Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Suddenly hearing someone calling her name, Shen Miaoling paused and looked back.

Under the shadow of the lights, Youdao's figure was very familiar.

"Father!"

Shen Miaoling was finally willing to let go of Yun Shuhua's sleeves, lifted the hem of her skirt and ran up in three steps and two steps, and threw herself into Shen Zhe's arms.

"Father, you are finally back, my daughter misses you so much."

Shen Zhe caressed Shen Miaoling's back lovingly, and was about to say something when he suddenly remembered that Jing Fan was watching beside him, so he felt a little embarrassed, so he straightened his daughter in his arms, turned his head and said: " Immortal...Young Master."

But he saw Jing Fan's cold pool-like pupils staring straight ahead.

Across the endless stream of tourists and peddlers, Yun Shuhua also saw him. The two looked at each other on the bustling street, and their minds were shocked.

Yun Shuhua stared blankly at Jing Fan as if he was frozen in place.

Who is he?

In his memory, he seemed to have never seen such a person before. If he had known him before, he would definitely remember it. After all, this person's aura is too strong, and his face is so outstanding, it's hard to forget.

However, why does the subconscious mind feel that this person... is very kind?

Almost subconsciously and uncontrollably, she wanted to talk to him and get close to him.

Thinking of this, Yun Shuhua was frightened by his rude thoughts, and was shocked in place for a moment, staring blankly at the other party, not knowing how to react.

Jing Fan on the opposite side didn't seem to care about his straightforward and explicit sizing, and smiled and nodded to him as a greeting.

Only then did Yun Shuhua come back to his senses.

"Shuhua, what are you still doing there in a daze, come forward," Shen Zhe called his name, and said to the two juniors, "This is Mr. Jing who was invited from the Five Realms Immortal League to eliminate demons for my father." , but I want to do Zhudi a big favor, so hurry up and say hello."

Afterwards, he introduced the two of them to Jing Fan.

Shen Miaoling turned her head and glanced at Yun Shuhua behind her. The latter noticed her gaze and looked back at her.

Both of them came to understand together, it turned out that this person is a Taoist cultivator.

It's really strange that such a good-looking person would not marry a wife or have children, and would rather spend his whole life practicing Taoism.

As soon as this idea came to Shen Miaoling's mind, it immediately reminded her of Yun Shuhua.

Before Brother Yun lost his memory... Isn't it the same?

Shen Miaoling felt uneasy, so she turned to look at Yun Shuhua again, and saw that he and Jing Fan had natural expressions, and they didn't seem to be familiar with each other.

The feeling of uneasiness slowly subsided.

However, it was the first time she saw a man with such an amazing appearance, so she couldn't help but look at him for a while, but this Mr. Jing looked very cold, as if he didn't like to talk to others.

In the end, it was Yun Shuhua who spoke first, bowed his head and said, "...Young Master Jing."

Shen Miaoling also said hello.

Yun Shuhua stood up straight, and then consciously stepped aside, waiting for Shen Zhe to speak, there was no need to go on wandering around for the sake of Qiqiao Festival.It would not be long before Shen Zhe would take everyone back home.

He stood there obediently without speaking, but he couldn't help but glance at Jing Fan from the corner of his eye.

But every time he peeked, he was discovered by Mr. Jing, and he looked back at him with a half-smile, as if he could see through him.

Tonight's self is really a bit strange, Yun Shuhua was secretly annoyed, closed his eyes, decided to abide by the etiquette, and never do any deviant behavior again.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the rapid heartbeat was magnified ten times, disturbing his thoughts.

Yun Shuhua stretched out his hand and gently stroked his chest, his expression froze.

My heart is beating faster, what does it mean?

"Ling'er, being a father didn't disturb you and Shuhua walking the streets tonight, right?" Shen Zhe smiled kindly, and joked to his flushed daughter.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Shen Miaoling's face, and she said loudly, "No, if you don't come, father, brother Yun and I will go back."

Fortunately, Dad showed up in time, otherwise, she didn't know how to persuade Yun Shuhua not to go to those Hualiu Alleys.

Shen Zhe nodded, then turned to look at Jing Fan: "I think Mr. Jing only arrived in Zhucheng today?"

The two young juniors looked up.

