The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

If these words were put in someone else's mouth, Gu Yuan might think that this person had other thoughts, but it was Master who said it.

Forget it, still with an innocent look,? The black shiny eyes are wide open, the head is slightly tilted to one side, and the silk-like hair slides down to the front of his body along with his movements.

The master is not in good health, his face is pale, but his face is crimson. Looking down, there is a willow-like slender waist, which seems to be able to be held by one hand.

Not like a swordsman,? Like a bedridden,? Young master of an aristocratic family who hasn't grown up yet. He looks stupid because he doesn't know what love is, but he opens his arms and is not willing to give up his guard against anyone who comes.

... the most seductive.

Gu Yuan only felt that his mouth was very dry, and seeing the pitiful and innocent look of Master, he finally had to say: "Okay."

Picking up the soft ruler, Gu Yuan walked behind Yan Xingjun and said, "Disciple, you are being rude."

The soft ruler goes all the way down from the shoulders, and finally reaches the waist.

When encountering danger, the master will always stand in front of Gu Yuan. Until now, Gu Yuan, who was measuring the size of the master, realized that his master's frailty is not just talking about it. His body feels very thin.

The soft ruler measured around his waist. When Gu Yuan lowered his head, his hair just fell on Yan Xingjun's neck. Yan Xingjun tilted his head slightly, and the voice sounded like it was blowing in Gu Yuan's ear, "itch."

Knowing that the little apprentice couldn't be disturbed when he was measuring the size, but it was really itchy, Yan Xingjun could only restrain himself as much as he was not used to, and leaned back slightly.

This action caused Gu Yuan to stop holding the soft ruler, and carefully threw his hair behind him. The master was too close to him, and kept leaning into his arms.

...It's like throwing yourself into a hug.

You Xiaoniao lay in his arms comfortably, with trust in his eyes.

Gu Yuan was so hot that he didn't dare to take another look, so he could only lower his head, wrap the soft ruler around the waist of the master, and look at the size on it, it was exactly as he thought, and he could hold it with a thin hand .

It must be replaced by him to take good care of the master.

Gu Yuan retracted the tape measure, and before he had time to measure his height, Yan Xingjun was already attracted by the food in front of him. Seeing Gu Yuan let go, he couldn't wait to sit on the table.

Just as he was about to pick up the chopsticks, he suddenly put them down again and looked back at Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master, you can eat first, I'm not hungry, I'll buy you a set of clothes first."

Yan Xingjun stood up, "I will accompany you as a teacher."

"No need." Gu Yuan said, "I saw it when I came, it's next door, and the disciples come whenever they go."

Yan Xingjun had no choice but to sit down.

When Gu Yuan closed the door, he saw the master put his hands on his knees, his back was straight, his eyes were on the dishes for a while, and then out of the window for a while, looking very yearning.

When he arrived at the tailor shop, Gu Yuan picked out a light green dress at random, and when he asked about the size, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't come to ask the master's height yet.

Relying on the height in memory, Gu Yuan gestured towards the owner of the tailor shop.

When Gu Yuan returned to the inn, the master was still sitting on the chair upright, the dishes hadn't been touched, a small bowl was placed on the table, and there was water in the bowl, the water seemed to have been drunk.

Gu Yuan stepped forward and handed the clothes to Yan Xingjun, "Master, clothes."

When he got close, he realized that there was some water in the bowl. It was obviously wine. The bowl was already half empty, and he probably had already drunk half of the glass.

Yan Xingjun looked at Gu Yuan, the corners of his eyes were red, he was slightly taken aback before he took the clothes and said, "Okay."

Gu Yuan was worried, and asked, "Is Master drunk?"

"Drunk?" Yan Xingjun tilted his head, "No."

It seems that the action is just a bit slow, and there is no tendency to play drunk.

Yan Xingjun, who took the clothes, looked at the new clothes and then at the old clothes on his body. Before Gu Yuan could react, he took off his coat with a swish.

Gu Yuan: "!!!"

Gu Yuan: "Master!"

Yan Xingjun, who was about to take off his underwear, raised his head and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Disciple, disciple first, disciple now outside, etc."

In Gu Yuan's two lifetimes, he has never been so embarrassed as he is now. He hastily got up and hid outside the door, closing the door.

Leaning against the door, listening to the rustling sound of the master changing clothes inside, Gu Yuan could only feel his heart beating violently in his chest.

The sound of people coming and going in the inn, punching and drinking, children crying, and drinking and fighting, could be heard in Gu Yuan's ears. Gu Yuan only hated how his hearing was so good. , You can also hear the voice inside the door.

Feeling extremely flustered, Gu Yuan didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only walk back and forth at the door.

A strange and fearful feeling was born in his heart.

"You will become a catastrophe on your master's merciless path." A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in Gu Yuan's mind, and he stopped walking.

It is the prophecy of the snake in the cave of the sky.

There is also the situation where Master's face changed drastically after seeing the prophecy, it must have something to do with him.

Gu Yuan felt extremely panicked, holding the flute around his waist tightly with one hand, like a person floating on the sea finally grabbing a piece of driftwood.

He died early, so he always felt that he would not be a catastrophe for Master, but when he thought of Master's anxious appearance when he died, he suddenly became uncertain again.

He had never seen Master in such a hurry, his face was extremely pale, because he walked too hastily, his body was stained with dust, and even his hair was messed up.

The door opened with a click, and Gu Yuan turned around abruptly.

