The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

"Master! Good morning, Master!"

"morning."

Looking at her, she sleeps radiantly, and at the same time, the scene is relieved, but at the same time, I don’t feel it? Is it the feeling at night? Is it because I can’t fall asleep because of tossing and turning?Not only fell asleep, but also slept well, why, no? Sleeping next to? Her? Waking up in such a good mood?

The girl didn't even know that Master misunderstood her? She asked softly, "Master, are you sleeping well?"

Under the daytime scene? Consciousness wanted to say yes, but the words came to his lips and snorted: "No? Good."

Listen to her? Did you sleep well? Well, Shisi is happy and can't help but feel distressed. Her eyes are curved and dizzy with a cloud of mist. In fact, I see you pity: "Master, can't sleep? Okay, but Do you still want my disciple to accompany me? Disciple can't bear it? Master can't sleep at night."

She? What she said was true. Zhou Jing's face was slightly flushed, can't she sleep? I want my apprentice to accompany her, and her famous name is gone when she speaks out. The girl who never felt that she was on the verge of being provocative—anyway, in her heart, there was nothing about Fourteen at all, right?

If you ask questions, you won't get an answer. Girls are not discouraged. She stood on tiptoe and smiled and kissed her master's forehead: "Morning, master, I wake up and see you. I am so happy to see you."

"..."

Daylight hissed secretly.

Terrible.

Is this trying to force her to be a beast?

Seeing her red earlobes, Shisi was in a happy mood. With his hands behind his back, he took two steps back, not forgetting to show a naive smile: "Take a break, Master, I'm going to cook for Master."

She left as soon as she said, and her back already has the slender and graceful appearance of her daughter's family.The waist is the waist, the legs are the legs, the back is straight, and the long hair is swaying in the annoying wind, the hair? Unable to hold back, the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

When it's meal time, the food is served on the table. The master and the apprentice have no rule of not eating or talking. The biggest rule for them is to be happy. If you lose fun for the sake of the rules, you will have to pay for it.

Zhou Jing's way of raising children is meticulous and free-spirited. The fourteen he raises can do whatever he wants, he must get what he wants, and he can't learn what he wants to say occasionally? He can't hide it.

She? Holding the long chopsticks, chewing carefully on the lotus roots planted by Master himself, the words are amazing? No? Hugh: "Master, what kind of woman do you like?"

Zhou Jing choked on a mouthful of rice? Throat.

"Oh, master, drink some tea." She personally fed the tea to the master's lips, and looked at her beautiful lips stained with tea, and there was a touch of water on her lips. Her eyes were deep and innocent, and she instantly recovered Naive: "Master, Master, please slow down."

The hand was gentle and soft for her? Shun Qi, caressing the chest, Shisi rushed in? Before the master noticed it, he retracted his small movements: "Master, is it difficult to answer the disciple's question?"

Zhou Jing had a strange expression on his face, holding the bamboo chopsticks with his slender jade knuckles, and glared at her angrily. Fourteen curled his lips aggrievedly: "Master stared at me?"

Her eyelashes drooped, under the cover of those beautiful apricot eyes? There was a faint layer of light and shadow, and the anger in Zhou Jing's heart was completely dissipated. He rubbed the center of his brows: "Master didn't stare at you."

She opened her eyes and told nonsense to pass the steps, the girl obediently picked up the steps and descended, dead? Dead? Holding on to the topic, she leaned forward, even with a very natural curiosity, her eyes Bright, clear and beautiful, like a curious cat.

Being stared at by such eyes, who would have the heart to ignore it coldly?Zhou Jing just picked up the chopsticks and put them down again? He pondered for a while, why should he think about it?She? She has always liked that one.

Fourteen is what the master likes.But it's too early to say.

She is serious: "I like pure, lustful..."

Every time she utters a word, the girl will compare in her heart whether she fits, her heart is tense and tense, the more she listens, the colder her heart becomes, pure, um, she? Very pure, desire, She is still young, so she doesn't understand the scale that needs to be determined.

But that doesn't matter, she'll learn.

She opened her round eyes: "Is there anything else?"

Zhou Jing got a headache from being urged by her, and gave up on himself: "Skin white breasts and soft buttocks."

"Hmm..." Fourteen bit the tip of her chopsticks, and really wanted to ask, "It looks like a small white flower from a distance, but it looks like an overlord flower up close. Do you like the master who cut it open and hidden the sesame stuffing?" She paused :"anything else?"

"Your age is younger than me."

No matter which life Zhou Zhou is younger than her, there is nothing wrong with what he said.

The girl's eyes curved into pleasing arcs: this one fits her!

