Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Master... are you asleep?"

The boy's body was stiff, and so was the one who was curled up in his arms.

Yu Fuchen never thought that he would sleep in the same bed with a man, or in such an ambiguous posture, that after closing his eyes, his mind was filled with unsightly images, which he couldn't get rid of.

To have such rebellious thoughts towards Master is simply...

"My teacher's ears are not good at night, you have to post it to hear clearly."

The man breathed calmly and said indifferently.

Youyou turned her head back, her eyes reflected the moonlight, from which Yu Fuchen saw her outline.

He absolutely didn't dare to look at it, for fear that the reaction would make the master laugh. He treated him with pure feelings, and he was careful not to make a mistake... He even tensed his body and didn't dare to clamp his legs tightly.

He didn't answer for a while, Feng Changhuan simply turned around and leaned on his shoulder unrestrained, with an attitude of satisfaction.

"Xingzhi, it's still a little cold to be a teacher, you hold me tight."

"..."

If someone else is in contact with Feng Changhuan, he will also be affected by the cold poison, and his limbs will become numb and gradually lose consciousness.And Yu Fuchen was born with a pure yang spirit body, even if it is a piece of ice, it can be melted with body temperature.

But facing the man's teasing, he felt a chill coming from behind, which was terrifying.

"Master, you..."

When the words came to his lips, the heavy words could not be uttered.

Thinking of Miss Zhong Kui from Zuiyue Tower, she somehow felt that the word self-respect was very hurtful. If he said it to Feng Changhuan, he would definitely regret it, so his brain got hot and he changed his words:

"Master, you can come to me yourself."

...what is this, an invitation? !

With his permission, Chang Huan for the old disrespect went even further, hitting his chest head first.

When he came back to his senses, the man sat up half of his body with his head propped up, and looked at him with a smile.

"Master?"

"I always feel that you are much more dull than when you were a child. Thinking about it carefully, it should be that I never did anything out of line with you at that time. For some reason, Chonghuo has a lot of desires in his heart that was originally as calm as still water this time. To me, you are simply delicious..."

As he said that, he licked the corner of his mouth in a serious manner. Compared with the trembling Yu Fuchen, he was clearly more attractive.

The latter was full of doubts.

Perhaps he should ask himself why it is delicious, is it true that the master wants to turn into a wild beast and eat him?But he is still more obsessed with the past: "You know me from the past?"

How far do you know...

Feng Changhuan didn't dare to say it, so he hesitated for a moment, and then covered up his timidity with a smile.

"I don't know if being pulled up by a man is a shame for you."

Yu Fuchen thought to himself: Even if there was, it would be more shameful than being forced to lie on the same bed with you now...

He replied: "No matter how stupid you are, you will never forget the kindness of your upbringing. Who does Master think of me?"

"So, what about being raised with blood by a man?"

This time, Feng Changhuan faded away his smile, and deliberately avoided Yu Fuchen's gaze, so he lowered his eyes to look at the wound where the bone was visible deep on the fingertips, the blood condensed and formed a thin layer of scab, which caused a dull pain.

Besides, there was pain somewhere, but he didn't dare to admit it.

Under the reflection of the bright moon, his face became even paler.

Yu Fuchen looked at him, his face became hot, and the hand that wanted to tuck his messy forehead hair behind his ear changed direction halfway, and touched the tip of his nose, feeling quite at a loss.

The action is too intimate, it is really not suitable for the relationship between master and apprentice, but... there is a sense of admiration.

"Master, you are very important to me, right?" He asked. "The old monk said that in the seven years I have forgotten, there is one person who has left a deep impression on my life. That person is you, right?"

"Don't dare."

Feng Changhuan admitted that when he saw the phantom of his childhood behavior on the little beggar, and when he pieced together the remaining memories, he imagined how to answer his inquiry when the master and apprentice recognized each other one day.

