Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Farewell to Xiao Chen, the two of them took the meat and walked all the way to the middle of Shu, and arrived in Yuzhou in only half a day.

Yu Fuchen was puzzled, "Master, when mentioning Shuzhong and Wushan Ferry, the first thing that comes to mind must be Jincheng and Mianzhou. Why did you choose Yuzhou? It looks very prosperous here, but compared to Yangzhou The city is much worse, it doesn't look like a land protected by the sect at all, it looks... just a small town where mortals live together?"

Hawkers in the city yelled one after another, two or three girls snickered and walked together, and bare-bottomed children ran around all over the street. This scene of being friendly to the people could not even detect the slightest aura of cultivating the world. Yu Fuchen could not help but suspect that there was something wrong with this. fraudulent.

On the other hand, the man who was wearing a woman's suit that fit him perfectly, let his bangs fall to cover his empty eye sockets after losing his ghost pupils, wrapped his flesh tightly with a small quilt, and removed Yu Fuchen's hair Crown, his hands were covered with ashes and his face was covered with dust before he gave up.

"For Deng Tuzi, the wild flowers in the backcountry also have a special flavor. If you don't see them today, you will always see them in a few days. I don't believe that the father and son who are not as good as pigs and dogs will abandon evil and do good."

The more he groped, the more he felt that the words were not quite right. After tasting for a long time, Yu Fuchen asked cautiously.

"Master, you... Could it be that the past..."

"Shut up! I haven't been taken advantage of!!"

"..."

How could you not ask yourself?

Seeing his frantic appearance, Yu Fuchen knew that this matter must be a hurdle he couldn't get over, so he didn't bring it up wisely, and changed the subject while pinching his chubby face.

"Sister Huan, our son is cute, thank you for your hard work."

"What's the hard work, it's not my life..."

Just in the middle of speaking, Yu Fuchen blocked his mouth with a forced kiss.

When he was close, he seldom remained inattentive, not only that, but also his eyes flicked around. Seeing his reaction, Feng Changhuan guessed that there was someone beside him, so he fell silent.

Yu Fuchen quietly raised his lips a little, taking advantage of the time to take a breath, softly said: "Here we are..."

Fu immediately pressed against the man's lips to absorb his breath, if he didn't know that he was heartless, Feng Changhuan would really think that he had grown up.

"Ouch, who's wild boy didn't like this, he dared to make out with people in the street, tsk~"

This cynical, playful boy's tone sounded behind him, and Yu Fuchen knew that the big fish had been hooked. He blinked at Feng Changhuan, and pushed him away pretending to be cowardly, with an extremely exaggerated expression on his face. He piled up flattering smiles.

"Grandpa, I don't like disturbing your eyes, so I'll take my wife and leave."

After finishing speaking, he tightened Feng Changhuan's hand and squeezed it, asking him to cooperate with the performance.

Taking the opportunity to look at the arrogant person in front of him, he looked to be in his early twenties, good-looking, but his conduct was a bit bad, presumably he was the notorious young master of Wu Shandu.

Don't ask why you don't suspect that it is another rampant bully. Just looking at the two masked monks behind him in black clothes with hidden weapons hidden everywhere, you can know that this person is very important in Wushandu.

Yu Fuchen bent down and pulled Feng Changhuan away, and the moment the latter's messy hair scattered in front of his forehead was tossed by the wind, Gu Yanyan happened to see that person's beautiful side face, and his heart stopped beating. , was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Yu Fuchen, who deliberately slowed down, with his backhand.

"Master, do you have anything else to do?"

Unexpectedly, Gu Yanyan slapped him aside, stared straight at the beauty next to him, carefully looked around, looked a little strange, without the covetousness of a lustful person, but rather It's... an indescribable meaning.

Suspicious in Yu Fuchen's heart, he still smiled to make way for others on the surface.

"You... have we met somewhere?"

Such an old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation, isn't it like the young master Wu Shandu who once lived among thousands of flowers?

Feng Changhuan was indifferent to this, shaking his head and looking down at the fleshy body in his arms, hugging him tightly for fear that others would see the cub who has not yet cultivated into a human form.

The most normal reaction echoed the scene in his memory, Gu Yanyan had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly connected to the broken string.

"I remember! I remember you, you are the one who brought the lost me back to Wushandu!!"

When Yu Fuchen heard this, he was choked to death by the saliva, and looked at Feng Changhuan, who had no fluctuation in his expression, with a face of disbelief. Could it be possible that Master Xindao had also favored someone in Wushandu?If he has something to do with this young master, things will be easier in the future.

The little wild wolf winked at this side, Feng Changhuan saw that he had ulterior motives, but unfortunately he couldn't remember any relationship with the person in front of him, so he could only cough lightly and squeeze his throat, and tried very cautiously.

"My son is..."

"It's me, don't you remember? Nearly ten years ago, you also passed by Yuzhou with a newborn child in your arms. At that time, I was separated from my followers and couldn't find my way home. You personally took me Send me back to Wushandu! You were a shy girl at that time, but I didn’t expect you to be married as a woman, and compared to when you lost your appearance back then, you’re even more charming, beautiful... like someone walking out of a painting.”