"Okay, don't ask any more questions. Let's talk about it. The food will be cold." Zhou Jing interrupted her in advance, full of curiosity, and buried her head in her meal.

After getting a definite answer, Shisi felt that she had gained a lot. She used breakfast to eat her? She went back to the house to change clothes as an excuse, and she went into the inner room. She said nothing? She turned into the bathroom, where there was a mirror as tall as a person. ? He stripped himself naked neatly, and stood there looking left and right.

fair skin?

Well, very white.

Soft chest?She squeezed her blushing face, and nodded solemnly? — soft.

Butt up?

Shame and turn around? Look... This, this should, should it be considered warped? ?

She couldn't make up her mind, she thought and thought hard, but couldn't find a suitable standard.

Even the "soft breasts" who thought they were qualified before didn't start? Be confident: she? Like this, is she still soft?How soft is soft?

Thanks to Master for not saying that he likes big breasts.

She looked at the pitiful little milk bag in the glasses with disgust, and said to herself: "Which one does Master like? Do you have to be like the woman on the picture scroll to catch Master's heart?"

After much deliberation, she decided to look for a chance to go to the study again. Fortunately, she still has two pots of 'Drunk Jinxi' in stock, why not just tonight.

How can she be the boss of a group of younger brothers even if they live near the water and live together?

Worried that Master would be bored waiting outside, she hurriedly changed into new clothes.

The door opened from the inside, and Zhou Jing stood a few steps away in a handsome figure, his eyes did not hide his surprise: "Have you put on makeup?"

"Does it look good? Master."

At the age of 15, even if you don't apply rouge, your lips are still very delicate and beautiful.The eyebrows are picturesque.

Fourteen eagerly waited for her to judge, and when she heard Master say "it looks good", she smiled sweetly and stepped forward to take Master's arm: "Master, let's go."

Go sightseeing in the mountains and water, and have a good day at Zheyun Mountain.

Zheyun Mountain is very big and beautiful, covered in white snow, there is a special feeling in it.

It's rare to see the monsters on the nearby hilltop? His Holiness took his disciples to wander around the mountain. He ran to say hello in a hurry when he was too idle. He received the eyes of "annoying, go away" from the boss. How did he come and go back.The ears returned to calm, and Fourteen smiled: "Master, are you tired? Tired, can I carry you?"

Her eyes were full of pleading, as if she didn't want to ask her what a terrible mistake it was.Daylight always carries her back, but now it's the other way around, she hesitates for a while, and Shisi tugs at her sleeve: "Master wants disciples to be filial."

Isn't the tone? It's generally soft, and Zhou Jing's heart softens when he shouts.

"it is good."

Fourteen was delighted: "Quick! Master come quickly!"

She bent down and urged people to come up. Zhou Jing glanced at her thin back and smiled. She had no choice but to climb up.

Before going up, I was still struggling. When I really went up, with my arms around their girls, I suddenly found that being carried by someone was really good.

Master is very light, but his stature is a bit tall.Hugging her legs, Shishixi is not happy? Zisheng: "Master should eat more, with this weight, ten Shishi's can carry it on the back."

People in spiritual practice, do they not have stamina and physical strength? They can be compared with ordinary people.Knowing whether she is tired or not, Zhou Jing laughed: "No? You can be proud and complacent."

She? Sometimes she really looks like a highly respected and strict teacher. What's wrong with her? She has a different mind. Every word she said reaches the girl's ears and heart, and it is willfully misinterpreted: "I What I said is the truth, I like to carry Master on my back. When I left Yueguo when I was ten years old, I? Said that one day I will replace Master to carry Master."

Do you love me? Dote on me? Do I? Love you? Is it the most appropriate thing?

I love you in many ways, carrying you on my back, feeling the weight of my whole life on my back, how happy I should be!

"Master, Fourteen likes you."

What kind of liking is this liking? Don't you dare to think, how long can this liking last for her? No? Dare to think.Before she formally confessed her love, and before she really grew up to be able to make decisions about her love, Zhou Jing didn't dare to be presumptuous.

She? Loves Zhouzhou, and loves Zhouzhou soberly to repay her? Love.

What kind of skill is bullying a little girl under eighteen?

Zhou Jing used reason to suppress the lust that was provoked by his lover, and smiled without saying a word.

Fourteen carried her on her back, and couldn't hear a response for a long time. She took a deep breath and learned to hide her love.

Every corner of Zheyun Mountain has been visited, the sun rises and sets in the east, and dusk is coming. Acting according to the plan, she knocked on the door with a jug of wine. Like last time, she chatted with the master and filled it up for her. Cup after cup of 'Drunk Jinxi' with great stamina.