Jing Fan lowered his eyes: "Exactly."

Shen Zhe observed his words and took advantage of the victory to chase after him: "Young Master Jing might as well walk with us. Today is just a coincidence, and the market doesn't close until dawn. It's good to relax."

He didn't have much hope at first, but Jing Fan thought about it for a while, and said in a deep voice: "The streets of Zhucheng are bustling, full of tourists, and it is indeed worth visiting."

"Thank you for leading the way."

This is agreed.

Shen Miaoling at the side heard this, her eyes lit up, she pulled her father and said, "Then let's go, take Mr. Jing to have a good look at Zhucheng."

The four of them walked down the street.

Such a nondescript combination made Yun Shuhua feel a little weird.But he didn't say anything after all, and kept walking behind the father and daughter, talking less.

After late at night, there were many more pedestrians than before, and Shen Miaoling came across something novel and interesting from time to time, and pestered her father to buy it for her.

Walking to the back, several people actually separated.

Yun Shuhua and Jing Fan walked side by side, feeling rather nervous. After walking for a long time, they heard the deep and pleasant voices of the people around them.

"Young master Yun Shuhua, do you know that you have lost your way?"

Yun Shuhua looked around, but Shen Zhe and Shen Miaoling were nowhere to be seen. Facing Jing Fan's starry eyes reflecting the lights, he subconsciously felt a little cramped, and he still pretended to be calm and said, "...Mr. If you wait here for a while, let me go down and look for the city lord."

Well, when I grow up, I blush when I don't know how to say a word.

The man beside him glanced at his face, and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I just saw the figure of City Lord Shen not far ahead, walk faster and catch up."

"it is good."

Yun Shuhua responded, but he had nothing to say: "Young Master Jing is new here, if you don't understand anything about Zhucheng, feel free to ask me."

Jing Fan glanced at him and said softly, "I do have a question I want to ask."

"Young master said so."

Jing Fan suddenly stopped.

"..." Yun Shuhua didn't understand, so he followed him and stood there, turned to him, and looked up in puzzlement.

Small red lanterns hung one after another on the trees by the roadside. Against the crimson light, the young man's face was pink.

A peddler not far away yelled, "Guess the lantern riddles—guess the lantern riddles—"

Seeing the man approaching step by step, Yun Shuhua stumbled and backed away.

Jing Fan lowered his head and approached him, narrow eyes flashed.

"I heard that the young master and City Lord Shen's daughter are going to get married soon, is there such a thing?"

Yun Shuhua blinked ignorantly: "...Huh?"

He actually asked this question.

"Master Jing, why do you ask such a question?"

Jing Fan took a deep look at him, and then withdrew his scrutinizing eyes, his face as usual: "It's nothing, a talented man and a beautiful woman, a natural match, just a curious question."

Yun Shuhua felt that this answer was a little perfunctory, but he couldn't say what was wrong, so he turned his head and said dryly: "This is what the Lord City Master meant, and it has nothing to do with me."

Jing Fan replied with a smile: "I see."

Going forward, a river lantern was handed to Yun Shuhua, and the owner of the vendor greeted him, "Master, would you like to play lantern riddles?"

Feeling a scorching gaze staring at him beside him, Yun Shuhua took the river lantern without thinking, and observed the anagrams on it.

He took a brush from the stall owner and wrote on it tremblingly.

After only writing one word, Yun Shuhua regretted it a little. Writing is the thing he is least good at.

The man was standing right behind him, with a faint fragrance of lotus lingering on the tip of his nose, making people feel in a trance.

Jing Fan's voice was a little hoarse: "I'm still a child, and I can't even take care of myself. How can I start a family and take care of your wife?"

The words were intimate and lingering, yet revealing a bit of helpless pampering.

Yun Shuhua was dumbfounded by this sentence, his writing hands trembled, and he said a little dissatisfied: "I'm not a child, I've already reached the crown."

A man's low smile came from behind.

"Oh... the little boy is right, you have grown up."

Yun Shuhua's heart throbbed, he put the river lamp back casually, turned around and said, "Mr. Jing, how can you judge a person by appearance."

"It's my fault," Jing Fan nodded, "Then how about asking the young master to release the river lantern as an apology?"

"No need."

