The apprentice just wants to die

"Wuyou, are your things ready?" Feng Xun knocked on the door and asked.

"Okay, master, let's go..." Mo Wuyou froze as soon as he opened the door.

Is Feng Xun out of his mind again?What are you wearing?

"Master, this dress of yours...does it look familiar?" Does it seem to be the same style as yours?

Feng Xun was also a little unaccustomed to it, and always felt the coolness on his neck.But looking at Mo Wuyou's body, he was instantly happy again.

Without looking for a reason, he said directly, "Because I wanted the same one as Wuyou, and it happened to be going down the mountain, so I changed it."

"...It's pretty good." Mo Wuyou didn't know what to say, so he could only boast dryly.

But although the praise is not very distracting, it is really good-looking to look good.

It is different from the previous rigid robes, even the skirts are tied high.This dress, which was the same as Mo Wuyou's except for the color, was much more casual.The collar only reaches the shoulder and neck, and the sunken collarbone is faintly visible.Feng Xun's dusty demeanor abruptly added a touch of coquettishness.

The color is no longer pure moon white, but there are many silver thread embroidered patterns on it, which looks quite elegant.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is, how did Feng Xun make this dress in just one day?

Mo Wuyou wouldn't believe it if it wasn't premeditated.

In fact, it is true to say that it was premeditated, but it was not Feng Xun, but Nangong Duan.

A certain caring master made several pieces of Mo Wuyou's same style of clothes in advance after the competition was over, ensuring that no matter how Mo Wuyou changed clothes, Feng Xun would have matching ones.

For this, Feng Xun expressed his gratitude.

Smiling slightly, he rubbed Mo Wuyou's head, "Why are you still in a daze, we should go."

"Oh." Mo Wuyou didn't care about Feng Xun's obvious carelessness.

Along the way, Feng Xun repeated the training rules to Mo Wuyou.

"Experience is to sharpen the disciple's mind and improve the disciple's state of mind, so it is not allowed to use spells unless it is absolutely necessary. You must remember this point, Wuyou."

Feng Xunyu urged earnestly, fearing that his little apprentice would not be able to control himself.

Mo Wuyou nodded mechanically, Feng Xun had reminded him countless times.

"I see. You can't use spells or magic tools unless you have to. You have to rely on yourself for everything, right, Master?"

"Well, just remember it worry-free." Feng Xun looked in front of him, there was a huge stone with the words Wen'an City written on it, "We're here."

"Come and see, delicious cut cakes, two copper coins a piece, come and buy."

"Beautiful jewelry, mirror, comb, come and see."

There were a lot of yelling and a lot of people, and the comings and goings did not decrease.

This city is just as Nangong Duan said, very lively.

Mo Wuyou was in high spirits, left Feng Xun behind and went to the stall selling cut cakes.

"Miss Boss, here is a sliced ​​cake."

Seeing that he was a handsome young man, the proprietress smiled and said, "What a handsome young man, come here, Madam will give you half a dollar more."

Mo Wuyou smiled obediently, and said in a sweet voice, "Then thank you, aunt, she is kind-hearted."

Anyone who hears this will be happy, let alone a good-looking boy who said this.

The aunt was overjoyed, the more she looked at Mo Wuyou, the more satisfied she became, and she couldn't help thinking of being a matchmaker.

"Has the young man married a wife? If not, the daughter of the aunt's family is not yet married. The young man can come to the aunt's house for a cup of tea."

"Ma'am, he's already married!"

Feng Xun was still looking at Mo Wuyou with a smile on the sidelines, but when he heard this, he became anxious and hurried over to grab Mo Wuyou's hand.

"That's it, that's really a pity. I think the young man likes it more and more. I wanted to make a couple with my daughter." The aunt shook her head regretfully, and handed the wrapped cake to Mo Wu. worry about hands.

Mo Wuyou thanked him and left the booth, holding the cut cake in his hand while eating, looking at Feng Xun and smiling.

"Master, who is my wife? Why have I never seen her before?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Feng Xun was a little embarrassed, he just said that in a hurry, but he didn't realize that there are other better ways to say it.

"Don't worry about me...huh?"

Feng Xun pinched the half cake that Mo Wuyou had stuffed over him, he was stunned for a moment, took a bite, and then smiled.

Squeezing Mo Wuyou's face, looking into his eyes, said in a warm voice, "It's so sweet."

I don't know which one is sweet.

Mo Wuyou didn't expect Feng Xun to be so flirtatious, and he was stunned for a moment.

Concealedly took a big bite of the cake, "It's quite sweet..."

The smile in Feng Xun's eyes became even bigger, he bent down and took a bite of the cut cake in Mo Wuyou's hand, and replied, "The one in Wuyou's hand is sweeter."

"..."

Mo Wuyou roared in his heart, what is going on with this man? !Did she practice secretly behind his back, otherwise why would she become so...so...so seductive in one day! !

Seeing that the tips of the little apprentice's ears were red, Feng Xun laughed softly, "What's wrong with Wuyou, why didn't you talk?"

"...Master, let's find a tavern to stay." Mo Wuyou rewrapped the cake in his hand, and quickly changed the subject.

Feng Xun stared at Mo Wuyou, nodded after a while, and said softly, "Okay."

Don't worry, take your time, Wuyou will always accept herself.

The two found a tavern that looked quite big, and wanted to book two rooms.

