The master of cultivating immortals protects me

After ten years of practice, he has already reached the stage of the late Nascent Soul, such an achievement is enough to make Xu Xiaofeng proud of the world, but it is not enough for him, it is far from enough for him to be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with his master.

Since what happened that night, although he behaved the same as usual, his heart was already churning like a tsunami. He was disappointed that he had been tricked by a monster, and he was even more disappointed that after leaving the mountain, instead of helping his master, he returned It caused a lot of trouble for the master, which caused the master's vitality to be greatly damaged now.

But in the final analysis, what scares Xu Xiaofeng the most is his unprecedented awareness of how big the gap between him and his master is.

"Xiaofeng, don't forget that you are my apprentice, never underestimate yourself."

A pair of cold, wet hands caressed Xu Xiaofeng's cheeks, and a deep and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, the distance was so close.

Xu Xiaofeng raised his head in shock, and what caught his eyes was the master who had come before him at some point, the man he was looking forward to, admiring, and adoring was standing in front of him less than a fist away, he could even see the master clearly Every long eyelash on the deep eyes, the root of the master's ears turned white and red from the mist.

"you are unique."

When the deep voice slowly read these words, Xu Xiaofeng seemed to be hit by some spell, tightly grasping the hands of the master caressing his cheeks, he felt the dampness between those long and slender fingers With the temperature, his fingers and the master's entanglement are seamless.

Xu Xiaofeng doesn't care what other people in this world think of him.

He is not like the ridicule and contempt towards him from the Xu family ten years ago. Those people can't do him any harm. He only cares about what the person he cares about thinks of him, that is his master.

Xu Xiaofeng could feel that Fenghuang's "unique" was not just to comfort him. Although his master seemed gentle and approachable, in fact he never comforted others. These four words were his master's sincere evaluation of him .

The warm mist and the cold autumn are inextricably intertwined, the blood flowing in the blood vessels is getting faster and faster, the sound of my own breathing in my ears has become the loudest noise, and I have lost my heartbeat for ten years at this moment It hit his breastbone and skin like a drum.

The strength of grasping the master's fingers was getting stronger and stronger, perhaps it was due to the heat from the hot spring water. Xu Xiaofeng could smell the increasingly rich fragrance of the master's body. In the end, there was a ray of intoxicating sweetness in the smell.

They made Xu Xiaofeng think of the red peonies in Luoyang City, the pink and white petals in the Peach Blossom Spring, and the wintersweet flowers blooming in the cold winter...

"Master, if I do something wrong, will you forgive me?" Xu Xiaofeng's Adam's apple slid up and down, and the sound of panting became rougher and rougher.

"It depends on what wrong thing you did. If it's something like betraying Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to forgive you." Feng Huang's rare humorous tone, such a joking tone Xu Xiaofeng used to say After all, when they first met, Xu Xiaofeng often felt that the master had abducted him as an apprentice at that time, and it seemed a bit malicious.

"How dare I." His tone became more relaxed, and once his thoughts crossed a hurdle that had troubled him for a long time, Xu Xiaofeng also relaxed.

He grinned, his eyes exuded a charming and confident brilliance after he became less nervous: "For example, an apprentice has a biased mind."

"Specifically?" Feng Huang tilted his head slightly to the side, although the movement was subtle, but Xu Xiaofeng was so close to the master, such small movements could not escape his sight.

His heart became numb as if an electric current had passed through him, Xu Xiaofeng realized that these subtle expressions could only be shown by the master himself, and the one in front of him at this time was the real master.

He waited for ten years, a whole ten years, if it wasn't for the accident that night, he didn't even know when he would be able to see the real master, not a phantom that would disappear at any time.

One of the hands holding the master's hands was released, and it fell into the water with crisp water sounds. Xu Xiaofeng went around behind the master and hugged the man's back amidst the violent heartbeat.

"Like falling in love with someone you shouldn't love."

The jealousy and disappointment that had accumulated in his heart for several days finally overwhelmed Xu Xiaofeng's cautiousness. With despair and hope, he embraced the powerful man in front of him.

He saw his own reflection in Yin Wancai, his reverence, admiration and enthusiasm for the same man, but Xu Xiaofeng didn't want to become another Yin Wancai, he was the only apprentice of the master, he was obviously by the master's side, if he didn't take this step , even if you are so close to the master, you will never be able to touch this man.

