I've fucked up all the bosses

After coming out of the pond, Hua Chao became a servant who warmed Mr. Wen's bed.

Warming the bed, that is, warming the bed in the literal sense, you have to bathe and burn incense every night, apply perfumed dew on your body, and then get into Wenjiyu's quilt to cover the cold quilt with warmth and fragrance.

Then you can happily roll out, no longer have to worry about missing arms or legs.

It is worth mentioning that there is a large lake in the inner courtyard of Wenfu, which is full of lotus flowers.

But these are not the main point. The important point is that there is a row of beauty lamps made of unknown leather by the lake. The lamps depict the beautiful appearances of boys and girls. The lights flow, lifelike, and creepy.

A gust of wind blew by, and the beauty lanterns swayed in the wind, with smiles on their cheeks and affectionate expressions.

After being sprinkled with spices by the maid, Hua Chao walked out of the bath holding his nose. When he passed the beauty lamp, he shook his goosebumps, gathered his white silk robe, and walked quickly into Wen Jiyu's bedroom.

There was no one in the bedroom, and delicate metal incense balls were hung outside the tent, and white mist drifted out from the hollow patterns of the incense balls.

The white gauze that was as light as nothing hung on the ground, Hua Chao lifted the gauze curtain, and stared blankly at the moiré Sichuan brocade quilt and snow-white fur mattress on the couch for a while.

Damn capitalism!

He took off his shoes and got into bed, lay comfortably on the fur mattress, and rolled happily on it.

It was summer at this time, and even though there were ice cubes in the bedroom, I was still sweating from the heat after lying on the fur mattress for a long time.

Hua Chao guessed that the quilt was almost covered by him, so he tore off the quilt and got out of bed. Just as he put on a shoe, the door of the bedroom was pushed open with a creak.

The moonlight poured in, and Wen Jiyu, dressed in white, walked in indifferently, shaking a bone fan.

His face was pale, and there was a hint of frost and snow in his brows, like the fairy who is not stained by mortal dust above the nine heavens in the legend, but there is a trace of demonic energy around him.

At first glance, he felt cold and gloomy, which made people feel chilling.

As soon as he came in, he saw Hua Chao stretching out one foot from the couch to put on a shoe. The white satin shoe was hanging on the tip of the light pink toe. The young man was startled when he saw him coming in, and the shoe on the tip of the toe dangled twice. Then it fell to the ground with a bang.

The four eyes met, and there was a moment of silence.

The very handsome young man blinked his eyes, fluttered his long eyelashes twice, then slowly retracted his outstretched feet into the gauze curtain, and retracted his whole body tightly into the bed, and stretched out two snow-white hairpins. He pinched the edge of the quilt with his fingers and pulled the quilt up to cover most of his face, only revealing a pair of water-colored eyes secretly looking at him.

His cowardly appearance pleased Wen Jiyu.

Wen Jiyu smiled slightly, the cold look on his face warmed up a lot, he closed the door behind his back, and said with a smile, "Where were you going just now?"

Hua Chao's voice came from the quilt, and it seemed a bit husky: "Young Master Wen, I've covered the quilt with heat, you can see if I can go."

Wen Jiyu closed the folding fan, lifted the veil and hung it on the jade hook, looked at Hua Chao's sweaty face and said, "Really, why is it so hot? I want to check it out."

He directly lifted the brocade quilt and lay down, the chill came in wave after wave, and the warm quilt suddenly became gloomy and cold.

Hua Chao turned pale with shock: "Mr. Wen, did you just come back from the ice cellar?"

Wen Jiyu lay quietly beside Huachao, with a calm expression and cold eyes: "No, I just came back from the hot spring."

"Then why are you so cold?" Hua Chao asked shivering.

Wen Jiyu turned his face to look at him, his black hair was spread on the jade pillow, his eyes were dark and obscure, and he said slowly: "Because someone once dug out a bone of mine, and my body has lost its temperature since then."

He spoke every word very slowly, his eyelashes slightly covered his eyes, his black and blue eyes were deep and distant, and his eyes fell on Hua Chao's face faintly.

Hua Chao felt that he was looking at her, but it didn't seem like he was looking for another person's shadow through him.

There is a saying, in the world of Ba Zong's novels, behind every successful man is a man who makes him miserable.

No wonder this boss likes to use human bones to make fans so much. It turns out that there is such a past.

Hua Chao asked again: "With Mr. Wen's method, the person who dared to dig your bones must have died a miserable death."

Wen Jiyu glanced at him indifferently and said, "Why do you have so many questions? If you continue to chatter like this, I will pull out your spine and make you slump on the ground like a puddle of meat, unable to do anything."

Hua Chao silently tucked his head into the quilt, and after holding it back for a long time, he still asked in a very low voice: "Young Master Wen, can I ask you one last question?"

"Say."

"I... am going to sleep here all the time tonight?"

"Yes."

"But isn't it good for us two big men to sleep together?"

"You just said to ask me one last question." "Uh, but..."

"I don't think it's necessary to keep your tongue in your mouth."

Hua Chao: "..."

The bedroom suddenly fell silent.

Hua Chao closed his mouth tightly and lay beside him as quietly as a chicken.

