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Before Song Shiyue could answer, the guy inside had already come up to greet them, looked them up and down, and when his eyes fell on the jade pendant on Yun Chi's waist, his eyes lit up.

"What do you two guest officers want to pawn?" The man seemed to be very knowledgeable, eager to get this jade pendant for the pawnshop, "I see that this guest officer's jade pendant is not bad, and pawning it can solve the urgent need."

Yun Chi looked at Song Shiyue, also wondering: "What do you want to pawn?"

That guy is impatient, and he is also a man of the wind. Seeing a pendant of the same material hanging around Song Shiyue's neck, he couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes: "This guest officer's pendant is also fine, but it's a little smaller." , but it is more exquisite and worth a lot of money.”

Song Shiyue looked at him with gloomy eyes: "Call the shopkeeper out."

"Guest officer, don't worry, I was brought out by our shopkeeper himself. I can do whatever price he can offer, and you are indispensable."

Song Shiyue became impatient: "Let User come out."

The guy fell silent all of a sudden, looked at Song Shiyue twice as if he had seen a ghost, and quickly turned around and entered the room.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked out quickly: "Devil... Mr. Song, please come inside and talk."

Yun Chi looked at him, who was also slightly surprised to see him, but didn't say much.

"No need."

"Then..." Youser's eyes wandered and landed on Yunchi's waist, just now when the clerk went in and told him excitedly that he saw two pieces of excellent jade, he looked at Song Shiyue again: "Do you want to be this jade pendant and pendant? "

"Dare you?" Song Shiyue cast a sidelong glance at him.

Uther was about to break out in a cold sweat, and the guy next to him didn't even dare to breathe out.

Song Shiyue didn't make it difficult for them either, "I just want to put something here with you, and come back to pick it up later."

"Hey." Youse took the big and small bags from Song Shiyue's hand, and smoothly put a roll of small creeds into Song Shiyue's palm.

Now the two of them can go boating with ease.

"How do you know him?"

"Youther?" Song Shiyue sat on the boat and paddled the oars, facing the master, "I opened that pawn shop in the lower realm, and Youther is from the demon clan."

Yun Chi nodded: "I can tell."

"Well, it's just for collecting some information. Master, don't worry, Uther has long since left the Demon Race, and I will never have anything to do with the Demon Race again."

Not long after the ice melted, there was still a little ice floating on the water. The boat was floating on the lake, and the red plum blossoms on the opposite bank were in full bloom. Looking from a distance, it was a fiery red.

The place of plum appreciation is very lively, and the target is to match men and women. Song Shiyue took the master's hand as soon as he got off the boat.

Occasionally someone passed by and glanced at them, but Yun Chi didn't care and let him lead them.

The two of them passed a plum grove, with a faint fragrance, red plums fluttered down from time to time, and one of them stuck to Yunchi's hair.

Before going out, he had hidden his different pupils, and his hair color had changed to normal black.

Black hair contrasted with Yunchi's fair skin, and a little red was the icing on the cake, making the garden full of spring scenery his foil.

Song Shiyue looked dazed, and unconsciously raised his hand to caress his face.

Unknowingly, they had reached the depths of Merlin, there were not many people around, and no one cared about the two people who were close together in the corner.

The atmosphere is just right.

Just at this moment, an extremely familiar voice came from behind Song Shiyue——

"Brother Shiyue!"

Song Shiyue froze, almost like a conditioned reflex, and quickly hid behind the master.

Yun Chi was exposed, and saw the woman running and jumping briskly towards her.

Song Shiyue was behind him: "Damn it, you can be recognized even if you are behind your back."

Before Yun Chi had time to wonder who this woman was, a wave of devilish energy rushed over his face.

This woman is young, but her demon energy is astonishingly pure. No wonder she didn't hide it. Even if ordinary monks sensed it, they would not dare to approach her rashly.

Yun Chi moved his mind and stood aside. Before Song Shiyue could hide any longer, the woman had already approached.

Her tone was cheerful: "Brother Shiyue, it really is you! I knew I was right."

Song Shiyue could no longer hide, "A Ling, why are you here?"

Yun Chi glanced at his apprentice silently, looking at everything in front of him with great interest.

"Appreciate plum blossoms, I like to look at these flowers and plants, brother Shiyue, you don't know."

"I don't know." Song Shiyue was anxious to get rid of himself, not wanting to be misunderstood by Master, but Zhao Aling had no eyesight to see.

She smiled coquettishly: "Brother Shiyue is always so stubborn, well, I'm used to it."

"It doesn't matter to me whether you get used to it or not." Song Shiyue had a strong desire to survive, and pulled Master away: "Master, let's go."

"Hey! Hey!"

Leaving Zhao Aling alone in place, she snorted and followed Yun Chi's back with her gaze.

She grabbed a red plum and stuck it in her hair.

In a blink of an eye, the sun had already moved to the west, and the sky was darkened, and it was time for them to go back.

Although Yun Chi bought a lot of gadgets during this trip, most of them were for Tuer, and he bought them when he saw his eyes linger for a while, but no matter how dull he was, he could feel Tuer's gloom.

He obviously wasn't as happy as going out at first.

Both of them went out happily, so they couldn't take a disgruntled apprentice back home.

On the wooden bridge, Yun Chi stopped, and Song Shiyue followed suit.

There was silence all around, only the slight sound of the stream flowing slowly.

