Shizun's persona completely collapsed

Ruan Xinglan refused.

Usually when he is not sick, the master is not so easy to talk to himself.If you want to ask a master to eat, you will be severely whipped by the master.

In fact, he didn't hate Master's slapping him.I even felt a bit ashamed, hot, with swollen marks running across my fair skin, Master's hand was very cold and soft, and it was very comfortable to touch.

Now that I am sick, I should be the little ancestor held in the hands of the master. If I have any request or idea, I will not mention it now, and I will wait to mention it later.

No matter, he wants it now anyway! ! !

"Master doesn't like me anymore," the daring Ruan frowned, puffing out his red cheeks, "I just made such a small request, and Master didn't satisfy me, Master must not like it." me."

Mu Qianqiu clenched her fingers and said in a low voice: "Is that a small request? Do you want others to break your mind?"

"Anyway, I don't care, I want it, I want it, I want it!" He pounced on Mu Qianqiu and sat in Mu Qianqiu's arms, thinking how to act like a spoiled child so as not to be annoying.

Do you want to sit in the arms of the master and beat his chest to make trouble with him?

While thinking about it secretly, Mu Qianqiu said: "Okay, that's fine. You drink the millet porridge yourself. I will come as soon as I go."

Ruan Xinglan was stunned for a moment, thinking, why did he go out.

Can't you just untie the belt and expose it?

Could it be that Master likes to be clean, so go out and wash first for nothing?

It's very possible!

"Okay, Master, this disciple is waiting for you! Master, go and come back quickly!" Ruan Xinglan let Mu Qianqiu go, and ate the millet porridge happily.

Mu Qianqiu nodded, turned around and left.

He waited and waited, waited and waited, waiting on the bed in various postures.

Lying on the side for a while, lying on the stomach for a while, waiting left and right can't wait.

Thinking secretly in his heart, could it be that the master repented before the battle?Just as he was about to go out to look for it, the door was pushed open.

"Master?"

"Ah."

Mu Qianqiu closed the door, and walked over slowly with a ceramic jar in his hand.

Then he put the ceramic jar into Ruan Xinglan's arms, and said flatly, "It's what you want."

"!!!"

Ruan Xinglan turned pale with shock, what did he want, what did he want?Could it be that Master did not want to double cultivate with him, unexpectedly, unexpectedly! ! !

With a soft hand, the ceramic jar fell from his arms.

Mu Qianqiu held the ceramic jar with quick hands and quick eyes, and said with closed eyes: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Want him to watch?Just thinking about it makes him want to cry!

Ruan Xinglan asked tentatively, "Is there...a big mushroom inside?"

"Yes."

"Meat?"

"Ah."

"Meat?"

"Ah."

"One? The big one?"

Mu Qianqiu nodded: "Well, it's what you want. As you wish, go to sleep after drinking." After speaking, she coughed with a pale face, and there were still wet blood on her fingers.If you look closely, there are even clothes.

With a whimper, Ruan Xinglan burst into tears, rushed over and hugged Mu Qianqiu's waist, and yelled, "Master! This disciple is wrong, and this disciple really knows it's wrong! Master, don't, don't do this, Master! Please, don’t do this! Put this thing back, okay? It should still be usable, the disciple is not greedy anymore, stop talking, woo woo woo, master!”

Mu Qianqiu frowned, not knowing where the disciple was thinking, pursed his thin lips and said: "This is what you want, you take it well. Don't take it away."

"No, I... I don't want it anymore, I don't want it!" The young man was terrified. He raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Mu Qianqiu. Seeing that the master's face was extremely pale, it must have been caused by excessive blood loss.There was blood on the white shirt.

It must be very painful, right?He said he wanted to eat Shizun, mushrooms, and meat, but he didn't say, let Shizun cut the meat and stew it himself!

"Master, does it hurt? Is there a lot of blood? Is it a single cut... a single cut? Or just a little cut? Let me see, let me see quickly!"

Mu Qianqiu pressed the paw that was pulling his belt with one hand, shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt, don't worry, it's not night yet."

"Why am I not in a hurry, Master! Self-mutilation is absolutely unacceptable!" Ruan Xinglan was so anxious that tears filled her eyes. If she had known that Master was so honest, she shouldn't have said that.

Mu Qianqiu said: "No."

"Nothing? I said why I went out for so long. It turned out that I went to make meat soup. Master, I don't need you to sacrifice for me like this! I don't need it!" Tears fell down in anxiety, Ruan Xinglan put I buried my face in his arms and cried, "Master, I really know I was wrong, Master, don't do this, I'm afraid, Master!"

"No……"

"Aren't you saying no? You've been like this!" Ruan Xinglan jumped up and down anxiously, and asked tentatively, "Can you put the stewed meat back?"

Mu Qianqiu frowned: "I'm afraid not..."

"no?"

"No." Mu Qianqiu frowned, "You're thinking wrong."

Opening the lid, a strong fragrance wafted out. Ruan Xinglan was stunned for a moment, shamefully feeling that the stewed meat smelled so good. When he probed it, there were mushrooms floating in the soup.

Mushrooms... what the hell are mushrooms.

Mu Qianqiu said: "Mushrooms, and pork, the soup stewed together. You want it yourself, and you are not allowed to sleep until you finish drinking it."

"Well, what a poor big mushroom. Mushrooms are so cute. Why... how can you eat mushrooms?" In order to save her image, Ruan Xinglan cried, "Poor big mushroom, Master is too cruel. Mushrooms must be very painful, they are all stewed, can they be put back?"

