Master, you have changed

Feng opened his eyes this night, looked at the starry sky outside the window, felt the cool breeze, and heard the person next to him breathing lightly on the small table beside the bed with his arms under his pillow and half his face exposed, he couldn't help but breathe lightly.

Looking down at that person's peaceful sleeping face, my heart felt soft, did Master just keep guarding me like this?

It's just sleepy, but not comatose, what a fool...

But... the master cares about himself, can you think that the master cares about himself a little bit?

This kind of gentle treatment that has never been experienced makes people want to ask for more... a lot!

In the darkness, the darkness of night was reflected in his dark eyes, as if there was a demon living in it, evil and ready to move.

Feng Ye suppressed the sudden turbulent and unfamiliar emotions, resisted the urge to lean over, and looked out the window to divert attention.

cannot!Can't show it yet!

I had a good sleep this time, although I dreamed about some unhappy past events, but they were all past events, not the same as the present.

The flowers and plants outside the window are swaying, and there is a slight sawtooth sound. The flower and plant demon, which was once famous for eating living things, twists its body in the night wind, stretching its stems and leaves to look at the window. In the night, it looks like a group of green snakes twisting and sniffing strangers.

Feng Jiye quietly sat up from the bed, waved his hand out the window, and smiled silently as a greeting.

The flower and plant demon can't walk, and has no wisdom. It follows instinct in everything it does, and retreats after sensing the owner's strong life breath.

There was a whirring sound in the wind, and there was a crackling sound, as if something hard was crushed and broken, a dark golden shadow suddenly appeared in front of the window, and the black and golden head that almost filled half of the window was suspended one meter away, stretching extremely fast. Probe with a forked tongue.

Blocked by Feng Ye's wind technique, and after being warmly welcomed by the other party, Hu Qingjue was afraid of waking up, so he said with his mouth: "Long time no see, gold coin"

The gold coin has a little wisdom, but it is very low, about like a two or three-year-old child, ignorant and stubborn, insisting on licking, was dodged several times, refused to let go, and was even so wronged that he wanted to cry.

Feng Yiye didn't know how he related this terrifying appearance to Xuan Ran's desire to cry, but for no reason he felt that the gold coin was aggrieved and it was funny.

While avoiding intimacy, he touched its enlarged head with a smile, and said lightly, "What have you experienced in the past half month? Why have you become more clingy? Hmm... Should I lose weight?"

As soon as his hand was covered with cold, Jin Coin took the opportunity to squeeze into the room, opened his mouth wide, his fangs were cold, and his red tongue stretched out again, begging to be touched comfortably.

From a distance, it looks like a terrifying giant python eating people.

Feng Yeye had no choice but to satisfy its enthusiasm, and just wanted to coax it, but suddenly the ice blue reflected the cold white glow in front of him, and the snake letter was frozen into ice strips when it was half an inch away from the cheek.

Gold coin dragged its frozen tongue, stared back across the wind and night, the vertical core in his eyes contracted into a dangerous thin line, twisted his head and body, and swam swiftly and neatly.

The sound of hula hula stopped, and the aura outside the window was dim. The aurora butterfly passed by the window to inspect its territory.

Feng Ye said embarrassedly: "Master, I'm sorry, I woke you up..."

Hu Qingjue got up, lit the lamp, and the room was full of light. Because he just woke up, his expression was not as cold as usual, and the light reflected it was very soft, and said: "Wake up and go wash up."

Feng nodded his head at night, feeling the cool wind was very comfortable, seeing the icy colors on the top of the peak by the moonlight, warming his heart, he said: "Master"

Hu Qingjue looked down at him.

Feng Yiye's previous gentleness was immediately thrown away, wishing he could bury himself on him, but he couldn't, not yet!

He chuckled and spread his hands out: "It's almost morning, master go to rest, apprentice, I'm alive again~"

Hu Qingjue showed disapproval, urged him to take a bath, turned and left.

After Feng Ziye washed up, he felt refreshed, but he was uncomfortable with the large and small bruises on his body. When he carefully put on his light pajamas and went back to the living room, there was a bowl of white unidentified objects sprinkled with vegetable leaves on the table.

I sat down with excitement, and was shocked to find that it was really porridge!The porridge cooked by Master himself!

But what about rice?melted?The soup is so thick and sticky...the vegetable leaves are raw?slightly more salt...

He swallowed a spoonful with a pious heart, and his eyes became hot.