Just like Yin Wancai before, even though he was so close to Feng Huang, the distance that he could touch with his hand was something that could never be crossed in eternity. I became such a pitiful and hateful existence as Yin Wancai.

……

Xu Xiaofeng slept soundly and soundly, without dreams, without sudden awakening in the middle of the night.

Although he has been happy and satisfied almost every day since he practiced with his master, he has never felt as fulfilled and happy as today.

He instinctively hugged him towards his side, his arms didn't touch the warm body he imagined, Xu Xiaofeng immediately opened his eyes, and the memories of last night flooded into his mind like chaotically edited fragments.

He hugged the master, he pressed the master's back and kissed the master, he still remembered that the two thin lips were not as cold and hard as he imagined before, on the contrary, the master's lips were very soft.

It was just a simple kiss, the touch of lips and lips, he indulged in the beauty and satisfaction of getting what he wanted, as if a fish off the shore finally sank into the warm blue sea, and everything around him was driven away. It becomes extremely unreal outside of a translucent water film.

When they separated from each other, he glimpsed a fleeting surprise from the master's deep eyes that would not be shocked even if the world fell, only surprise, not disgust.

His master was not angry because of his surpassing kiss, he was pleasantly surprised that his master's eyes were more beautiful than the bright night sky after being dyed with emotions, which reminded Xu Xiaofeng of the universe he saw when his family took him to the astronomical museum when he was a bachelor starry sky.

The master is his starry sky, his universe, and all the meanings of its existence in this different world.

"I didn't know you still had the habit of staying in bed."

The magnetic voice like a breeze made Xu Xiaofeng sit up from the bed immediately, even if he was as cheeky as him, his ears would turn red, the master got up one step ahead of him.

The man who had been lingering in his mind before sat on a mat with his back facing him. He was no longer wearing the crescent white broad robe from last night. Looking from behind, he could probably see that Fenghuang was wearing a crescent white embroidered robe. Dressed in a satin gown with a brocade border and a stand-up collar of the same color, her black hair looks like a waterfall flowing from the sky, falling from her shoulders to the ground, winding like seaweed.

"master……"

Xu Xiaofeng secretly swallowed his saliva, his head is fully awake, but recalling what happened last night still feels like a dream too good to be true.

In fact, nothing happened between him and the master last night, the most intimate contact was only a simple lip touch in the hot spring pool, but the master did not push him away, but showed him a soft smile.

They changed into nightgowns folded on the rocks on the shore, the master took his hand and went back to the second floor of Misty Residence, they lay together on the spacious bed, Xu Xiaofeng put his arms around the master's shoulders, the latter did not refuse .

Shoulder to shoulder, forehead lowered, they fell asleep between each other's warm breaths.

Xu Xiaofeng's head was in a state of confusion at the time, he didn't remember how he dared to make so many overstepping movements at that time, but he clearly remembered that it was the master who took his hand and led him to the couch.

Although they didn't do anything, Xu Xiaofeng was not so stupid that he didn't understand what it meant.

Surprised and happy at the same time, his teeth itch with anger, his master's feelings for him have already gone beyond a simple master-student relationship, right?Looking back on the past ten years, the master has tolerated him, forgiven him, and guided him...

Those tiny expressions that occasionally flashed away have already pointed out the master's feelings for him, Xu Xiaofeng, Xu Xiaofeng, why are you so dull and stupid?

But if he hadn't taken the initiative to take that step last night, wouldn't the master never have made it clear?

Xu Xiaofeng was extremely grateful for her recklessness and boldness last night.

"master."

Throwing off the quilt and getting down from the couch, Xu Xiaofeng walked behind the man whose back was facing him and was writing a letter with his head bowed. He bent his knees and knelt on the ground. He slowly stretched out his hands to support Fenghuang's shoulders. There was an obvious moment of stagnation in the shoulders.

Fenghuang stopped writing, and the brush with thick ink that was still wet swayed a faint fragrance of ink between his fingers.

"I want to kiss you."

Leaning forward, one hand slipped from his shoulder and gently hugged the master's waist. Xu Xiaofeng slightly closed his eyes and kissed the long hair on the back of the master's head. Only he can smell the dewy petals, only he can kiss the master's black hair.

In response, Fenghuang put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, and pressed the back of Xu Xiaofeng's hand resting on his waist.

"Help me comb my hair."｜