Wen Jiyu closed his eyes and rested his mind, sleeping in an upright position, his body was chilled, and the originally stuffy bed immediately became cool.

Hua Chao sighed comfortably, broke the jar, and fell asleep holding the quilt with peace of mind.

The night was long, and the darkness poured in endlessly. When Wen Jiyu closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to feel the black magic flame that devoured everything in the endless hell.

He was pulled out of his innate bones and lay in a pool of blood, watching the boundless black flames sweeping towards him.

In the distance, a snow-white figure stepped on the magic flame, and the flower branches wrapped around his body were in full bloom. Bright and bright snow-white epiphyllum, holding a blood-stained spine in his hand, looked at him with a smile.

That is the most powerful innate root bone throughout the ages, born from the immortals born from heaven and earth.

As long as you get the innate root bone, you can live the same life as the heaven and the earth, immortal.

Too many people coveted his innate roots, and he always laughed it off, but he didn't expect such a malicious intention to be hidden in the smiling eyes of his extremely precious little apprentice.

In the dark night, the sound of the boy's even breathing was heard clearly, and he even snored slightly because he slept so soundly, just like a sleeping kitten.

Even after so many years of training in the human world, this habit has not changed.

Back then Hua Chao was still a toddler, and he didn't dare to sleep alone at night, so he carried Hua Chao to his fairy palace and whispered softly to coax him to sleep.

The night in the fairy palace is bleak and cold. When he watches the stars at night, Hua Chao sleeps in his arms. If he sleeps soundly, he will purr softly like a milk cat.

As a result, the long night in the Immortal Palace suddenly felt lonely.

He often wonders why Hua Chao does this.

He gave him all the honor and favor, and even made it clear that after a thousand years, the position of Immortal Venerable will be passed on to him, and he will be the supreme existence in the Immortal Domain.

Isn't such honor and favor satisfying him?

What is there that he can't get?

What exactly do you want?

Wen Jiyu felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly remembered the first time he posted for the little apprentice.

At that time, Hua Chao had just turned three years old, and Jiao Zike, who had been pulling his hair for him, went to the lower realm to practice. The three-year-old Hua Chao didn't know how to pull his hair. .

He handed over a jade comb, and begged the master to tie his hair for him in a childish voice.

It was Wen Jiyu's first time pulling someone else's hair. He took a jade comb to comb Hua Chao's light and soft hair, but Hua Chao, who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, suddenly took his hand and said with a smile: "The immortal caresses you!" I love it, you can live forever, Master, you are so kind."

The little baby smiled sweetly again, with a delicate and cute appearance like jade snow, hugged his waist and said coquettishly in his arms: "I want Master to pull my hair every day, okay?" ".

He has been so sticky and sweet since he was a child, and he has always been unafraid of the supreme majesty from the immortal, and insisted on getting close to him.

Since that day, he, who has no heart in the mundane world, has become interested in pulling Huachao's hair every day for 13 years.

His eleventh disciple Jiao Ziqiong once said: "Huachao was raised by tigers and wolves, and his heart is like a jackal. Although he is a fairy and beautiful, he is by no means a good person."

The eldest disciple Jiao Zike has succeeded to the position of Immortal Venerable, and it is expected that Jiao Ziqiong will also follow Jiao Zike to stay in the Immortal Realm.

It's a pity for his other disciples. After he fell into the devil, these disciples traveled around in despair, and they don't know if their cultivation has improved.

While Wen Jiyu closed his eyes and meditated quietly, Hua Chao rolled over while snoring a little.

The boy's face flushed from sleep was pressed against Wen Jiyu's cold neck, and the moist and warm sweat on his face rolled towards him with heat waves.

Wen Jiyu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes to look at the red nose and cheeks of the former little apprentice sleeping.

The sleeping boy pouted his mouth, a few strands of hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, he unconsciously tore off his collar, revealing a large piece of skin as delicate as white porcelain, he muttered in a low voice, and suddenly said He hugged Wen Jiyu's waist sideways, and wrapped his limbs around him as tightly as an octopus.

This is the first time Wen Jiyu has felt such heat. The dense warmth is like tentacles growing quietly. In this warmth, he feels like a puddle of fat that is about to melt.

A long night passed, and it was another morning full of vitality.

Huachao's biological clock was very punctual, and at exactly five o'clock, he opened his eyes as usual.

His vision was a little blurry at first, but after clearing, Hua Chao saw Wen Jiyu's crow-like eyelashes, which caused Hua Chao's brain to stop for a while.

I must have opened my eyes the wrong way.

Hua Chao closed his eyes again.

Opening his eyes again, he met two emotionless blue eyes.

Hua Chao's tiger body was shocked, and he followed Wen Jiyu's big eyes and narrowed his eyes.

Within five seconds, his mind went blank, and his mind kept flashing bullet screens.

"Why do I put my arms around his neck!"

"Why is my leg riding on his lap!"

"Damn it, why am I hugging him so tightly!"

"What's even more ridiculous is why he hugged me so tightly!"

"Could it be that the two of us just entangled each other and slept all night?"

"Oh my god, what an asshole this is!"