Yu Fuchen absolutely agrees with both hands and feet to say that Feng Changhuan is so beautiful that he is not like ordinary people, but charming...

"My lord, are you blind?"

"What did you say?"

"I mean... I mean, my lord, you know people with your eyes! A few days ago, my wife had a serious illness, and the high fever burned away all the memories of the past. I felt sorry for my wife, so I took my wife back to the old place. I met you unexpectedly, it's God's will! If you don't mind, young master, can you tell me about my wife's encounter with you in the past, so as to help my wife recover her memory as soon as possible?"

Even he himself believed the nonsense, Feng Changhuan sighed beside him, but he really didn't remember ever meeting Gu Yanyan, maybe he got the wrong person.

If this person is really so important to Young Master Gu, it's okay to pretend... just to say sorry to the right owner.

"Oh! How could I have suffered such a disaster. At that time, you sent me back to Wushan Ferry and then turned around and left. I tried to find you later and disappeared. If you get involved with Xiujie, you will end up in a turbulent end, tell me not to harm you because of my own selfishness, that's why I never..."

The eloquence and emotion he said did not seem to be false, so Yu Fuchen did not doubt the authenticity of the words, but he mentioned the old man Gu Lan in his words, would the old man say such considerate words with his heart?

There must be fraud!

Before Yu Fuchen could ask further, the two Wushan Ferrymen guarding behind Gu Yanyan confirmed their eyes, and one of them leaned into the young master's ear and whispered something, and the stupid son of the landlord's family immediately showed embarrassment.

"That's right, if you want to bring them back to the sect, you have to be unaware..."

Gu Yanyan looked at Feng Changhuan, and Yu Fuchen suddenly felt something was wrong.

Half an hour later, sitting on the carriage to Wushan Ferry, the little wild wolf rested his chin on his hands and looked miserable, his face was deformed with worry.

"Master, don't you think things are going too smoothly?"

At this moment, Feng Changhuan was leaning against the corner, not caring about his image, the skirt was lifted up to his thighs, and the neckline was wide open, obviously fed up with this restrictive outfit.

"So what, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger's cub? That's why you tricked me into coming here, isn't it?"

"How could it be? The matter between the master and the apprentice can't be called a lie... Besides, isn't the master very happy?"

Hearing what he said, Feng Changhuan immediately leaned in front of him and met his eyes. Seeing his eyes dodging, he squeezed his face.

"You are so rebellious, the wolf cub has grown up, and even the master dares to speak rashly?"

"How dare I, Master, this night lotus flower is something that I can see from a distance but not be desecrated. I respect you before it's too late, so how can I make unreasonable remarks?"

The smooth-talking skills only increased, the more he looked at his playful smiling face, the more Feng Changhuan became annoyed, looking back at the chubby who was still sleeping soundly in the swaddle, grabbed Yu Fuchen's ears and planted him in the bed On the side, taking advantage of the trend, stepped up to his waist and grabbed his collar to speak a lesson.

This pose is too exciting. Yu Fuchen has seen it before in "Cocktail 72 Styles", but he has never dared to try it, and he has never thought about what it would be like if the master took the initiative to gallop. Speaking of which, the nosebleeds flowed first.

Seeing his virtue, Feng Changhuan should have scolded him sharply, but the blood rushed to his forehead, and he was dizzy for a while, and collapsed softly on Yu Fuchen's chest, even his voice softened.

"You... a traitor who doesn't speak the truth..."

He twisted his waist and wanted to get up, but was held down by Yu Fuchen and couldn't move.

As a master, he was naturally unwilling to be at a disadvantage, and wanted to speak out, but Yu Fuchen covered his mouth.

"Hush, Master, have you noticed anything wrong?"

Sudden fatigue all over the body, and there is a certain place that is about to move, and there will be ghosts when things are right! !

But Feng Changhuan couldn't speak bluntly, so he buried himself in his arms and nodded.

Not only Feng Changhuan, but even Yu Fuchen himself was throbbing unbearably. After searching around, he found that incense was burned in the corner of the carriage at some point.

"Gu Yanyan!!"

That dandy who seems to only know how to eat, drink and have fun is obviously playing with them to lure the ignorant young woman on the grounds of repaying his favor...cough!I don't know how many times this boy from a good family has used this routine, his acting skills are so realistic, he deserves to be killed! !

"damn thing……"

Yu Fuchen picked up the knife and was about to rush out of the car to argue with others. He was a little dizzy due to the effect of the medicine, but he didn't stagger around. He was about to kick the car door when he felt his belt being pulled away.

Looking back, the usually upright and upright Master was blushing, his clothes were half covered, his eyes were reddish, his lips were biting his lips and he was panting, which completely subverted the former abstinence posture.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a bead of sweat ran along the curve, and unexpectedly pressed against Yu Fuchen's body, exhaling the scorching breath.

"Master, be more sober, this is trying to die!"

"It doesn't matter whether he dies or not, every day counts as a happy day... If you don't give it to me, I'll take it myself..."

[You and me in a harmonious society, Lujiang Net depends on everyone]

The author has something to say: I heard that someone wants to see Shizun's women's clothing?Is the women's clothing exciting enough?

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