overthrow the chief

——No, let me show you!

Chu Ting's heart trembled like a drum, and as if nothing had happened on his face, he smiled very calmly: "So that's the case, we went to the wrong room."

He was about to take away his apprentices with a wave of his hand, but the young master in Tsing Yi suddenly turned sideways, blocking his way intentionally or unintentionally, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and smiled very chicly: "It is a fate to meet, and the person who comes is just a guest... Why don't we go in and have a glass of water and wine together ?”

The curvature of his lips became more and more evocative, but no matter how he looked in his eyes, there was no purpose: "I am Chu Huailin, I don't know your name?"

I did something bad, I don't want to stay at the scene of the crime anymore, hey... But the dose of the drug is quite enough, I guess it will be tomorrow morning, right?After all kinds of thoughts flashed by, Chu Ting also showed a standard social expression, and bowed his hands: "Coincidentally, we are from the same family. We are in Chu Ting!"

Chu Huailin entered the room, raised his eyebrows and saw the three apprentices, each greeted him, then chuckled and said: "The last time I saw him in the restaurant, Brother Chu was very handsome... As expected, he is from the martial arts world. His chivalry is so enviable."

"What is there to envy?" Chu Ting answered the words habitually and humbly said: "It's just fighting and killing, showing off a moment of bravery, a great hero is for the country and the people, these trivial skills, but It’s just a means of self-preservation.”

These words are too high-key, and too bluffing.Chu Huailin really showed a bit of appreciation: "Brother Chu is so righteous!" He poured a full glass of wine with his backhand and toasted: "A great chivalrous man, for the country and for the people... It should be clear!"

"You're welcome, you're polite, this is what the seniors of our sect said." Song Zhe was not there, no one exposed his lies, Chu Ting drank his drink in one gulp, and asked involuntarily, "Aren't you from the martial arts world?"

It was only at this time that he poked open his cheat, and saw that Chu Huailin was really not from the Jianghu, but the eldest son of the Chu family in Huazhou, and also a son of a high-ranking family. Although he had no official position, he had a high prestige.It's just that martial arts are still popular in the world, and he knows a few martial arts, but they are not advanced, like a family-passed fitness method.

Chu Ting still didn't know much about the Daxuan family, Chu Huailin shook the folding fan in his hand, and smiled again: "I'm not talented. When I was young, I wanted to learn from the sect and become a handsome ranger. It's just a sudden incident at home. , I had to stop those thoughts and learn literature from my grandfather.”

"It is said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. This time I came to Yongzhou to study abroad." He chatted and said that he is not a local: "When Chunwei tomorrow, I will go back to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination competition."

It turned out so, Chu Ting chatted for a few more words, and found that Chu Huailin was a very good conversation partner. Bo Wen didn't remember it, and he was knowledgeable. A sentence is a chatter's favorite object who can talk about everything.

He couldn't help being a little bit interested. He was talking about some interesting things in Huazhou. He heard that Chu Huailin was introducing him to the four major families in the capital of Huazhou.There was another noise outside the door, as if a large number of people rushed in, causing screams.

Chu Ting and Chu Huailin looked at each other in a daze, not knowing what happened.Chu Ting felt even more guilty, thinking that the leaders of the Kunshan Palace were going to eat and drink, they wouldn't come back so soon and find out, right?

Chu Huailin stood up first, took a look by himself, but closed the door again, and said indifferently when he came back, "It's the two rich boys from Yongzhou who came to fight for power and jealousy again. I've lived here for half a month, and I've seen It's been a while."

Chu Ting was relieved, but his heart moved slightly, and he laughed out loud for some reason: "Brother Huailin came to Yongzhou at this time, but not only can he see other people fighting, but he also caught up with the martial arts conference, so he can watch the excitement."

But Chu Huailin said: "To be honest, I have traveled to various places, and I have never stayed in the same place for so long. In fact, I came to Yongzhou for other important things. The martial arts conference these days is also a good time to increase my knowledge, so I stayed until now."

"Oh?" Chu Ting was also surprised by the interest that popped up in his heart, and asked, "I wonder if there is anything I can do to help?"

However, Chu Huailin looked a little tired, and changed his eyes to look deeply, looking back at him as if probing, still smiling and said: "Thank you brother Chu, I already have some clues, but I don't need others to help."

Chu Ting was fine after hearing this.He continued to eat wine and chat with Chu Huailin, the host and guest had a good time this evening, and at the middle of the month he left with his apprentices, but when he returned to the inn, Chu Ting suddenly came to his senses.

Chu Huailin said that he had an appointment, but in the end, the person he invited did not come... He even forgot to ask this question!

He also said that he lived "here" for half a month... Could it be that he lived in a brothel?Strange too!

Chu Ting couldn't figure it out, but he drank too much and his head was dizzy, he just wanted to go back to sleep, thinking about going to study what the hell it was in the morning.Unexpectedly, as soon as he took off his clothes and lay on the bed, he felt that something was wrong all over his body.

My head was very heavy, and my body was also very hot. I just felt irritable and dry, and I wanted to vent.Although I have been single for several years, as a man, I quickly discovered what was going on... What was going on!

Chu Ting suddenly got up, staring at Murong Yan with his eyes shining like searchlights in the darkness. The latter was going to sleep, but was slightly startled by Chu Ting's big movement, and opened his eyes, looking at him. .

"You..." Chu Ting opened his mouth and was speechless: "Uh, cough, oh, um..."

Murong Yan frowned, but reached out his hand to touch his forehead very naturally: "Master, are you drunk and have a headache?"