Mu Qianqiu thought that the apprentice was not smart in the first place, and his fever probably confused his mind, so he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, and the tentacles were hot.Knowing this in his heart, he sat on the bed and sighed slightly: "Don't make a fuss, drink the mushroom soup and get a good night's sleep. Be obedient, Xinglan, don't let Master worry."

Touching the hot little face of the apprentice, he sighed again: "Master likes a healthy Xinglan. Get well soon. Whatever you want, Master will follow you."

"Well, good, I listen to Master's words the most."

He sat back on the bed obediently, opened his mouth wide and waited for the master to feed him.

Mu Qianqiu glanced at him, sighed helplessly, scooped up the soup and water, blew it cold, and then sent it to the apprentice's mouth.

Ruan Xinglan played tricks, every time the spoon was put into his mouth, he would bite the spoon like a prank to prevent Master from dragging it back.The spoon was very long, deep into the throat, and the cheeks on one side bulged.

Once or twice, some soup was stained on the face.

"Look at you, how old you are, you are still like a child."

Raising his hand to wipe off the soup, Mu Qianqiu raised his eyes and said, "Do you still drink it? If you don't drink it, go to sleep."

"Master, is this mushroom soup made by Master himself?"

"Ah."

"Master also picked the mushrooms himself?"

Mu Qianqiu shook his head: "There are in the kitchen."

"Hey, Master, you have learned how to cook before, right?"

"Never learned."

"Wow, Master cooks so well for the first time! Master is so amazing!"

"You are also great."

Ruan Xinglan smiled and said, "I'm very good in every aspect, which aspect would Master want to praise my disciple?"

"mouth."

mouth?

Scratched his head.

Where is the mouth?Could it be that the master is connoting that his mouth is too beeping?

Mu Qianqiu said: "Speaking eloquently, with a glib tongue."

"...a prize."

Ruan Xinglan thought to himself, I'm fucking talented, and I must be the biggest flower in the entire cultivation world.How could he mistakenly think that the master took all of his own and gave him soup to drink.

How did such a thoughtless thought come out of his clever little head.

It must be a fever that has confused people, it must be like this!

"Oh, Master! I'm so hot!"

Da Zong Gong never gets sick.

There is a saying that goes well, when a person dies, he will be immortal for tens of thousands of years.

He didn't feel like he had a fever, but a tantrum.Lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, he was steaming hot.

His eyes stared straight at Master's lips.Master's lips are slightly whitish, usually light pink, the shape of the lips is beautiful, a little thin, when he is angry, he likes to purse his lips and bend them into a crescent moon.When speaking, you can see the shell-like teeth wrapped in the thin lips.

Only the lips of the master remained in his eyes.I don't know if it's sweet or not, and what it tastes like.

Ruan Xinglan was so hot that he was so hot that he suddenly had the audacity to stuff himself into Master's mouth. He wanted to see Master hesitating for him. He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even say a word. Master's face, Certainly not as white as it is now.

It must be the kind of very bright, very attractive bright red.When his master and master are cultivating together, there will be a deep flush on his face.

Spreading from the cheek to the depth of the neck, three inches below the collarbone, there is a light crimson beauty mole, every time the master raises the glistening neck, the beauty mole is like a sickle in the hands of black and white impermanence, It can hook the three souls and seven souls of people together.

Master previously connoted him as short.

Ruan Xinglan was a little angry.

He felt that calling him ugly, calling him cheap, and reprimanding him for being promiscuous were all worthy of the name, but he absolutely couldn't admit that he was short.

Children with long arms and skinny muscles can also be called short?

He has seen Master.Although he felt inferior to Mu Qianqiu, he was not far behind.And I'm still young, so I can grow taller if I eat more good food.

Deliberately want to lift up the robe with the master to discuss the length.

He also felt that if such rebellious words were uttered, the master would definitely beat him to death with a single palm.

Ruan Xinglan took advantage of his illness, clutched the master's hand, and boldly used the master's hand as a jade pillow.

While staring straight at the master, while blatantly seducing him.The long legs kicked the quilt away, and the left leg rubbed the right leg. The legs hidden in the white underwear were slender, white, straight and slender.

If it can be wrapped around the waist of the master, it must be a rare sight.

Mu Qianqiu sit|sleeping | bosom undisturbed, with a calm expression, not being bewitched | by his apprentice, he doesn't even watch his apprentice scratching his head and making poses, just reminding him to cover up with the quilt, so as not to catch a cold.

Right now, Ruan Xinglan's whole body is very dry and hot, he has a fever, and flirts, or it can be said that he has a fever, and then starts to flirt again.

"Master is like an ascetic monk, his eyes cannot see the wind and the moon, but I have a way to make Master break the precepts."

Mu Qianqiu: "You don't stop when you're sick?"

"It's a rare toss in life. It stops and stops, and my life stops. Let me see, which little Taoist priest is so obsessed with the rules and regulations, and dare not even look at me." Ruan Xinglan fell on Mu Qianqiu's arms , exhaling hot air into Master's ears.

The author has something to say: Today is also an update. My sister moved recently (it’s been almost a month since I moved, and she just asked me to come over to help with work in different ways), and I can’t keep up with energy. Hey, I will work hard clatter!The weather is getting colder, sooner or later you need to add more clothes, don't catch a cold, okay~