Jing Fan is a helper sent by the Immortal League of the Five Realms to help the city lord get rid of evil, and his status is definitely high. Yun Shuhua didn't dare to ask him to apologize to him when they met for the first time.

The two of them tacitly didn't mention their impoliteness again, and walked along the street for a long time. Although they talked very little, they were quite tacit and harmonious.

After finding Shen Zhe and Shen Miaoling, it was already late, Shen Miaoling huddled in her father's arms, looking sluggish, and only after seeing Yun Shuhua did she pull herself together.

"Brother Yun, I've been looking for you for a long time..."

With that said, she came up to embrace Yun Shuhua.

With the words asked by Jing Fan earlier, Yun Shuhua subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Shen Miaoling, so he held her steady and took a step back: "Sister Miaoling, if you are tired, go back and rest."

"Okay." Shen Miaoling obediently responded.

Shen Zhe looked at Yun Shuhua's respectful behavior and nodded with satisfaction: "Shuhua, it's getting late, why don't you take Miao Ling back home first?"

Yun Shuhua frowned and glanced behind him, and said, "My lord, you..."

"I still have some important matters to discuss with Mr. Jing."

"...Yes." Yun Shuhua knew that this was intentionally creating an opportunity for himself and Shen Miaoling to spend time alone, and was inexplicably upset.

But this kind of thing happened quite a lot in the past, why is my heart always restless tonight?

He couldn't figure it out, but he still obeyed Shen Zhe's order and sent Shen Miaoling back to Shen Mansion properly.

After walking a few steps, Yun Shuhua's heart suddenly throbbed.

He stopped in his tracks and turned around to look, only to see Jing Fan standing tall and tall under the lights of Wanjia, looking at him peacefully.

Meeting by chance, this may be the first and last time the two meet──For some reason, there is always an inexplicable melancholy in my heart.

Yun Shuhua bowed to him from a distance as farewell, and then led Shen Miaoling away.

"Brother Yun, were you saluting Mr. Jing just now?"

"Well," Yun Shuhua said softly, "let's go."

The bright moon shines brightly, thousands of miles clear, and the sparse stars hang in the sky, illuminating the path of pedestrians.

The more he walked towards Shen Mansion, the calmer Yun Shuhua's heart became.

His thoughts returned to stability, and his rationality gradually returned. Certain things became clearer in his mind as if he had been instructed.

It turned out that there was nothing unusual about him tonight, it was only because he saw that Mr. Jing that he had many unusual emotions.

Now that he is far away from Mr. Jing, everything will be understood.

When he reached the gate of Shen Mansion, Yun Shuhua didn't go in again.

Shen Miaoling turned her head and asked doubtfully, "Brother Yun?"

"Feel sorry."

Yun Shuhua interrupted her abruptly: "I want to go back."

"Go back? Where are you going back?"

Shen Miaoling hadn't finished speaking when she saw Yun Shuhua turn around and quickly walk back the way she came, her black robe fluttering with the wind and flying up.

"Brother Yun!"

I have never seen Yun Shuhua look so urgent, he disappeared from her sight in an instant, and he didn't even care about her calling behind him.

Shen Miaoling looked at the empty street corner in puzzlement, that feeling of uneasiness resurfaced in her heart again.

Brother Yun... who is he in a hurry to go back to?

The sound of the wind whizzed past the ears, and people's laughter and laughter also changed their tone.

Yun Shuhua turned a deaf ear, knocked away crowd after crowd, and walked towards the middle of the street.

Maybe it was because he ran too fast, and the night wind was cold, slowly, the corners of his eyes were wet and tears flowed down.

But he only had one thought in mind: to find that Mr. Jing.

There must be something in that person that he wants to know.

Seeing a familiar vendor from a distance, it was the shop where he and Jing Fan stayed together not long ago, Yun Shuhua rushed forward, rested his beating heart to catch his breath, searched around, but there was no sign of that person.

What about him, where did he go?

A great panic spread in Yun Shuhua's heart.

Will it, will it never be seen again.

The wind was blowing under his feet, and he searched in the vast crowd. He stumbled along the way, and saw countless figures that looked like him, and when he ran to him, it was not him.