The jug bottomed out, and people were lying on the bed drunkenly.Standing on the edge of the bed to make sure she was fast asleep, Fourteen left on tiptoe and came to the study again.

It is not unreasonable to know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles.

No? Find out what Master likes, how can you win her heart with one blow?

Fourteen endured jealousy and stood in front of the bookshelf. The restriction was broken. Last time, she finished reading half of the books, and left in a hurry without waiting for the left half to be opened.

Looking at it again this time, what she is paying attention to is the two women in the painting, seeing their figures, seeing the emotions in their eyes, seeing how they want to refuse and welcome, and how Fascinating.

The candles in the study room were brightly lit, and the daytime scene was sleeping soundly in the inner room. How could she have imagined that her precious apprentice and lover in the previous life were staring at her carefully thinking about her preferences?

Time passed bit by bit, and the girl's face was flushed: Master's favorite posture really tested the softness of bones. She poked her waist with her finger, and her mind was full of thoughts. She shook her head violently to dispel those Some do not.

She? Sighed.

It seems that I am still far from Master's ideal standard.

She held the picture scroll and casually lowered her waist. When she was done, her little face blushed to the point of bleeding, and she cursed "I don't know how to be ashamed", and she didn't forget to push the secret box back.

She has a good memory and never forgets. She puts things back in the same way as she takes them, so as not to attract Master's attention.

Before leaving, I didn't intend to open the hidden mechanism in the middle. The box made of pure gold came into view. The box was locked. Is it the most troublesome solution? Fourteen patiently opened the box after two or a quarter of an hour. But it was three blood-stained veils.

The blood color is dull, and it looks a little old. The line of sight falls on the small characters embroidered with gold thread in the lower right corner of the handkerchief.

"Zhou Zhou..."

Zhou Zhou?She hurriedly looked at the other piece, and saw "Fourteen" embroidered on the lower right corner.

"Zhouzhou, fourteen?" She was surprised: "Isn't this me?"

Fourteen is her?, and Zhouzhou is also her? That's what the little master called her.She was in a daze, and stayed there for a while, when a flash of light flashed in her mind: Yes, are they the two women in the painting?

But why do they have the same name as themselves?The handkerchief was stained with blood, as expected, it should be, should it be the Yuan handkerchief left by the wedding candles?

That blood is the first blood of a woman. She knew that Master had two women in the past, and she also had Yuanpa and picture scrolls as evidence. Fourteen can't say no. How do you feel in your heart? If these two pieces are someone else's Yes, what's left? This piece without the name embroidered on it... must be Master's own.

The handkerchief was hot, she put it back in place with a steady mind, locked it again, and when she turned around, she felt inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

She thought: It's time to advance the plan.

Going back to the room, laying down with a head-heavy head, Shisi fell into a dream in a daze.

She couldn't tell if it was her own jealousy that confused fantasy and reality, or was it that she really existed with those two women? She couldn't tell the origin, no matter which one, she wasn't willing to admit it .She? Wants Master to love her? Just because of her?

But this dream is too real.

Every time a real person wakes up and finds it difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

Gradually, many scenes that were not in the picture scroll appeared in the dream. She dreamed of the master who turned into a little white fox, dreamed that she hugged the master, and dreamed that they were flirting in an unfamiliar room. Dreamed that I would deliberately get angry with her because of the master's lust?

This is ridiculous!

Bizarre dreams haunted her. Day after day, one day, Day King waited for her to come back, and knocked on the door on a spring morning.

"Fourteen? Fourteen? Get up."

"fourteen?"

"Fourteen, Master is coming in?"

no respond.

Zhou Jing pushed open the door without any hesitation, and came to the bed in the blink of an eye. The girl's hair on the temples was slightly wet, and she was muttering vague words inaudible. The back of her hand was pressed against her forehead. Take a cold breath: "Why? Have a fever?"

She lowered her head, only to see her bare jade shoulders, her collarbone covered with fine sweat, where she was not covered by the thin quilt, and she lost her mind for a moment.

At this time, the girl who was so burned that she couldn't save herself was so hot that she lifted the brocade quilt on her body, huh——

Full of jade color broke into the eyes.

Zhou Jing was stunned, and the nosebleeds were faintly flowing out. She sighed and raised her forehead: This, this child, why doesn't he even wear a small coat when he sleeps!

The person is still burning, so she can't help but want to take out the fever-reducing pills from the storage bag and coax people to take it.

After doing this, she breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the hot sweat from her forehead, and stretched out her hand to loosen her neckline: It's really hard to be a gentleman these days.

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