Yan Xingjun picked up his clothes and called out pitifully, "Little apprentice."

"Master." Gu Yuan walked up to Yan Xingjun in three steps and two steps, and shouted, "The apprentice is here."

Yan Xingjun was already thin, the clothes were a bit long for him, and the belt was loosely tied around his waist, which looked like it might fall off at any time. As soon as he moved around, Gu Yuan felt that the belt would fall off in a second. on the ground.

Gu Yuan sighed and said, "Master, wait a moment."

Yan Xingjun stopped obediently.

Gu Yuan fastened the belt, and suddenly found that the master's drunken belt could not be tied anymore, but the flute he gave to the master was tied on the master's body very firmly, and he couldn't shake it no matter how much he shook it.

An inexplicable feeling lingered in Gu Yuan's heart, and just as Gu Yuan wanted to touch it, Yan Xingjun patted his hand lightly.

Yan Xingjun didn't turn his head back and said, "Mine."

Gu Yuan nodded and moved his hand away: "It belongs to the master, the disciple will not touch it anymore."

Hearing the voice of the little apprentice, Yan Xingjun realized who he was hitting, and hurriedly grabbed Gu Yuan's hand again, stretched out to the flute and said, "You can touch it."

Gu Yuan said: "The clothes seem to be too big."

The tail of the clothes was dragging on the ground, Gu Yuan straightened his waist, only to realize that he was already almost a head taller than the master, and before he left, he was still shorter than the master.

Shizun, who was shorter than him, looked up at him with a galaxy hidden in his eyes, shining brightly.

Gu Yuan suddenly wanted to touch Master's head, and he did.

The soft hair clung to his palm obediently, and the owner who was touched also lowered his head and rubbed it, looking quite like when "Fourteen Swords" rubbed against Gu Yuan.

The action of the sword often represents the thoughts of its owner, this sentence is absolutely true.

Withdrawing his hand, Yan Xingjun pulled Gu Yuan again and said, "Disciple, come and eat."

He wanted to eat it a long time ago, but because the little apprentice was away, he didn't start it.

Yan Xingjun walked in a hurry, accidentally stepped on his clothes, tripped and threw himself forward.

Gu Yuan quickly grabbed Yan Xingjun and led him in his direction.

It was not a problem to support a person with Gu Yuan's cultivation, but when the master leaned on him, Gu Yuan's mind went blank, and the two of them lost their center of gravity and lay back.

It fell to the ground with a snap.

Gu Yuan hurriedly stood behind him to prevent Yan Xingjun from getting hurt.

Yan Xingjun blinked his eyes, and seemed to realize that he seemed to have made a big mistake, and got up in a hurry, but when he got up, his hands were pressed against his hair again, and he had to fall back again, and his face fell directly towards Gu Yuan's.

These things happened so fast, when Gu Yuan realized it, he only felt the warmth on his face, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Master's delicate face and thick and slender crow eyelashes.

Yan Xingjun blushed completely, like a peach blossom in March in Yangchun, slowly blooming, extremely delicate and beautiful.

Yan Xingjun got up quickly, and jumped far away like a bunny, blushing, "It's all because the clothes are too long, I, I, I accidentally..."

The wine finally woke up more than half of it.

As a master, he will always be cute and silly in some inexplicable places.

The little rabbit was frightened just now, and the whole rabbit wanted to shrink into the hole, but when it saw an acquaintance in front of it, it wagged its short tail and wanted to get closer.

Don't be scared anymore, or the little rabbit will really run into the hole.

Gu Yuan had never put his voice so softly before, and comforted, "Well, is Master eating?"

It was all because of this meal that Yan Xingjun got drunk and did so many stupid things in the end. Yan Xingjun couldn't wait to speak harshly and stop eating. After smelling the smell, he was finally persuaded. Gu Yuan dragged him to sit on the seat, raised his Chopsticks.

After taking the first bite, my eyes lit up.

Because there was roast chicken in the dish, Yan Xingjun tried to take a bite and put it in his mouth to taste carefully, as if he wanted to tell what ingredients were in it and how to make it, so that it would be convenient for him to go back and make it for the little apprentice.

After eating everything, Yan Xingjun couldn't sit still for a long time, so he pulled Gu Yuan and said he wanted to go outside to have a look.

Gu Yuan bought a suitable dress again, and after changing it for Master, the two went out.

The lively yelling echoed throughout the street.

Yan Xingjun came to a booth and asked, "Little apprentice, what is this?"

"Osmanthus cake, Master, would you like to try it?"

The passers-by looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the stall and said to the vendor, "Come here.".

The man took out a copper coin from his pocket and put it in the vendor's hand. After the vendor received the money, he handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to him.

Yan Xingjun followed that man's example and took out a spirit stone, intending to give it to the vendor.

Gu Yuan stopped and said, "Master, use this."

Lingshi can indeed be used in the lower realms, but it is precious because it is rare, and it can be worth ten thousand taels of gold, which is not something a small trader can keep.

After taking a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Yan Xingjun couldn't wait to move to the next stall.

He had just finished eating, but he looked as if he could eat all he could along this street.

Gu Yuan followed beside him, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Master's stature looks a little taller than before?

After observing for a while, Gu Yuan finally confirmed his guess.

When his master was walking, he tiptoed quietly.

The author has something to say: Yan Xingjun: QAQ is absolutely not allowed for a teacher to be shorter than his apprentice! !He was still in the growth period, and when he was growing up, how could he lose now as a teacher!