The cat master of this seat

He knew that he must have been dreaming last night, because when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiaotuanzi's face.

only……

Song Shiyue didn't pester him for a hug, but rolled up a quilt far away from him, looking at him with a bit of shyness in his eyes.

shy?

Yun Chi looked puzzled, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Xiaotuanzi hid back.

Yun Chi's hand stopped in mid-air, "Master, check if the fever has subsided?"

Xiaotuanzi bit her lower lip lightly, and didn't hide anymore.

The two covered the same quilt, and following Yun Chi's movements, the quilt on Song Shiyue's body was pulled, exposing a small amount of bare/naked round shoulders.

Xiaotuanzi's ears turned red immediately.

"You..." Yun Chi stared at him, and if he felt something, he lowered his head and lifted the quilt, and immediately covered him again before he could see clearly, covering him tightly.

Song Shiyue's clothes were scattered on the bed under the quilt, and he was not wearing a single thread at this time...

Holding the quilt with a pair of small hands, Xiaotuanzi looked up at Master with watery eyes: "Master, it's okay, I don't blame you."

Yunchi: "???"

He lowered his head to look at his body, only to find that the clothes were also covered with fragments of his clothes.

Yun Chi's throat rolled: "I... I tore it?"

Hearing this, Xiaotuanzi suddenly lowered his eyes, and the blood spread from the pinna to the neck, and climbed up the white and tender face.

He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"..." Yun Chi's face turned ashen, and he stood up, turning his back to him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He sighed and told Song Shiyue not to get out of bed yet.

Xiaotuanzi slept with his clothes on last night, and he was wearing the clothes he used to wear.

Fortunately, Yun Chi had asked someone to make a few more sets of clothes for Xiao Tuanzi before, and since the Chinese New Year was coming, he also wanted to give his apprentice a gift, but now he had to take it out first.

Lying on the bed, Song Shiyue followed closely with his eyes, paying close attention to Master's every move, watching him take out several sets of clothes from the cabinet and walk towards him.

Yun Chi felt that his face was still steaming.

If he had only regarded him as a disciple before, he wouldn't feel embarrassed when something like this happened, but now that Song Shiyue has expressed his heart to him, Yun Chi can't keep calm no matter what.

Yun Chi took out all three sets, one was black, he remembered that after he became a Demon Lord he wore black clothes every day, presumably he liked black, besides, Xiaotuanzi had a fair complexion, so he must look good in it.

The other set was exactly the same as what Yunchi wore in the past, only shrunk.

The last set was red, and he thought it would be perfect to wear during the Chinese New Year, and the little dumpling would definitely look more like a small glutinous rice ball.Selfishly, Yun Chi prefers the red set.

But Xiaotuanzi took a fancy to the white one and pointed to the suit: "I want to wear this."

Yun Chi tightened his grip on the robe, and suddenly regretted taking it out. At first he thought it would be interesting for the master and apprentice to wear the same clothes, but now he felt a little awkward.

He spread out the black one for Song Shiyue to see: "Why don't you wear this? This looks good."

However, Xiaotuanzi shook his head and sat up, about to reach out to snatch the white clothes over, exposing the fair skin below his neck and spreading down.

Yun Chi turned his eyes away immediately, and stretched out his long hand to hand him the white clothes: "Okay, okay, just wear this, and change yourself."

As he spoke, he got up and turned around, put away the other two sets of robes, groping for the delicate bauhinia pattern on the red clothes with his fingers, and muttered: "Then wear it on New Year's Eve."

Xiaotuanzi really looked good in the new clothes, and sitting next to Yunchi was even more eye-catching, but they couldn't go out for others to see.

At night, Song Shiyue took off his new clothes and folded them carefully.

Yun Chi came in from outside with hot soup in his hand. "Go back to lie down in the quilt, the wind and cold are not gone yet, don't catch cold again."

Xiaotuanzi was wearing a thin tunic, and the open window brought in a chill, he shivered, and shrank back under the blanket to look at the master.

"Eat the first qi first."

Yun Chi hugged him with a quilt and fed him a bowl of soup.

"gargle."

After finishing everything, Xiaotuanzi finally lay down, his eyes were still open, watching Yunchi all the time.

Yun Chi couldn't ignore the fiery gaze, so he could only take off his coat with his back turned to him.

"Master, put your clothes at the end of the bed."

Yun Chi looked up and saw that Xiao Tuanzi's clothes were neatly placed outside the end of the bed, so he also folded the clothes and put them inside.

Satisfied, Xiaotuanzi leaned closer and hugged Master the moment Master lay down.

Yun Chi froze.

Xiaotuanzi hummed: "I'm uncomfortable~ It's a little hot in the bed, but Master's body is cool and comfortable."

Yun Chi moved his body and found a comfortable seat for him to cling to.

In the darkness, something crossed my mind.

In the lower world, it seems that ordinary couples should put their clothes at the end of the bed when they go to sleep, and the husband's clothes are placed outside, and the wife's clothes are placed inside...

It seems to be taken advantage of...

Yun Chi's heart was blocked, and at this time Xiaotuanzi was whispering in his ear: "Master..."

Yun Chi was furious, and covered his head with the quilt with one hand: "Sleep!"

The next morning, when he woke up in a daze, Xiao Tuanzi looked at him with the same shy and timid eyes as yesterday, Yun Chi's eyebrows twitched, and he instantly woke up.

Looking down Xiaotuanzi's neck, Yunchi felt heartbroken, pulled the clothes from the end of the bed to cover him, and turned around silently.

Mixed feelings……

Xiaotuanzi didn't say anything, just put on his clothes dawdly, and looked up at Master's back from time to time.

Yun Chi was flustered, he didn't know what happened, and he didn't know why he would tear his apprentice's clothes.

It's already inappropriate for two people to share the same bed, let alone two days after such a thing happened, he sighed: "Why don't you go back to sleep in your own room."

"No!" Xiaotuanzi reacted fiercely.

Yun Chi could hear his resistance with his back on his back, and then his hip was knocked, and Xiao Tuanzi ran over and hugged him before he even had time to put on his boots: "Master can't drive me away, I'm still sick, go back I can't sleep well in my own room, what if I catch cold again at night?"

"Master, I'm hungry, shall we have a meal?"

Song Shiyue didn't give Yun Chi another chance to ask him to go back to sleep, and he chattered endlessly with his master during the meal, until Yun Chi couldn't help stuffing a piece of pastry into his mouth.

"Okay, let's eat first." Yun Chi said helplessly.

After the meal, Song Shiyue didn't take a break either, he tidied up the table and spread the paper attentively.

Yun Chi looked at him calmly: "You don't feel uncomfortable anymore?"

Xiaotuanzi stopped holding the inkstone for a moment, then sat down softly on the soft cushion: "There's still a little bit more."

As he spoke, he glanced carefully at the master, saw that his expression was normal, and after a while, he began to grind ink slowly again.

Yun Chi didn't stop him, but he started carving jade with a knife.

The jade used to resist evil spirits does not need to be carved too finely, he carved various shapes quite quickly, and he only needs to inject a little spiritual power into it to resist some low-level demons.

Song Shiyue called him every once in a while——

"Master, let me help you draw a sticker."

"Master, why is the Emperor of Heaven drawn on the painting?"

"Because the Emperor of Heaven..."

"Hiss—" Yun Chi answered him distractedly, shaking his hand, the carving knife cut his finger, and the blood touched the jade ring on his hand.

"Master!" Song Shiyue dropped the brush and grabbed Master's hand.

The jade ring glowed faintly, from faint to bright, until a bit dazzling——

An illusory scroll slowly unfolded in front of the two of them.

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