Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Suppressing the din of the bar, Ming Sinian shouted loudly to the person on the other end of the phone: "Master! Today is Christmas, you have to be careful that Brother Dog pretends to be an elk to lure you into bed..."

Feng Changhuan was listening vaguely, with a lollipop still in his mouth: "Huh? Raw eggs, Xiao Zhier, lost??"

Ming Sinian: "Yes, yes, master, don't be fooled, this apprentice can only help you here... Wait, I saw that guy from Buyinlou, why did this bastard appear in this place?" This kind of place... If someone dies today, please ask Master to help me carry it, thank you Master in advance, bye bye!!"

Followed by the busy tone of the phone hanging up.

Feng Changhuan sipped the strawberry-flavored lollipop, and responded with a hmm, thinking that young people are now playing with excitement, tsk tsk~

"But what happened to laying eggs, and where did Xiao Zhi'er get lost?"

The old man fiddled with his mobile phone for a long time but failed to find out the contact information of that person. He simply waved his hand, touched two round and smooth eggs in the refrigerator, stuffed them into his clothes and resisted the cold touch, and poured them into the bed with a strange sound.

Here, Yu Fuchen was wearing a scarf that his master had just tied two days ago, and secretly lamented that the man was very talented in spiritual cultivation, but his craftsmanship was not flattering, so he endured the gossip of passers-by and went back to his residence.

Right now, he is holding a red and green gift box in his hand, and he is carrying a decorated dwarf pine on his shoulder. Suddenly, he is a little confused about how to appear on the stage. If that person sees him, he will definitely ridicule him with his old-fashioned aesthetic. stage play...

"...Forget it, who cares about him! If he dares to have an opinion, he can't open his mouth!!"

Skillfully took out the key to open the door, seeing the darkness inside the room, Yu Fuchen was surprised, afraid that the man would be abducted by Sui Chenyue to go to Quanjude to eat duck again, so he hurriedly called: "Master? Are you there, Master?"

The sleeping person did not respond, but was awakened by the sudden lighting of the lights, rubbed his sleepy eyes and let out a cat-like moan. Before he woke up, he was kissed on the forehead by the cold person.

"You are so cold..."

"That's right, Master, this year's Christmas is extremely cold. Fortunately, I have the scarf you gave me to keep out the cold, otherwise I'm afraid I'm going to get sick from the cold."

Feng Changhuan pulled his red paws into the bed to warm them up, sandwiched them between his legs, and asked with a smile, "Is it warmer?"

Yu Fuchen touched the two round and hard things, and couldn't laugh or cry: "It's warm, it's warm, Master, what strange thing did you see to put the eggs in the penis, and suddenly want to be a hen?? "

"What a mess... It's not that Weizhi said you were going to lay eggs and lost your way, but the teacher is here to help you hatch chicks earlier."

"That... really worked hard, Master."

It took a lot of effort before Yu Fuchen explained the origin of Christmas to the man. The man fell into a drowsy sleep, turned over and sat on the quilt, looking at the wolf cub who was busy setting up the Christmas tree in the room. Dissatisfied: "A gringo's birthday is also worth commemorating... I don't even know when I was born."

"How come? Master and I were born together for a day, and rebirth is also life."

"It's true to say that, but if you hatched eggs for a few hours in vain, I don't have any benefit?"

Seeing the starlight in the man's eyes, he was obviously looking forward to something, how could Yu Fuchen have the heart to let him guard the empty bed alone, and he rushed to eat him, suddenly remembered the gift box that was forgotten in the hallway, and he couldn't help it. I would like to move away and give up the tenderness at this moment.

Feng Changhuan was so angry that he was rolling on the bed, wrapped in the whole quilt, vowing to let the wolf cub sleep on the floor, so angry that even Baizi, the cat at the end of the bed who hooked his paws to please him, kicked it off, and saw Yu Fu Chen approached with the cake, and he couldn't help but say that a spoonful of sweet cream was stuffed into his mouth, which relieved him and filled him with dissatisfaction.

Also "humming"...

"Master, you love sweets the most. You have been bored at home and had no chance to go out, so you have never tasted these delicacies. How about giving you a full feast today?"

"Hmph, this little thing...but I can't please my teacher..."

The corners of Mingming Chi's mouth were covered with butter, and his cheeks were still bulging, but he refused to admit it.

Yu Fuchen wiped the sweetness from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and put it into his mouth very naturally. Attracted by the delicacy, he kissed his lips to ask for more.

"You should... not just want to give me this."

"That's natural, Master, come and open the gift I gave you with your own hands."

After seeing the red and green gift box, Feng Changhuan laughed at his aesthetics as expected, which made Yu Fuchen helpless and funny.

"What kind of good things will such an ugly box contain...I am Kangkang, Dumousi suit...a family suit with bumps, large particles, and threaded spikes? 360+5, care about your nightlife every day???"

good, very good, excellent.

Feng Chang cheerfully pushed away the wolf cub who had come forward without knowing what to do, and mercilessly hit the man on the head with the gift box, causing a scream.

"You shameless traitor, you tricked me into being a teacher in a different way, and created an egg festival just to trick me into going to bed. How long are you planning to use this time, three months? One month? Or half a month?? Get lost Ah you! Get out and copy scriptures on your knees!!!”

Yu Fuchen stuck his face on like a piece of dog skin plaster, and his playful smile made people happy: "No, Master, I haven't used it this time, let's try it~~"

"you!!"

The mouth said no, but the body was very honest.

In the middle of the night, facing the master who was sweating profusely and groaning again and again, the wolf cub hugged the man's back tightly, and finally spit out today's tiger-wolf words:

"Master, the egg will not be born, I lost my way inside you, I have to go around for a while before I can come out~~"

"Um……"

The moon sets among the clouds, and the room is full of spring light.

The author has something to say: Merry Christmas to all the cuties! !