Master tutoring class

Before the morning light covered the bed, An Heyi woke up and looked at the roof above her head.The thick crossbar hangs above, and he made a gesture, reckoning that the next person will be able to sleep.

For a moment he even wanted to throw his disciple to lie down.

The warm breath of the person next to him hit his ear, full of soft and moist breath.

An Heyi sighed.

Blame himself too.

If the disciples in the world were trustworthy, probably not so many masters would have been deceived.

He twisted his body and moved again, but still couldn't break free.

Wen Xiuyuan's hands were tied around his waist, and his legs were pressed against him, hugging him firmly like a koala.

Unfortunately, Wen Xiuyuan clearly swore before going to bed yesterday that he slept well, and in the middle of the night, he came over and hugged her but couldn't let go.

God knows that An Heyi felt the pressure of ghosts on the bed in the middle of the night, and after waking up, he stretched out his hand to tear his apprentice away.

I couldn't pull it apart even after using my spiritual power.

It was a good experience for him to see what his apprentice called "good sleeping position".

The person next to him moved his body again, An Heyi felt a chill in front of him, the clothes on his chest were pulled away by his hands, and he groped in through the open clothes.

The one who deceives the master and destroys the ancestors!

An Heyi's chest heaved up and down due to excitement, and the hands that were pressed below struggled to shake off the restraints on his body.

The more you struggle, the stronger the restraint becomes.Feeling the strength on his body increase again, looking down, his chest was also red.

The hot air continued to boil, and it could not be restrained from burning into the brain.

Regardless of whether the apprentice would wake up or not, An Heyi used all his spiritual power to break free from the person covering him, stepped on his shoes and hurriedly put on his coat.

The door opened and closed with a "squeak", and the person on the bed turned over, spread his limbs, opened his eyes and turned his head to look sideways at the door, with a smile on his lips.

An Heyi escaped from the room in a rather embarrassing situation, and stretched out his hand to draw a formation at the door. The pale light spots gathered and spread out in the air, slowly fluttering in the wind, and finally pulled and melted into the vermilion gate of the house.

The whole room lit up for a moment, then went dark again.

An Heyi stood in front of the door, staring at the door quietly, and paused for a while while holding the latch of the wooden door.

The fluorescent light at the door shines from all directions, extending outwards, stretching out slender lines, entwining towards the lock, as thin and dense as a forest spider's web.

The golden crow in the distance is flamboyantly showing its presence, and the insects and birds are urging when to go down the mountain for leisure.

Time to go.

sigh.

Finally the lock was released.

Inside the room, Wen Xiuyuan let go of his spiritual sense and looked at the people outside the door. When An Heyi stretched out his hand, he also stretched out his bony hand, facing the direction of the lock, and looked at the vermilion wooden door through his fingers. He stared at him from nowhere.

After the person outside the door left, he quickly closed his fingers, his eyes darkened, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.Looking at the other person's expression persistently, as if wanting to hold the fleeing person in the palm of his hand.

Putting down his hands, he turned his head and buried himself in the pillow, taking a deep breath.

Just one night, the light fragrance dyed the whole body.

An Heyi Yujian came to the tea garden.

The dewdrops hang on the branches and leaves, and the tea garden after a night seems to have been washed by water.Under the sun, water droplets rose up, but the leaf it had been on did not leave even the slightest trace.

An Heyi walked through the tea plantation path, stepped on the wet ground in the early morning, and the sunlight passed through the branches and leaves, casting tiny spots of light on the ground.

The disciple died after his throat was slit by a sharp knife, and he was left in the tea garden and no one cares about him.

The disciple who got up early in the morning to take care of the tea garden found him, and screamed and called the steward.

An Heyi walked to the place where the corpse was found, it was clean and spotless, even the blood of the corpse was not there.

Already dealt with.

Frowning, a look of embarrassment finally appeared on his face.

It's hard to do now.

"I can't find any clues on the body except for that trace," said a voice behind him.

An Heyi stood up and looked back, it was senior brother Hua Xiangran.

Hearing what Hua Xiangran said, he looked over in confusion.

"Have you discovered that someone has broken into the sect, the location and timing of the murderer's crime, you should be familiar with the sect and what happened in the sect."

