Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

early morning

A ray of morning light shines through the window into the Fangzheng room. In the small hut, two sleepy teenagers are cuddling each other and sleeping together. The older boy almost presses most of his body on the skinny boy's. On the body, the slender legs hooked the waist of the boy below him, which was a lingering and ambiguous picture.

"Hmm..." Eyelids trembled twice, sleeping really uncomfortable, shaking his head and opening his eyes, Song Qingshu, who was about to stretch for a moment, turned pale and froze on the spot.

Blink, and blink, and see what he sees!Zhang Wuji's pale face was close at hand, his arms were around his shoulders, his legs were wrapped around his waist, and there was a suspicious saliva mark on Zhang Wuji's shoulders, God~ he didn't want to live.

He got up hurriedly, not caring whether the excessive movement would wake up the sleeping person, put on some clothes and rushed out of the hut like the wind.

"Hmm~" The little boy on the bed turned over and sighed, finally the pressure on his body disappeared, and he went to sleep again.

Back mountain

"Damn it, damn it, why did I put it on him? I'm too careless." Squatting on the rock with her head in her hands, her face flushed with disdain in her heart, "Why don't you say you're not used to it, say you hate it Stranger, it's me who is so sleepy and sleepy, really..." Shaking his head, he refused to admit that the person in the room just now was himself.

"Senior Brother Song, Grand Master is calling you." From a distance, the voice of Junior Brother calling came, and he raised his head in doubt, Grand Master called him?Is there something wrong?

Speaking of it, it has been a while since I became Song Qingshu, but the number of times I saw Zhang Sanfeng is very few. One is that the old man is too busy, and the other is that I deliberately avoided it.

No matter how you say, he is not the genuine Song Qingshu. Before he is completely used to everything about Song Qingshu, he really doesn't have the guts to challenge Zhang Zhenren's eyes.

"Understood, I'll go right away." Whether you like it or not, who dare not obey the call of the 'old ancestor'?Let's go and have a look.

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"Grand Master." Lowering his head, he stood obediently in front of a few people, and just took a look at the door from a distance. At this time, there were not only Grand Master, but also several other active martial uncles.

There was a drum in his heart, he didn't remember what disaster he had caused, could it be the one from before?I have only been here for less than ten days in 'Konglin', this possibility is very high!

"Blue Book."

"exist."

"I heard... Wuji slept with you yesterday?" There was a soft smile in the old man's voice, as if he was very happy that the juniors were so close.

'Hoo~' He breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was asking this question, but Song Qingshu's expression did not improve much after he let go of his nervous mood, "Go back to Grand Master, yes."

Thinking of that scene in the morning... Regret... He swears, he will never let his heart down again!

"Well, that's good. On the mountain, you and Wuji are the closest in age. I thought you two had different personalities and Grand Master didn't force it. Now that you can get along so well, Grand Master is relieved." Listened in the morning When he heard the news, he still didn't quite believe it. He had watched Qingshu grow up, so he understood the child's temperament. Unexpectedly, Qingshu looked cold on the outside, but he was a warm-hearted child. Sure enough, As Wudang disciples, they are naturally affectionate people.

"Grand Master?" He couldn't help but look up, why did he hear something in the old man's words?

"Hehe...Qing Shu has also become stupid. Your great master is asking you to care about Wuji more in the future. It is best to be close to Wuji like yesterday." With a smile, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Sanfeng's fourth disciple Bian As he spoke, he patted Song Qingshu's shoulder.

"What??" exclaimed, same as yesterday?Could it be that he was allowed to sleep with Zhang Wuji every day?Mother, kill him!

"Qing Shu!" With a heavy snort, Song Yuanqiao frowned, why did Qing Shu make such a fuss today.

"I'm sorry father, Qingshu was rude." He immediately lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth. Song Qingshu played back to be a good baby.

The room suddenly fell silent. Apparently, Song Qingshu's astonished appearance aroused the curiosity of several teachers and uncles just now, so after a short pause, Zhang Songxi, who has always been resourceful and eloquent, spoke in a warm voice under the reminder of his master.

"Does Qing Shu have something on his mind? Or is there any difficulty? How about telling the masters and uncles?"

"No... I have nothing on my mind." He shook his head quickly, even if he was killed, he wouldn't say it!

"Qing Shu!" He pursed his lips and frowned, his son obviously had something on his mind, why didn't he say anything?Could it be that the teachers and uncles will harm him?

"Father, my son really..."

"I know why senior brother is in trouble." A clear voice sounded from the door, and he smiled and glanced at the young man who hastily bowed his head. Zhang Wuji stepped forward and respectfully greeted several senior uncles and grand masters.

"Oh? Wuji knows? Then tell me." Smiling and stroking his beard, Zhang Sanfeng raised his brows and narrowed his eyes. will exclaim.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that when I woke up this morning, Wuji's body was crushed flat, and there was just a puddle of saliva on his shoulder." He blinked playfully, remembering that when he woke up in the morning, he was I laughed for a long while.

