The cat master of this seat

"what?"

Before Yun Chi could react, Xiao Tuanzi rolled over and climbed onto him. The silhouette in the darkness couldn't see his expression clearly, and Yun Chi's lips suddenly became hot.

Song Shiyue rubbed his lips roughly.

"What are you doing?" Yun Chi's lips ached slightly from being rubbed, and Yun Chi felt awkward, so he twisted his body and hugged him down forcefully.

The candles in the room were lit, and Yun Chi sat up, looking at the pouting little apprentice strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Apart from hugging you, did he touch you anywhere else?"

"?"

Xiaotuanzi's eyes fell on his lips, as if they were real.

"?" Yun Chi was dumbfounded for a moment, and after realizing it, he was very helpless, especially with his current childish appearance, it was really not suitable for discussing such things.

Seeing his strange appearance, Song Shiyue's heart turned cold, and he almost gritted his teeth: "Master!"

"What are you thinking?" Yun Chi tapped his head lightly, "I said it, I just hugged him, nothing else."

"Really?" Song Shiyue stared at him intently.

"Really, really." Yun Chi laughed, and pulled his apprentice into his arms, wrapped him in the bed, and the candle was extinguished again.

After arguing for a long time, it turned out to be because of this.

Afraid that others will distract him?

Really childish.

In the darkness, Yun Chi comforted him: "Don't worry, Master won't look for a fairy companion, and won't neglect you because of others."

Song Shiyue grabbed Master's collar and couldn't help wanting more: "Then Master will only have me in the future?"

"Of course." Yun Chi said without hesitation, "I will only have you as my apprentice in this life."

One is enough, and he can't handle more.

"Okay." Song Shiyue assumed that he had agreed.

The corners of the lips were slightly raised, and the arc was so curved that it could not be suppressed.

He wanted to be his only one, not just his only apprentice.

Yun Chi fumbled and rubbed Xiao Tuanzi's face, feeling satisfied.

Think of what the disciple said just now.

"You just ran out to find me because...you miss me?"

"Hmm." Song Shiyue buried his head in his neck, pretending to be asleep.

The corners of Yun Chi's mouth curled up, and he continued to tease him: "Thinking of crying?"

"Well."

Song Shiyue couldn't take it anymore, raised his head, hugged his neck and bit him one bite after another, as if venting, like a small animal leaving a scent in its own territory.

"Puppy?" Yun Chi tousled his hair, but didn't pull him away, very indulgent.

Master doesn't hate him, he has been punished for him but didn't blame him, and now he is so kind to him, he knows that these are enough.

The promise tonight may be that the speaker has no intention but the listener has intention.

But Song Shiyue would not give him a chance to repent.

In the early winter night, the cold wind carried every inch of chill, but the room in Cihuang Hall was warm.

Last night, he managed to coax his apprentice well, but Yun Chi didn't dare to lie to him again, and told him honestly that he was going to see his junior brother, and that Jiang Yunzheng would be there too.

Song Shiyue just woke up, the clothes on his body were wrinkled, but he didn't care, he hurriedly put on his boots: "Then I will go with Master."

"Don't make trouble." Yun Chi woke up early today, seeing his apprentice sleeping soundly in his arms, his little hands tightly clutching his robe, his heart was filled with warmth.

He boiled Shouqi and chicken together to make a pot of chicken soup: "Drink the soup first, and rest here."

Seeing Master's busy figure, Song Shiyue was delighted, but somehow repulsed.

"Will the body recover after drinking?"

Yun Chi said without hesitation, "Of course, if you add more medicine, your spiritual power will recover faster."

"I mean looks."

Yun Chi thought he was in a hurry to change back, and coaxed him: "Well, I should recover soon after drinking it."

"That means you can't sleep with Master..."

"What?" Song Shiyue muttered in a low voice, Yun Chi was serving soup for him, so he couldn't hear clearly.

"It's okay." Song Shiyue ran to the side of the master, and obediently took a sip of chicken soup from the master's hand.

Yun Chi only fed him a spoonful, and pushed the bowl in front of him: "Drink the rest by yourself, I'll go over and have a look at Shen Jun."

Song Shiyue nodded uninterestedly.

After Master left, he never took a sip of chicken soup.

After watching for a long time, he took the chicken soup outside and poured it into the grass with no expression on his face.

The yellow soup seeped into the soil, and the soil scrambled to absorb the soup, and a cluster of green buds protruded from the open space.

When Yunchi arrived at Zixiao Pavilion, Jiang Yunzheng and Meng Yuqing were already inside.

Lying on the bed was a man with skin as white as paper, and he was also confused when he saw Yun Chi.

Meng Yuqing looked at Yun Chi, and then asked Shen Jun, "Do you recognize him?"

Shen Jun shook his head, as if he had no interest in Yunchi, and only looked at Meng Yuqing: "Where is Brother Xuanyang? Where is he? Why didn't you come to see me?"

There was confusion in his eyes, his palms propped up against the edge of the bed, his face flushed with blood.

Yun Chi glanced at Jiang Yunzheng, who silently shook his head.

"Calm down first." Jiang Yunzheng pressed his arm to make him lie down.

Shen Jun lay on the ice bed again, his chest heaved and he was panting heavily.

"You haven't recovered yet, don't get excited." Jiang Yunzheng stepped forward to grab his wrist.

While speaking, his eyes lingered between the three of them: "Shen Jun's soul was captured by the tree demon earlier, and Hui Yao recovered after his death. I think it should be the work of the tree demon Yan."

Yun Chi nodded, he also had the same guess.