He didn't expect that when things came to an end, he, who hadn't tangled up the reason why, would say "Don't dare to take it" lightly, as if a few words were enough to tell their past.

"It's me who came late and caused you this far."

Up to this point, he was still able to speak calmly, but when he spoke again, he cried in an undetectable voice: "Xingzhi... It's because Master didn't protect you well, give me a chance, okay?"

Yu Fuchen wanted to answer, but the next "Please..." made him dumbfounded.

I should have no memory, but my impression of Feng Changhuan also started from the top of Kunlun, under the Lingxiao Pagoda, without much affection, but my heart felt like being cut open by a sharp knife...

"Master, don't cry, I'm afraid I can't coax you well."

He wiped his tears for him, like a little wild wolf who was eager to repay his favor but didn't know what to do.

Wanting to get close, but afraid of hurting people with sharp teeth and claws, wanting to alienate, but the apex of the heart is involved, and the pain is bloody.

Every drop of tears that the master wept is a drop of blood that is cold to the bone.

I remember that he once reprimanded him for being cold-blooded, and said that he would not worship under him no matter what. I think the master at that time was not unconscious, and he accepted it without a single complaint, as if this was the unprovoked malice he should bear.

"Well coaxed, just give me a kiss, try it."

Unbearable that the atmosphere was so heavy, Feng Changhuan acted childishly, pointed to his lips, and moved closer.

Yu Fuchen could even feel the man's breath on his face, it was...too close.

Almost touching the tip of the nose, one could feel the man's long and thick eyelashes brushing his cheeks, causing a slight itchiness.

To kiss...or not to kiss? !

This is indecent, but if the master takes the initiative, just push the boat along with the flow and it will be fine...

Knowing that he was treasonous and unethical, but he didn't feel disgusted, and he didn't want to resist!

Could it be because Master is so beautiful?

"Master, Master!"

"What, are you afraid?"

"How could it be? Master isn't even afraid. I have nothing to be afraid of."

He made a gesture to go forward, but when he was about to touch it, he smelled something strange from it.

Master was harmed by the cold poison, his whole body was icy cold, and his lips should be the same...

In the past, the old monk told him the legend of ghosts, those monsters disguised as beautiful women always lure ignorant men into their arms, and take the opportunity to extract energy and even souls...

Could it be that Master also wants to steal some yang energy from him?

Thinking of this, he stopped again.

Don't underestimate Xun for a moment, under the complex thoughts of a young man, he can imagine in a flick of his fingers.

He even guessed how the master's lips would taste, cold but soft... He likes to eat cakes, which should be sweet, but he said a lot to himself, enduring the pain caused by the forbidden spell, and still With a hint of blood...

"Master, I..."

"You still don't dare. It's okay, there's nothing wrong with taking the initiative as a teacher."

Seeing the man closing his eyes and leaning forward, Yu Fuchen, who was still agitated, lost his feet and moved back involuntarily.

"Master! Wait, I'm not ready yet!"

He leaned his back against the bed rail, there was no room to dodge, a cold kiss was about to fall, and he closed his eyes in resignation.

Being kissed... There's nothing wrong with it, the one who took advantage of it might be myself.

He held his breath and waited for that person to approach, for a long time...no response.

Puzzled in his heart, the young man tentatively opened his eyes, only narrowed a gap, and saw that man was very close at hand, smiling nicely, with a bit of mischievousness, as if he had to open his eyes to see before he would kiss.

The wolf cub was a little confused, and the old fox took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, bowing his head and trying to peck him on the lips.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a loud noise, and the ground shook immediately.

Due to this tremor, the kiss that should have landed on Yu Fuchen's lips also deviated to the corner of his lips.

A young man who is not a human being, even if he is like a superficial touch, is enough to lose his mind for a long time, but for Yu Feng Changhuan, more than ten years...