Moving forward against the wind, Yun Shuhua's eyes became sour, and more tears flowed out.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he wandered down the street in a daze, wiping the corners of his eyes.

Going forward is the land of flowers and willows. There is a moat beside the street, but there is nothing else.

Yun Shuhua bent down and panted, physiological tears overflowing the corners of his eyes.

He watched the tears stain the floor, leaving dark marks.

How can I not find it?

The evening wind blew gently, and the tear stains dried up in an instant.

At this moment, a pair of Kui-patterned soap boots suddenly came into view.

A magnetic voice sounded above him.

"Who made the young master unhappy? Tell me, and I will help you vent your anger."

Yun Shuhua raised his head abruptly.

Jing Fan stood in front of him, with a figure like a bamboo, and his cold brows showed hazy softness in such a romantic night.

Yun Shuhua stared at him closely, as if trying to see through him.

He approached Jing Fan and looked at him for a long while, his voice dry.

"We... did we know each other before?"

The young man's eyes were red, and he looked a little fragile.

Such a look made people feel pity for no reason.A certain string in Jingfan's mind was plucked violently, and he almost lost control of his emotions.

He looked at Yun Shuhua lightly, his wonderful eyes half closed, and after a while, he evoked a smile.

"We must know each other, right?"

Yun Shuhua asked again.

Jing Fan didn't answer, but asked instead: "How old is the young master, where is his family, and where has he been?"

He dragged his tone and his voice was low, as if coaxing: "Maybe, we really met."

After all, he put his hands behind his back and leisurely took a tour of the scenery on the side of the road. Shen Zhe was no longer by his side.

Yun Shuhua really didn't know about these questions. He quickly followed Jing Fan, his cheeks flushed, and he said awkwardly, "I'm young, I'm from this city, and I haven't traveled far."

"Oh?" Jing Fan smiled, "It seems that everything is the young master's illusion. I am from the Eastern Region, but a monk who travels all over the world, and you don't know how old you are when you are older."

Upon receiving this answer, Yun Shuhua suddenly felt that someone had snatched away a piece of treasure, and his brows were stained with disappointment.

Jing Fan in front of him stopped, turned around and saw that he almost fell into his arms, and stretched out his hand to catch his forearm.

"Young Master Yun, sometimes you have to trust your heart."

Yun Shuhua looked up at him.

"Your heart can't deceive people, maybe it really thinks that we knew each other before."

"you……"

Yun Shuhua was about to speak when he suddenly smelled a faint scent of powder.

His pupils shrank sharply like pinpoints, then he waved Jing Fan's hand away, and took a few steps back in disbelief.

That's the fragrance of a woman's body, it can't be wrong.

Jing Fan glanced at the empty hand, and slowly withdrew it, waiting for his next words.

"You... went to Flower Alley?"

Yun Shuhua questioned.

Biting the word Huaxiang in his mouth, he seemed to be able to hear the melodious singing from the Qin Tower.

Jing Fan lowered his eyes without hesitation: "Yes."

"The smell lingers for a long time, it seems that a woman has approached you?"

Jing Fan nodded: "...not bad."

An inexplicable and huge sense of deception invaded Yun Shuhua's mind, and he said angrily: "You are a Taoist cultivator, how can you indulge in that kind of place?!"

"What about Daoxiu?"

Jing Fanxie smiled evilly, and stared at him while talking: "As long as you are a human being, you will have seven emotions and six desires. Even a Taoist cultivator will be bound by desires one day."

Yun Shuhua was about to be laughed out of anger, even though he realized that he had no reason to do so, he still asked tremblingly: "The Daoist of the Five Realms Fairy League thinks so, can't those Buddhist scriptures and Daoist methods be able to resist the red pink skull?" ?”

Jing Fan saw that he was getting more and more angry, so he walked up to him with long legs, bowed his head and comforted him: "Don't worry, young master, listen to my explanation."

"You don't need to explain to me," Yun Shuhua sneered, "You and I are not close friends, so why give me an explanation?"

"However, I would like to advise Mr. Jing to seek his own government in his position and avoid doing things that should not be done."

After hearing this, Jing Fan nodded obediently: "What you said is very true, why don't you come and teach me, young master, how to restrain your desires?"

