[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

Wen Yi was quite depressed, and now he became ruthless.

He couldn't help feeling angry in his heart, but he had more for himself and less for his master.

Probably because he hated himself for not being strong enough, and for not being close enough to his master, that gave his master an opportunity to take advantage of him.

This is his master, his people, and no one else can touch a finger.

Pressing his icy, high-cold master on the dark desk, and regardless of whether the wound he just applied the medicine to is open, Wen Yi bullied himself.

Luo He was tossed and baked pancakes on the desk by him. Although he was not physically tired when he saw the window from dawn to dark and then to dawn, his heart was tired!

why!

Why do cultivators have to be so physically fit!

He hates it!

Luo He despaired of his whim, and would never leave his little apprentice again.

No, not small at all.

He has been in this world for more than five years. He picked up 15-year-old Wen Yi during the operation to exterminate monsters five years ago, took him as his personal disciple, and took him with him to teach him carefully.

In Wen Yi's year, he found that Wen Yi was comforting himself with his clothes and calling his name, so Tianlei stirred the fire and became a couple.

Wen Yi's progress was skyrocketing, especially after the two of them were sticky together, it reached 80.00% last year.

Luo He thought in his heart that he had to take this step. Although there were some differences, it could be overcome by recalling the feelings he had when he liked Wen Yi in the past.

There is also a system that wipes away tears as soon as it appears, and is gratified that his host has finally "corrected and returned to justice".

After persisting for a year, when Wen Yi went out to do the annual task of establishing the foundation disciples this year, Luo He still couldn't help but move his mind.

People who have bought things probably have this feeling.

When I bought it, I could find a thousand or eight hundred reasons in my mind to convince myself that this thing is definitely useful. As for not regretting it after buying it, that is another matter.

Luo He convinced himself just like that, but after all he was a little guilty and knew Wen Yi's nature, so he didn't dare to tell him, but unexpectedly he was caught.

Seeing that Wen Yi was sad, Luo He's heart softened into a puddle of water, and he just wanted to wake up the dizzy self before, so as not to make Wen Yi sad again.

Wen Yi's deep and sexy voice suddenly sounded next to his ears, "Master, why is your mind distracted? Is it because you think the disciple is not using enough strength? Or is it not deep enough?"

Luo He was bumped violently by him, as if he was about to be pierced, he turned his head and kissed him helplessly, "Yi'er, that's enough."

Wen Yi bit Luo He's lip, and said in a low voice: "How is this possible? Master, tell me, you will never leave me again."

Luo He said warmly: "I won't leave you again."

Wen Yi: "I don't believe it!"

Luo He: "????"

He suddenly took up the pen, and walked around with the pen on Luo He's back, which was as smooth as snow.

Luo He laughed softly, as if coquettish, "Yi'er, what did you write?"

Wen Yi kissed the back piously, "My name." His voice was full of tingling possessiveness, "Master can only be mine, and only I can see this name. , Digging your eyes and heart is not an exaggeration!"

"Too hostile." Luo He snorted softly, "Yi'er, I'm tired."

He doesn't like to call himself a teacher at this time, which makes him very ashamed, so he often calls Wen Yi Yi'er, which is very close to him.

But the more Wen Yi knows this, the more he likes to call him Shizun.