Mo... Silence descended again, followed by shocking laughter. Seeing Qing Shu whose face was blushing because of Wuji's words, everyone rolled their eyes with laughter.

It's because they were negligent when they were uncles, they didn't realize that Qing Shu also had such a cute side, looking at the young man in front of him who was at a loss and wanted to leave but couldn't stay, the haughty figure that made people feel uncomfortable in the past, It seems to have faded a lot at once.

"Great Master, Qingshu still has something to do, so I'm leaving now!" Unable to bear the mocking gazes of the crowd, Song Qingshu jumped out of the house and fled in a hurry before the elders laughed again. and go.

"Qingshu be careful, my Wudang Tiyunzong is not a magic weapon to escape, don't accidentally step on the wrong foot." He raised his voice and shouted, Yu Lianzhou, the second disciple of Zhang Sanfeng who has always been famous for being taciturn, unexpectedly There was also a joke, and then there was another burst of laughter.

"Damn, damn, damn..."

In a corner of Wudang Mountain, a tall and tall figure was destroying innocent flowers and plants with a bad temper. Needless to say, this person was the "poor" young man who fled here, and Song Qingshu was also.

After losing his temper for a while, he finally calmed down a little. He lay on his back in the grass and looked up at the sky. He couldn't figure out when Zhang Wuji became so close to him. A real sense of intimacy.

"It doesn't make sense. I offended him before I fell asleep. Why did everything change when I woke up?" Blinking his eyes, he really became more and more confused as he thought about it. Could it be that something happened after he fell asleep?Thinking of the dream last night, his face turned pale and he was almost covered in cold sweat.

He sat up from the ground with a sound of 'Teng', no, he had to ask Zhang Wuji to clarify, but then he thought, "If you can't ask, you can't ask, since Zhang Wuji didn't say anything at Grand Master's place just now, then everything is just speculation. "Pat your chest with a racing heart, Song Qingshu, you have to calm down, don't scare yourself.

"Senior brother, so you are here, so I can easily find you."

Scared, turned his head and stared at the head that popped up suddenly, why does this kid always look like a ghost? "Junior Brother Zhang, do you have something to do with me?" Squinting his eyes, his obvious indifference should make this person quit in spite of the difficulties, right?

But things were completely beyond Song Qingshu's expectations. Not only did Zhang Wuji not mind his indifference, he walked up to him with a smile, bent down and said excitedly, "Guess what good news I brought."

"Good news?" His intuition told him that the good news in Zhang Wuji's view is definitely not good news for him, "I don't want to hear it." He waved his hands and stood up, he wanted to leave here immediately, and whenever Zhang Wuji appeared in the future The place is Song Qingshu's restricted area!

"Senior brother really doesn't want to hear it? But I want to say, what should I do?" He quickly grabbed the person who wanted to turn around and leave. Fortunately, he saw the real side of senior brother last night, otherwise he would have turned around because of inferiority complex. And went.

Bowing his head, Song Qingshu began to grind his teeth again. Since getting along with Zhang Wuji, he found that he has become more proficient in this movement, "Say it or not, let it go!"

"Senior brother..." He clenched his palms tightly and refused to let go. He raised his head and looked at the young man who turned his head uncomfortably. Brother is there, senior brother, are you happy?"

Body froze, happy?He can't wait to kill someone!

"Senior brother? Senior brother??" He raised the arm of the person in front of him with his fingers, and the expressionless expression on his face was so scary.

"Junior Brother Zhang, are you going to cling to me like this for a whole day?" His voice was hoarse due to anger, he lowered his stiff neck a little bit, and cast his dark eyes directly on the pretending innocent boy.

"No, no, how could I." With a dry smile, he quickly let go of his clenched hands, and shivered secretly, the senior brother still had a good-looking smile, although it was also very charming, but it was too permeable.

"I still have something to do, so I won't be with Junior Brother Zhang anymore. You should hurry up and go, excuse me!" Then he strode away, secretly gritted his little white teeth, he was provoking someone, God, why do you have to make it difficult for people to travel through...

"Senior brother..." Looking eagerly at the figure going further and further away, senior brother is so hurtful, as if he is hiding from the plague, and it is too late to avoid it...

Raising his head suddenly, the frustrated young man seemed to suddenly think of something, and his expression couldn't help becoming excited while his eyebrows were beaming slightly.

"Brother, please don't worry, Wuji will tidy up the house before you go back to the room." He waved his hand energetically, what a weird senior brother, he obviously wanted to sleep with him but he didn't want to say it clearly, 'busy busy business' eh?How can people who don't know him understand the truth of this, hehe... What an awkward senior brother who makes people only think he is cute.

With a slip of his feet, the young man who hadn't walked far tilted his body and fell limply in the grass with a 'plop'. Mother, how did he get into this package that couldn't be shaken off?Who will tell him where the problem is, and he can't fix it...