Yun Chi took out a piece of brown sugar cake: "Take a bite?"

Song Shiyue shook his head and muttered, "Children only like it..."

He was stuffed with sweets, and looked at Master with wide eyes.

The twilight was deep, and there were a few stars twinkling above, and Yun Chi was also staring at him.

"You are my child."

Song Shiyue lowered his eyes and chewed the brown sugar glutinous rice cakes in small bites. After a while, he looked at the master, his eyes flashed with confusion, and he asked a little uneasy: "Master, do you like children?"

Yun Chi thought that Tuer was following his own words, and wanted to ask himself if he liked him.

Now he is not stingy about confessing to Song Shiyue, so he said frankly, "I like it."

Song Shiyue's hand holding the pastry sank, his shoulder blades tightened slightly, and he looked at him seriously: "But Master, we will never have children."

Yun Chi was stunned.

The big and small bags in his hand trembled slightly, Song Shiyue continued: "Today is Master's birthday, I shouldn't have said these things, but I may have to make Master feel wronged in the future."

He began to lower his eyelids again, and the more he talked, the more he breathed: "Master is so beautiful, the child born must be very cute. But I won't like it, can Master not have children with others?"

Yun Chi fell silent.

He didn't expect his words to make disciple think of these things.

Thinking of a sentence that the pastry stall owner accidentally said during the day, Yun Chi was a little bit dumbfounded.

Could it be that he has been depressed all day because of this?

Song Shiyue clenched his fingers and said with a wry smile, "Am I being too selfish?"

Feeling helpless and distressed, Yun Chi didn't care about being ashamed anymore, and held Song Shiyue's face with both hands, forcing him to look at him.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yun Chi said to him word by word: "Since I am with you, there will be no one else."

He patiently explained: "I just said I like children, but I mean I like you."

"I don't like other kids."

Song Shiyue seemed to be still digesting his words, his expression was still ugly.

"I'm also very selfish, and I don't allow you to have children. Can you do it?"

"I can!" Song Shiyue answered quickly at this moment.

Yun Chi smiled and said, "I can too."

"So you are not allowed to think about it anymore."

Song Shiyue seemed to have just recovered from the extreme loss, and a piece of pastry was stuffed into his mouth again.

"like or not?"

Song Shiyue nodded indiscriminately, feeling a little embarrassed when he realized that he had made trouble just now, "Master, did I disturb your interest?"

Yun Chi was angry and funny at the same time, with a straight face on purpose: "Yes."

Tuer's cloudy face turned cloudy again in an instant, and Yun Chi pulled him forward: "I'm lying to you. I'm so tired after walking all day, I want to soak in the warm pool."

As soon as I entered the house, I found that the scene in front of me had completely changed. The furnishings in the house were completely invisible.

Song Shiyue tugged at his belt lightly: "Master, are you going down?"

Yun Chi was careful not to be confused by the beautiful scenery in front of him, turned around and took off his robe, and did not take it off again.

Straight into the water.

He looked up at his apprentice in the warm pool water: "What about you?"

Song Shiyue took off his outer robe neatly, but did not go into the water. Instead, he sat down by the pool and stared at Master.

Yun Chi looked up at him, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, his fingers scooped up the water, and it became moist.

His fingertips were dancing on his body, Tu'er frowned slightly and glanced at him, then slowly unbuttoned his undershirt, completely undisguised in front of him.

Sliding into the water along the wall of the pool, Song Shiyue reached out to him.

Yun Chi hesitated and put his palm on it, but was pulled, pulling him into his apprentice's arms with undeniable strength, with his hot chest in front of him.

Song Shiyue lowered his head slightly and caressed the corners of his eyes, his eyelashes were forced to tremble slightly.

Song Shiyue's voice was very soft: "Does it hurt?"

Yun Chi was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was asking about the feeling of separating the different pupils that day, he shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt."

Another different pupil appeared, shining under the starry sky, more dazzling than the stars.

Song Shiyue lowered his head, kissed his eyes pitifully, and sank his fingers into his long silver hair.

Silky soft.

From his back to his shoulders, Song Shiyue also wanted to take off his underwear.

Yun Chi paused, and immediately pulled away from the charm.

Almost bewitched by beauty.

He stopped Song Shiyue's movements, pressed his shoulders a little further away, swam to the other side and picked up the scattered bags by the pool, and laid out the pastries he bought one by one.

Yun Chi turned around and blocked Song Shiyue who was following with a piece of plum blossom pastry.

There is a dark fragrance between the lips and teeth.

Song Shiyue's eyes lingered on his shoulders, and he couldn't see anything unusual through the clothes, but the master was clearly very vigilant.

While Yun Chi turned to pick up the pastry again, he stuck it up and said, "Master, I'm tired today, let me squeeze your shoulders for you."

"No need!" Yun Chi reacted greatly, his feet slipped, and he stepped forward on the stone, splashing water all over his body.

Song Shiyue caught him, a little helpless: "Okay, okay, don't pinch, Master, don't get excited."

Yun Chi leaned against him to stabilize his body, and felt that he was a little too excited just now, so he quickly pretended to be nothing, picked up a jug of wine and took a sip, and brought it to Song Shiyue's mouth.

He looked at Tu'er, who held Yunchi's hand, and sipped his wine, as if he didn't think much about it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The aroma of the wine was mellow, and Yun Chi drank two more sips.

"Master, look."

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