No, no, he’s not drunk, he’s been a little bit drunk, and he’s already forced out with internal force. Now it’s another weird situation. Why does Murong Yan seem to have nothing to do, and when did he feel so intimate =口= ! ! !

What's more, Murong Yan's hand was also cold when Chu Ting found out that it was a tragedy, touching him made him... very comfortable.

The young man's slender fingers pressed against his forehead, and Chu Ting could feel hot sweat dripping from his forehead, which caused Murong Yan to be a little surprised, but he pressed his entire palm to his forehead, and his upper body also moved closer. , asked in a low voice: "Master?"

Chu Ting was so nervous for a moment that his palms were covered with sweat, but soon, like an evil fire, it sprang up from all parts of his body, rushed straight into the blood, and lingered in the lower abdomen along the circulation.The jacket was thin and vaguely shaped, Chu Ting quickly pulled one side of the thin quilt to cover it, his expression flustered for a moment.

——There is nothing more embarrassing than having this situation happen suddenly in front of your own apprentice!

He thought hard, searched in his memory, and finally settled on the cup of tea he drank when he entered the room.I heard that there are some problems with food and drink in the brothel, but why are the three apprentices all right?After much deliberation, only here is the possibility that only I have been tricked.

"Damn..." Chu Ting gritted his teeth, and his face was even more red.Fortunately, it was night and the lights in the room were already turned off.Even Murong Yan, who was closest to him and was almost close to his body, couldn't see his tangled and twisted face.

But his reaction like this aggravated Murong Yan's concern. His slightly cool palm left Chu Ting's forehead and put it down on his shoulder - just like what Chu Ting did to him before, the slightly placed The weight seemed to give Chu Ting a little sobriety. He gritted his teeth and blurted out the word "you", but he was speechless again.

What should I say?Said that he was thirsty by accident and drank tea, but was... was... got in heat? !

The body is getting hotter, and the part covered under the quilt has gradually become stiff, in urgent need of comfort.It's not that Chu Ting is at a loss for this kind of thing, but that he can't explain to the apprentice in front of him.Why...why is Murong Yan in front of his eyes at this moment?

He is not as easy to fool as the third apprentice, nor is he as obedient as the eldest apprentice.People who are indifferent and silent on weekdays often make people feel a little jealous.Although Chu Ting is the master, he still has some vague thoughts about this apprentice in his heart.

Unknowingly, Chu Ting subconsciously touched one hand into the quilt, and the organs separated by a thin layer of clothing were scorching hot.The young man on the opposite side frowned, wanting to see what happened to him, when Murong Yan raised his other hand, Chu Ting seemed to be startled suddenly, and he slammed back, avoiding it by chance. his hand.

Murong Yan's hand froze in mid-air, the two were speechless, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.Chu Ting felt that his face was hot, and he didn't even dare to look at him. He hurriedly threw the quilt over his body, and jumped out of bed: "I...I'm going to the latrine!"

"Master!" Murong Yan called him to stop the next moment, Chu Ting stopped at the door, his eyes were red, looking back like a wolf.Murong Yan also got out of bed, but walked over with his shoes and bent down in front of him.

Chu Ting looked down, only to find that he was barefoot, and he was also hot all over, so he couldn't feel that his feet were cold.Murong Yan helped him put on the shoes with his own hands, raised his head and stood up, but suddenly his body froze, his eyes flickered, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Chu Ting didn't care about anything else at all, he just wanted to rush out to get some cold water to dissolve him, and he wanted to open the door to go out, Murong Yan squinted his eyes, and said abruptly: "Master is tired from going out today, why don't you get some hot water to soak your feet? "

Da da da... What kind of hot water!Bubbles... What kind of feet are you soaking in!Chu Ting jumped up anxiously, Murong Yan turned sideways, grabbed the quilt on him, lifted it away with a little force, and threw it back on the bed.

The warm quilt was gone, Chu Ting shivered, and his sanity recovered a bit: "Why... what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Murong Yan, who was slightly taller than him, felt a little oppressive in the darkness, and the boy's tone was as cold as ever, making Chu Ting unable to distinguish other emotions.He was standing at the door in only his middle coat, but he had calmed down a little at this moment, and secretly spurned himself.

Is there anything more embarrassing than pouring down a cup of tea?

But... But the lower body is still alive!Chu Ting wanted to cry but had no tears, an evil fire in his heart was still burning, he felt that it was not so easy to be suppressed no matter what, but Murong Yan was stuck here for some reason, and said lightly for a while: "Since the master has no objection, then the disciple will go and order Xiao Er to boil some hot water."

Chu Ting followed him blankly and repeated: "Hot water?"

Murong Yan's eyes were deep, he didn't speak again, just pushed open the door and went out.Chu Ting stood there stupidly until the loose underwear was pushed up, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

He slapped himself on the forehead, slammed back into the bed, and decisively... DIY!

1, 2, 3, 4...

2, 2, 3, 4...

3, 2, 3, 4...

4, 2, 3, 4...

In the end, Chu Ting himself... was so tired and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Yan, who was only wearing unlined clothing, jumped off the roof, turned back to the room, quietly returned to the room, and lay down next to Chu Ting.

The young man on the bed was already sound asleep, the ambiguity and affection gradually dissipated in the corners of his eyes and brows, Murong hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand, gently stroking his brows with his fingertips.

"Master..."

The author has something to say: I am exhausted in this chapter, so I will not release the character card, and continue tomorrow...cough