"Although the soul is back in place now, the memory is damaged, and it will take a while to adapt. During this time, you can lie in the coffin for a while, and come out when the soul settles down."

Shen Jun didn't see the light all the year round, and the light in Zixiao Pavilion was dim, and when he went out, the sky was so bright that several people squinted their eyes.

Meng Yuqing's eyes slid over the two of them without expression, and she found an excuse to slip away.

After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at Jiang Yunzheng.

I always feel that there is something different about him today...

Turning around the corner, Meng Yuqing slapped her head: "Ah!"

What's the difference?

That is, Xianjun Haojiang didn't wear white clothes today.

When talking, he no longer only looked at Yunchi alone, but knew how to give his eyes to others.

Seeing the back of Meng Yuqing running away, Yun Chi felt a little helpless, and felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

After his eyes adjusted to the light, he found Jiang Yunzheng looking at him with a complicated expression.

To be precise, look at his neck. "Your neck..."

"what happened?"

Xiaotuanzi's teeth haven't fully grown yet, even if there were small teeth marks left, they can't be seen at all after one night, only mottled and interlaced red marks are left, there is a cluster under the ear, winding from the neck Covered up to the collar.

Down you can't see it.

Jiang Yunzheng frowned, absurd thoughts crossed his mind.He shook his head, waved away the thought, and said to himself, "Maybe it was bitten by a mosquito."

Yun Chi couldn't see it himself, so he touched his neck subconsciously, his fingers stiffened, and realizing what he might have seen, his face turned red and then white, and he hesitated: "Then what... that's right... ah, I Why was there a buzzing in my ears last night, it turned out to be mosquitoes."

"Yeah." Jiang Yunzheng looked indifferent, don't look away.

Seeing that he had no doubts at all, Yun Chi heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly changed the subject while walking: "Shen Jun has forgotten the past, how come he still remembers Xuan Yang?"

"I don't know. Probably he only remembers the people he wants to remember."

After all, Xuan Yang had the best relationship with him at that time.

Xuan Yang has always treated him like a father and a brother.

"It's best not to tell him about Elder Xuanyang now. I told Yuqing just now, don't let him slip your tongue."

"Don't worry." Yun Chi nodded.

Yun Chi wasn't a talkative person, and he wasn't familiar with Shen Jun, so Jiang Yunzheng's words seemed superfluous, as if he had nothing to say.

After saying this, the two walked in silence for a while, and the atmosphere was awkward for no reason.

After a while, Jiang Yunzheng said, "Are you going to just keep Song Shiyue here?"

"He can't stay in the Demon Realm like this now. It won't be long before he recovers."

"After that? What are you going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"He is a Demon Lord after all." Jiang Yunzheng looked at him deeply: "You still have to be careful."

Before Yun Chi could answer, a voice came from behind: "Master."

Song Shiyue waved to him at the end of the path.

"I'm going back first, and there will be a period later."

Yun Chi nodded slightly to Jiang Yunzheng, lightly stepped on the path scattered with bauhinia flowers, and walked firmly towards Tuer.

Song Shiyue stood where he was, waited until Yun Chi walked three or two steps away from him, and rushed towards him, and then was lifted high by the master, with his arms tightly around the master's neck.

Yun Chi stepped up the steps, and Song Shiyue heard him whispering in his ear and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Song Shiyue's eyes were heavy, and through the breeze and the petals that fell from time to time, he landed on Jiang Yunzheng's body. He bent his lips and smiled, and leaned close to Master's earlobe, and lightly touched him: "I miss Master."

From Jiang Yunzheng's point of view, it looked like Song Shiyue was kissing his ear, the movements were so intimate and natural, but Yunchi didn't notice his intention at all.

Even though he looked like a child, Jiang Yunzheng felt that his eyes were full of provocation, making people irritated for no reason.

Yun Chi didn't know anything about the smell of gunpowder behind him, he only felt that Tu'er's mouth had become much sweeter since he became smaller, and he could act coquettishly and coax others.

Entering the room and looking at the cup and bowl, the soup inside was gone, only some chicken was left, Yun Chi was a little surprised: "Have you finished drinking?"

"Yeah!" Song Shiyue nodded hastily, his eyes sincere.

Yun Chi nodded, no doubt about him.

"Shouqi still needs to be drunk for ten days, and you should be able to recover after drinking it."

"What?" Song Shiyue seemed to be struck by lightning, the shock on his face was not concealed at all, he couldn't believe his ears: "Ten days?"

"That's right, you can't eat too much at one time. I just cut a small piece today and you have to drink it for ten days. Master will cook you different soups every day."

"Okay... okay." Song Shiyue smiled, but in his heart...

But Master seemed to enjoy it.

After sharing the chicken with Song Shiyue, Yun Chi said mysteriously that he would take him somewhere.

He was not in a hurry, this time he didn't hug Song Shiyue, he just led him for a leisurely walk, passing by the place where the disciples were studying and practicing, he would stop to inspect it.

Wherever you go, you will always get a lot of envious eyes.

On this day, almost everyone in Xianmen met Xianzun, a new apprentice, and also saw how Xianzun loved this apprentice.

After wandering around for a while, I finally arrived at the destination, and there was someone in front of the door of Duanyu Pavilion.The man with a white beard walked up and down the door, looking around from time to time.

"Elder Yu."

"Coming?" The old man stroked his beard, and tapped Yun Chi lightly with the crutch in his hand: "I said I was coming yesterday, and I have been waiting for a long time."

"Some things are delayed, I told you not to wait for me."

"Yo?" Seeing Song Shiyue, the old man pointed at him and said "ha", amused: "I remember this kid."