Hua Xiangran had a serious expression on his face, "It's just that no one broke in, that's why it's so strange."

An Heyi was taken aback when he heard that, the problem must have come from inside.

The wind blows, rustling the surrounding branches and leaves.

He looked around and replied in a low voice, "Brother, do you think there are traitors inside the door?"

There was no sound from the other side, and he pursed his lips without answering, just staring coldly at the vacant piece of land on the ground.

An Heyi squatted down and stared at the open space, a leaf was blown by the breeze and floated towards this direction.When they approached and were about to fall within the designated range, An Heyi raised his hand to wave away.

A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground and blew the leaves to another place.

The pupils shrunk slightly, and An Heyi stretched out his hand to reach out.

The wind is blowing.

Like a sharp blade, it emerged from the ground out of thin air and cut at the slender white hand with murderous intent.

"Wind Killing Array"

The formation of magic.

At noon, An Heyi, who had finished talking about the Wind Killing Formation with his senior, hurried back to Zangyi Mountain.

Guessing that Wen Xiuyuan must have woken up at this time, he sighed in his heart.

I don't know if the apprentice will feel resentful when he wakes up and sees the locked door.

An Heyi hurriedly pushed the door open, the hasty movement made the door let out a hoarse wail, the sunlight shone obliquely into the door, casting a shadow.

Finally, there was more light in the house.

He stood at the door and glanced, the window was closed tightly, the shoes were placed in the same direction as when he walked in the morning, the bed was a mess, and the clothes of the young man lying on it were scattered, revealing some pale skin, as white as snow, and he could paint with a pen .

The young man closed his eyes tightly, breathed steadily, and slept soundly.

An Heyi stood at the door, silently looking at the apprentice on the bed.

Well... so lazy.

Frowning, he lifted the sword in his hand, went to the bed and knocked on the bed board. With his hands exerting strength, the bed board also trembled.

An ordinary person might have woken up with such a movement, but the person on the bed groaned softly, thinking he was about to wake up, but turned over with a smirk on his face.

"..."

Take a deep breath, "Wake up."

Sensing the murderous intent beside him, Wen Xiuyuan finally opened his eyes and saw An Heyi sitting up, "Master."

An Heyi didn't reply, just looked at him quietly.

The young man smiled, raised his hand and slowly touched the belt, and pulled it lightly.

An Heyi turned around in panic, "What are you doing?"

An innocent voice came from behind, "Untie and re-tie, isn't this messed up?"

An Heyi's eyes were annoyed, and he pursed his lips, "From now on, you must dress neatly in the room."

Wen Xiuyuan looked up lazily. The earlobe of the person in front of him was slightly red, his eyes were slightly bright, but he replied casually, "Understood, Master."

An Heyi turned his back to him and closed his eyes, calming down his out-of-control heartbeat.

At noon, knowing that the apprentice had been lazy all morning, An Heyi packed up the desk and began to supervise the apprentice's study.

The sunlight coming in from the window spread on the table, making people drowsy. Wen Xiuyuan still had to study during such a nap time.Holding the book in his hand, he read it carefully. The study of exercises has always been boring, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of impatience.

Seeing that the apprentice was serious about studying, An Heyi felt relieved.

The two moved slightly, and the room was silent.

The time was spent in the quiet company of the two, Wen Xiuyuan lowered his eyes, feeling that the time was long and the textbooks were boring, which was really wasted.But fortunately, with the company of Master, they can still get by.

The sound of pouring tea was continuous, Wen Xiuyuan touched the old yellowed paper and smiled silently.

After an unknown amount of time, An Heyi's jade plaque lit up, and he stood up, walking towards the door.

The flying sword pierced the sky, Wen Xiuyuan moved his ears and chuckled.

After the master left, Wen Xiuyuan raised the book, yawned and stretched, his legs leaped onto the soft bed.

The time is just right, and the fragrance falls into dreams.

Very sweet.

In the evening, An Heyi, who came back late, saw the apprentice who was sleeping on his stomach again, and the book lying on the ground.

"Wen, Xiu, Yuan."

"Master... respect?"

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Wen Xiuyuan: What should I do if my laziness is discovered?