleep, but he should do what he has to do seriously.

"It doesn't matter." Jun Yan looked at him and said, "This time, I was going down the mountain just for you."

Yan Qiu likes to hear this.

"The leader is here to accompany me?"

Jun Yan raised his eyebrows, "Come to confirm your identity."

Yan Qiu: "...So it's just a matter of accompanying me?"

"Ah."

Yan Qiu: "..."

Yan Qiu glared at him, sat up straight, and waved his hand, "Four Treasures!"

"The subordinate is here!" He looked like he was about to step forward to fight at any time.

"Go to Ben Huang Lilai."

Four Treasures: "...Yes."

I thought the master was finally going to lose his temper.

The result is an illusion.

Jun Yan glanced at him, but the faint smile in his eyes never disappeared.

Seeing that he was still smiling, Yan Qiu stretched out his hand to pat his hand on the table, "The teacher is mainly happy, and I will pick a good day later."

Seeing him raise his eyebrows, Yan Qiu said, "The day of marriage."

"Before that your righteous sister picked one."

"She must have been talking nonsense."

Jun Yan: "..."

When the Four Treasures found Huang Li, Jun Yan turned around for a while, pointed to a day, and quickly decided, "Just this day."

Yan Qiu leaned over to take a look, "Get married this autumn? Can't you see that the leader is so eager?"

"It's better to be sooner than later." Jun Yan said, flipping forward and showing Yan Qiu a few more days, "If you go forward, you will be a little hasty."

Sooner rather than later, Yan Qiu likes these words, but he knows that Jun Yan's words are definitely not what he wants to understand.

"Is the leader worried that my identity as a man will be exposed?" After thinking about it, that's the reason.

Jun Yan: "Since I know you are a man, why worry about it?"

"That?"

"Your poison."

As soon as Jun Yan said this, Yan Qiu was stunned.

Once he was not paying attention, Yan Qiu forgot about the fact that he was still poisoned, but he still remembered the matter of merit.

He never thought Jun Yan's reason was this.

Yan Qiu quickly understood the meaning of it and was surprised.

Jun Yan doesn't know the existence of the system. In his and everyone's eyes, Yan Qiu is now synonymous with short-lived ghosts.No one knew when he would die. It might not last until Xue Qian could research the antidote, nor could Wen Youran and Liu Yuzhu come back.

If Jun Yan wanted to, he could delay the wedding date until Yan Qiu died of poison.

But he didn't do it.

Yan Qiu stared blankly at the other party for a while, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "If that's the case, then follow the leader's wishes."

Sibao was startled: "Master?"

"Babao and the others are currently in the Devil's Cult. You go to write a letter and ask them to help you get some. Don't be idle all day long." Yan Qiu turned his head and ordered softly: "Since the date has been set, Master's side Say it too. I have no affiliation with the leader, I will be a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of my life, and worshiping him is the same."

As he said that, Yan Qiu asked Jun Yan again: "Although I haven't seen the old leader, I haven't heard the news of his death. I wonder if the old leader is still here?"

"I don't know." Jun Yan's expression was light, and this sentence sounded a little casual, "After I was pushed up, he said that he wanted to travel around the world, and he hasn't passed any news to the church for several years."

Yan Qiu: "..."

Jun Yan's use of the word 'push' feels a bit subtle.

Yan Qiu pondered for a moment, then smiled, "Since I don't know, I may not be able to find it if I look for it now. Spread the news widely. If he knows, he should come back and take a look."

Jun Yan: "...OK."

Yan Qiu thought in his heart: This old leader is really neat and tidy in what he does, he doesn't even leave a letter.

Jun Yan's martial arts practice is so high, and the old leader is even more powerful as his master.

Thinking of the teacher's handbook that he saw before, the old leader Mu Yuke's book clearly wrote the name of his favorite disciple, and Yan Qiu knew who he was without having to guess.

In my impression, I seem to be... a leader who enjoys teasing his disciples.

Mu Yuke's teacher's handbook is simply a book of apprenticeship notes.

It would be great if we could meet each other and read the scriptures.