The fatty meat he had been waiting for for more than ten years passed his mouth inexplicably, and it was only covered with a little bit of oil, which was not enough to satisfy his hunger, but made him even more hungry...

He twisted the quilt under his body with both hands, and his eyes showed bloodthirsty anger because he failed to get what he wanted.

If it's possible, it's okay to make it up again, but the rare and gentle atmosphere is destroyed.Yu Fuchen saw his face change, and then his eyes became cold and stern, and there was even a faint murderous look, as if he suddenly changed himself.

"Master? What's wrong with you?"

He couldn't confirm it for a while, and wanted to stop him, but Feng Changhuan got up, grabbed a coat and put it on his shoulders, and said coldly: "The commotion is not small, go out and have a look for the teacher, don't move around here, wait I come back."

Yu Fuchen still wanted to stop people, but the strangeness just now made him uneasy, but Feng Changhuan strode out, only his back was hidden in the night.

"Master..." he said helplessly, "You are wearing my clothes..."

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"So, why is Master in your room?"

Even if Ming Si Nian wanted to break the sky, he would never guess that his master and junior would sleep on the same bed.

At this moment, he was alarmed by the noise before going out to check, and when he glanced at Yu Fuchen, his face was red with disheveled clothes.

"It's a long story, but it's you, is your injury alright?" Looking around, he didn't find Bu Yinlou. "Is the young master of Lingxue Palace here?"

"Don't mention him!" Ming Si Nian said as he tied his belt, "He asked me to stay here and not run around. He will come back when he finds out the situation."

"...Do you have something to say?"

Ming Sinian sighed, poured a glass of wine and drank it by himself.

He beckoned Yu Fuchen to sit down with him, struggled for a long time, and finally managed to say: "There is something that I want to entrust you to pass to Master."

On weekdays, if he talked more with Feng Changhuan, this person would be jealous and awkward for a long time. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he wants to give it up to others... Isn't it his temper?

Astonishment was expected, Ming Sinian took out the wrapped things from the Qiankun bag and handed them to him.

"It's a hookah stick. Master is suffering from a forbidden curse. He always vomits blood, which is not a solution. I prepared tobacco leaves for Master according to Taoyuan's secret recipe, which can relieve the pain."

"If you are so caring, Master will be happy. Why do you want me to pass it on?"

"I feel that you...have an unusual relationship with Master."

Hearing his words, Yu Fuchen choked on his saliva and coughed violently for a while.

...Could it be that he has found himself sharing the bed with Master?

This happened only today, there is no reason, could it be that Buyin Building informed...

Little Wild Wolf was in an extremely complicated mood, and he didn't know whether to answer or explain, it was very embarrassing.

"I do not have."

There is no silver 300 taels here, which is even more suspicious.

In fact, what Ming Si Nian was referring to was only his ability to please Feng Changhuan. Every time he was with Master, that person would always smile tightly, seemingly amiable, but in fact he was alienated. He's the extra one.

... He is a person with an extremely sensitive heart, and a slight change in the attitude of others will cause discomfort, so he will alienate him first.

The elm-headed junior didn't have an exquisite mind, and didn't know how to think deeply about the meaning, so he responded immediately, playing with the shiny black hookah stick decorated with pearls and jade, secretly lamenting that this senior brother is really extravagant.

"Could it be that this is also..."

"From I Ting Yu Lou."

An unfamiliar and deep male voice answered, and the two turned their heads.

There was a dark figure standing at the corner of the corridor, leaning on the railing, looking at them in a lazy manner.

"Are you from Ting Yulou?"

Ming Sinian finally recalled the familiar man in black who passed him by in the corridor before, and listened carefully to this voice...

"Yun Wuyu?"

Yun Wuyu, who came uninvited, took off his hood and smiled brightly: "Long time no see, I don't know if Master is still okay?"

"I left Taoyuan, and now I am under the tutelage of others. The master is very safe, so don't worry about it."