There were a few pieces of ice on the table, Hu Qingjue stood aside, looking at the sky through the window, but Feng Yeye still felt nervous.

Said: "Master, is this your first time cooking?"

Hu Qingjue responded coldly: "No"

"Really? Let's eat together? Is Master hungry?"

Hu Qingjue looked at him from the corner of his eye, turned back to the house, was grabbed by Feng Yeye, and put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, Hu Qingjue seemed to be fixed, his whole body was frozen, then he lost his elegance and walked out a few steps, spit out the porridge, rinsed After eating several times, after entering the house, he looked very indifferent and took away the porridge and water.

Feng Yiye was out of breath laughing, and stretched out his hands to protect the bowl: "Isn't it really the first time cooking?"

Hu Qingjue's cold face turned black, and there seemed to be a "killing" look in his eyes.

Feng didn't let him take it away at night, he drank it happily and said with a smile: "Apprentice thinks it's delicious~"

Hu Qingjue froze, stared at the bottom of the empty bowl for a while without saying a word, then returned to the room with a cold aura in her lowered eyes.

Feng laughed even more happily this night, and went to clean up the dishes in a good mood, and smiled even more happily when he saw the vegetable leaves all over the ground, and picked up those leaves and threw them to the dormant flower demon.

It was still early and the sky was full of stars. He walked around Anju Peak and found that the vegetable field was deserted. Master Xin Dao should come back every day to buy vegetables to feed these guys.

Looking for a hoe, I was determined to replant vegetables. I caught a glimpse of Hu Qingjue going out with white gauze wound medicine, and immediately threw away the tools and ran over.

"Master, will you give me medicine?"

Hu Qing paused for a while, swallowed it back, and nodded to signal him to sit down.

There are stone tables and chairs under the ivy tree in front of the door, Feng Ziye rushed over in three or two steps, he didn't look like a wounded person, quickly dragged off his clothes, revealing half of his body.

The hand that was about to pull off the shirt was held down, Hu Qingjue stared at the scratch on his shoulder, and applied the medicine without squinting.

The warm fingers on his body wandered around, the ointment was cool, and the ice cubes on the top of the peak evaporated the heat of midsummer, but Feng felt his body was hot that night, so he glanced at his lower body calmly, regretting his decision to let Master apply the medicine on his own initiative.

A layer of gauze was tied on his upper body, and seeing Hu Qingjue squatting down to wipe his legs, he immediately grabbed the wound medicine and said decisively: "I can do it myself here! Master has guarded me for a day and a night, go and rest!"

Hu Qingjue glanced at him suspiciously, turned around and went back to the room, it seemed that he was really tired.

The stars faded away bit by bit, the bright moon moved slowly, Feng Yiye sat in the pool, the gauze on his body was in a mess, the ointment had been washed away by the water long ago, and he stared at the wooden house intently, wanting to be cheeky to his master He took medicine, but he didn't have the guts.

Speaking of which, Master was the most injured, and should have been given medicine, but... I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control it! !

It wasn't until three poles in the sun, when all the ice on Anju Peak melted, and the heat wave rolled in, that he got up from the pool and changed into a light white clothes. Thinking that Master must be very hot while resting, he sneaked into the room with a folding fan.

While fanning the wind, I didn't mind at all that I was sweating profusely. I glanced over the locked drawer from time to time, thinking to myself, it's time to practice the lock-picking skills.

He was distracted and didn't notice that Hu Qingjue woke up. He followed him to look at the lock, his eyes flickered, and he got up calmly.

Feng Yiye was startled, quickly came back to his senses, and said with a guilty conscience: "Master, why did you wake up so quickly? Let's sleep again?"

Hu Qingjue said: "No need"

After finishing speaking, he got up and condensed a large piece of ice around the house, and walked into the bathroom.

Feng Yiye found the leftover vegetables to make a simple breakfast, and when the master came out of the bath, he served it on the stone table under the ivy tree.

In the past, he only admired him secretly in the name of practicing swordsmanship with awe, but now he eats together in an open and honest manner, and can even tease a few words from time to time.

As always, he took over the job of washing dishes and laundry, urged Master to rest for a while, and then got busy.

At noon, when the sun was at its highest and the temperature was the hottest, Anju Peak welcomed an uninvited visitor. Luo Yang and Luo Qing came to visit, followed by Mu Yunke who was a little nervous.