"I'm sorry, there's only one room left." The young man in charge of recording explained with a smile, "It's the Lantern Festival these days, and many people from other places have rushed here. The tavern's vacant room has long been gone. , this room is temporarily not needed by a guest."

Mo Wuyou choked, for some reason, he just didn't want to get too close to Feng Xun.

"Then let's go look elsewhere."

Before Feng Xun could speak, the young man said, "It's gone, and the rooms in other taverns have long been gone. This should be the last vacant room in the city. If the two guests don't want it, there will be more in the back." Many people want it."

"Then this is it." Feng Xun smiled slightly and paid the deposit.

"Okay." The young man collected the money, wrote down the names of the two and handed over a key, "Take this key away, don't lose it."

Feng Xun responded, seeing that Mo Wuyou beside him didn't speak, so he gently took the other's hand, "Let's go."

Mo Wuyou glanced at Feng Xun and thought to himself, isn't it just a room? If it wasn't for the strange behavior of this person just now, he wouldn't be so twisted.

After some construction in his heart, Mo Wuyou calmed down again.Isn't it just a room, and it's not that they haven't slept together, making them look like a big girl.

But when he got to the room and saw the size of the bed, Mo Wuyou burst into tears.

This bed is not even two-thirds the size of the bed in Feng Xun's room, how can it sleep two people?

Feng Xun didn't pay attention to these.After tidying up the room carefully and arranging some commonly used things, I noticed other things.

When he saw the size of the bed, he was taken aback.This is really a room for one person.

Mo Wuyou rolled his eyes, opened the door and went downstairs in a 'thump, thump', and came back with a pillow and a quilt after a while.

Throwing the quilt and pillow onto the chair, "Master, you can sleep on the bed, and I can sleep on the chair."

Feng Xun looked at the quilt and pillow, and suddenly smiled, "What is Wuyou doing, can Master still let you sleep on the chair?"

Moved the things to the bed and laid them out neatly. "Small is a little small, but it's not that I can't sleep."

Mo Wuyou still wanted to struggle, but Feng Xun said again, "Didn't Wuyou always sleep with Master when I was young, why don't you want to now that you're grown up?"

"...No, I'm just afraid that Master will not sleep well." Yes, I just don't want to!Who knows what weird things you will do!

No matter how Mo Wuyou complained in his heart, this matter was settled, and there was no room for reversal.

Because they couldn't use spells, the two walked all the way, and it was already evening.

I heard from the young man that there is a Lantern Festival at night.

"Worriless, let's go take a look at night."

Mo Wuyou nodded, since he had nothing to do anyway, it would be more comfortable if there were more people, he didn't want to stay in the same room with Feng Xun so early.

The two strolled casually on the street for a while, and it was getting dark.

"Mom, fireworks! So beautiful!"

The little girl's voice caught Mo Wuyou's attention, and Mo Wuyou looked up at the sky.I saw gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky one after another, which was really beautiful.

"It's so beautiful..." Mo Wuyou murmured, when was the last time you watched fireworks?

It seems to be when I was very young, so small that my parents were still there.

Before the depressed mood could spread, Wei Liang's hand was held, and a gentle voice rang in his ears, "Yes, it's so beautiful."

The gorgeous light reflected on Feng Xunruyu's face, revealing the starry sky in those eyes, it was unbelievably beautiful.

Mo Wuyou stared into those eyes, his heart moved slightly, and suddenly he leaned over and whispered something in Feng Xun's ear.

"Ah? Worry-free, what did you say?"

Mo Wuyou's voice was too soft, and the surrounding was very noisy, Feng Xun couldn't hear it very clearly.

I only faintly heard something like 'all the world', 'like' and so on.

Mo Wuyou shook his head and refused to say any more, "It's nothing, let's watch the fireworks."

Seeing this, Feng Xun didn't ask any more questions, but the hand holding Mo Wuyou tightened a bit.

The fireworks went off for nearly a quarter of an hour, Feng Xun also held Mo Wuyou for a quarter of an hour, and Mo Wuyou broke free until the end.

The Lantern Festival has officially begun.

The stalls on both sides of the street have turned into lantern stalls, and all kinds of lanterns are dazzling.

The lantern in the shape of a milky bunny has two small balls glued to its eyes with red paper, which is very cute; the lantern in the shape of a brown kitten has its whiskers cut into thin strands with black paper, and then Patiently stick it on; the pink lotus-shaped lantern, each petal is cut smoothly, layered and fixed together...

No matter what kind of lanterns they are, they are all exquisitely made, which makes people want to look at them.

Feng Xun looked at a lantern in the shape of a villain with great interest. The villain in that lamp was wearing red clothes and had long black hair. At first glance, he looked somewhat similar to Mo Wuyou.

Mo Wuyou also saw it, and immediately had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Feng Xun's voice sounded in the next second, "Boss, how do you sell this lantern?"

"25 coppers."

Feng Xun took the lantern and walked towards Mo Wuyou.Holding the lantern in front of Mo Wuyou, he said with a smile, "Wuyou, does it look like you?"

"...I'm not so fat." Mo Wuyou would never admit that this silly looking thing resembled him.

"But they are all cute, especially Wuyou." Feng Xun smiled and rubbed Mo Wuyou's head with his other free hand, and then pulled him up very naturally.

"..."

Mo Wuyou was choked up by the sudden love words, and once again wondered what happened to Feng Xun in a day, how did he become so eloquent?

The author has something to say: Master: Worry-free is so sweet.

Mo Xiaoyou: How did this person learn the rustic love talk? It's so disgusting.