Yu Fuchen was confused. It was rumored that Tingyulou was entrusted and assigned by people from all walks of life in the repair world. There were shadow halls and dark scenes under it. There was no clear position, so what they did was extremely secretive.

The person in front of him doesn't know what kind of position he holds in the building, but he appears here aboveboard, is it because of a mission?

Compared with Ming Sinian, Yun Wuyu was still more interested in Yu Fuchen, so he flew over the railing and jumped to the side of the two, taking advantage of the opportunity to wink at the former, causing Daju to explode in an instant.

"Yun Wuyu! You must be sick!!"

"Hush—to tell you the truth, I have a big baby here today, do you want to see it?"

"roll!"

"Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions, I just want to return to Zhao."

Saying that, Yun Wuyu took out a jade pendant from his sleeve with a red thread hooked on it. It was crystal clear and top-grade, but a crack in the middle was shocking.

Yu Fuchen recognized at a glance that it was something he had no choice but to mortgage to the innkeeper, and subconsciously tried to snatch it, but Yun Wuyu took the jade pendant back before him.

Remembering that the item no longer belonged to him, and he had no ability to redeem it, the young man had no choice but to withdraw in resentment.

Ming Sinian seemed to see two pointed ears on his head, hanging down listlessly, and even the tail that often wags behind him was caught between his legs at the moment.

How shrewd Ming Si Nian is, he guessed that he took good care of her in recent days, and the money for board, lodging and medicine came from this.

He patted Yu Fuchen's shoulder, and stretched out his hand to Yun Wuyu.

"This jade pendant is my junior brother's favorite, please return it."

"Don't get me wrong, I bought this thing because I saw it being wasted in the hands of mortals. I don't want to mention the price for now. I want to sell it for a favor. Why don't I ask this fellow Taoist to tell me how I got the jade pendant, and I will return it to Zhao. .”

Yu Fuchen was very moved by the conditions offered, but he really had no impression of the origin of the jade pendant. When he opened his eyes in Fozong, the jade pendant was already worn on his chest. It may be worthless, but it is unique to him.

Yu Fuchen pondered for a moment and replied: "I don't have a story, but it is very important."

Everyone was silent, and Ming Si Nian was no exception.

He felt himself... touched for a moment.I don't know if it's sympathy for his disliked junior, or it reminds me of myself.

So he straightened up and took the jade pendant back from Yun Wuyu's hand.

Surprisingly, the latter did not dodge.

Yu Fuchen thanked him, took the jade pendant and hung it around his neck, and the moist jade was stuck to his heart, exuding warmth.

If it is true as the master said, he had a relationship with the master during the seven years that he has no memory, then this jade pendant should also be related to the master.

Holding the jade pendant, he grasped his own past, which was enough to find the place where he came from and set foot on the way home.

"I am a kind-hearted person. I hope the world will be peaceful. I want to remind you to retreat in time before the mountain rain is about to come. I didn't expect it to be a step too late."

Yun Wuyu raised his hand, looking at the shimmering agate ring on his index finger by the dim candlelight.

"I sold you a favor. By the way, I would like to advise you to leave Yangzhou City as soon as possible."

"Why? We've only been here a week."

"Your whereabouts have been exposed. What happened tonight is just the beginning. Some people want to harm you, and they have already acted secretly. Remember from now on, don't trust anyone."

Yun Wuyu waved his hand, turned around and strode out the door. Ming Sinian's face was very ugly, he chased him, and asked in a cold voice: "Is that what that person meant, or did you just mess up the situation yourself?"

"Don't worry about it, everyone is the same, and it won't hurt you."

"Believe your nonsense!"

"You don't believe me, so why ask me?" Yun Wuyu smiled first, then continued with a restrained expression: "At this point, the disaster of that year has become clear, if he is alive, he will be wronged one day, and if he dies, he will bear the eternal infamy. Ming Si Nian, it's not just you, that junior has a long way to go~"

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