Yun Shuhua laughed back angrily: "Mr. Jing, why do you need me to teach you? Why don't you go to your teacher's door to have a look and ask..."

"──What are you doing?!"

I saw Jing Fan took his arm, pulled him into his arms, immediately hugged him, and disappeared into the alley in a smooth manner.

No one passed by this corner, but the street lights could faintly shine in, Yun Shuhua couldn't struggle, the man's Adam's apple was impressively in front of him, looking up at him through the light, unexpectedly bumped into a pair of dark eyes.

In those pair of star pupils, what is suppressed and engulfed is desire.

Yun Shuhua is tall, but still a bit weaker than Jing Fan. Now he is hugging him against the wall, and he can only support himself by leaning on his arms.

All these actions happened so fast that Yun Shuhua had no time to react.

Jing Fan posted it, and breathed in his ears: "I really can't go to the place of fireworks, so those women are all serving Lord Shen."

Yun Shuhua was taken aback.

"However, it's not because of those clear rules that I don't drink or drink," Jing Fan pursed his lips and sighed, "It's because my sweetheart is too jealous and dare not do so."

"Sweetie..."

Yun Shuhua wondered blankly, why does he have a sweetheart?

And why do you press against him like this, is it possible that you are not afraid of hurting your sweetheart?

"Yes, it's my sweetheart." Jing Fan's eyes were deep, covered with flames, and he asked hoarsely, "Aren't you wondering who he is?"

Yun Shuhua looked at himself reflected in his eyes, and for some reason, suddenly had a guess in his heart.

"Young master is so smart."

Jing Fan saw the charming color in his eyes, his smile widened, and he pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips in satisfaction.

Qing Lianxiang wrapped Yun Shuhua's body airtightly, rationally told him to keep a safe distance from the man in front of him, but his body trembled uncontrollably, wanting to get closer and cling to him.

Yun Shuhua clung to him, watched his expression closely, sniffed his good smell, and breathed disorderly.

Jing Fan turned his head and leaned against his lips, seeing the young man subconsciously close his eyes, but the action he was about to perform suddenly stopped.

He remembered the decision he made when he came to Zhucheng this time.

Love him, respect him, respect him.

Therefore, Jing Fan's eyes were slightly red, and he asked eagerly, "May I kiss you?"

kiss?

This word made Yun Shuhua sober for a moment, but he leaned on Jing Fan's arms, and the hand around his neck couldn't help but slowly tightened.

This is a dangerous signal.

A smile rolled out of Jing Fan's throat, he leaned over to hold his lips, and entangled him gently and deeply.

Yun Shuhua clenched Jing Fanyuebai's neckline tightly with his fingertips, his knuckles turned white, and his breathing quickened.

No one noticed that in the alley, there were people hugging and kissing deeply.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Fan finally let go of the person in his arms.

Yun Shuhua leaned against the cold wall, without the support of a man, he couldn't help but fell down.

Jing Fan quickly caught him in his arms with sharp eyes and laughed, "Is this unbearable?"

"You..." Yun Shuhua refused to accept it, "Don't say that you are committing crimes because of your sex, but beat you."

Jing Fan agreed: "Stealing incense and jade is a pleasure, not to mention that the young master is so beautiful, why not do it?"

Yun Shuhua wiped his slightly swollen/swollen lips vigorously, quite annoyed.

In the end it was my own obsession.

If it wasn't for the face of the other party, how could he let Jing Fan succeed?

Yun Shuhua closed his eyes, feeling the bewildered breath and the beating drum-like heartbeat.

Jing Fan patiently helped him smooth out the folds of the corners of his clothes, and after a short while, he became a handsome young man again.

He sent Yun Shuhua back to the Shen Mansion, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and pressed him against the wall for a strong attack.

Yun Shuhua was sober this time, he drew out a hand knife and slashed at the back of Jing Fan's neck, but he easily deflected it.

Both hands were tied, pulled up, unable to move.

Jing Fan kissed deeply, and his skills were quite superb, but Yun Shuhua lost the ability to resist after only a few strokes.

In the end, the man reluctantly let him go, and said slowly, "Hey, I'll wait for the day you remember."

Remember... what do you remember?

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, Yun Shuhua finally understood.

They really knew each other.

The author has something to say: end warning!It's almost over!