Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Jing Fan was quite a bit taller than Yun Shuhua, and he bent down slightly, just enough to reach Yun Shuhua's forehead.

Today, he did not wear the lotus-pattern robe of Shengxue, but instead wore a black double-breasted gown. The dark cloud-like blue silk was half bundled and half draped, and a few strands of hair were curled in the breeze and scraped against Yun Shuhua's chin, lifting the boy's side. A numb itching on the neck.

The soft light shone on Jing Fan's handsome side face, making him a little less ruthless tonight, his face a little softer, and more human-like than before.

Yun Shuhua didn't dare to turn his head to respond to him, the thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and the thorns in his heart were entangled back and forth, and he couldn't make sense no matter what.

Jing Fan was still leading the handshake between the two of them, drawing the half-resemblance of the stem and leaf of the Han Ou flower little by little.

Sensing that the boy's breathing rhythm was a bit chaotic, Jing Fan stopped his movements and said softly, "Be more focused and don't get distracted."

The warm breath hit the side of the ear, and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous for some reason.

Yun Shuhua didn't dare to move for a moment, and obediently let Jing Fan continue painting beside him, only to feel his face was burning and his skin was hot.

Whether these strokes were long or short, he stared blankly at Jing Fan's slender knuckles, biting his lip, showing his nervousness.

Doesn't Master dislike being in contact with people...?

This was the second time Yun Shuhua asked himself this question in his heart. He really wanted to observe Jing Fan's expression at this moment, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't have the courage.

Just as he was about to tentatively withdraw his hand, he was grabbed by the man behind him.

"Take a pen and draw a flower for the teacher to see."

There was a bit of a smile in Jingfan's tone, as if he had discovered Yun Shuhua's embarrassment.

"I...I don't know how to draw." Yun Shuhua pinched the brush, his eyes lost for a moment.

Even so, he honestly turned over the lantern paper and drew a new one for Jing Fan based on his memory.

The person behind slowly let go of Yun Shuhua, his eyes fell on the thin layer of paper: "Today is the Lantern Festival, Xiaohua doesn't have any wishes?"

Yun Shu said in Chinese: "I don't have any wishes... The people around me are doing well."

He will never be able to return to the modern age he should be in because of this sky lantern.

Although in that era, I was alone, but my life was more or less more comfortable than now.

Jing Fan lowered his eyes, looked at the young man's slightly thin back, and remained silent.

The stream of people on the street walked towards the river in the city together. During the back and forth, Yun Shuhua put the brush aside, turned around and showed the sky lantern to Jing Fan, showing a smile: "Look, Master, how is my painting?" ?”

"It looks a bit better," Jing Fan said softly, reflecting the candlelight by the side of the stall, "Why did Xiao Hua think of painting lotus?"

Yun Shuhua handed the sky lantern to the peddler, asked him to install the wick, and whispered while waiting: "I saw a lot of peony prints with animal patterns on Qingcang Mountain these days, and I also saw Luoqi in the Central Region before." The mountain seal of the mountain, I originally wanted to draw a pattern unique to Qingwu Mountain, but I couldn't figure out what to draw."

"I happened to think that everyone on the mountain likes lotus, why not just draw a picture, which can be regarded as a blessing for Qingwu."

He took the sky lantern and said with satisfaction.

Jing Fan looked at his expression, his eyebrows were a little loose: "Like lotus?"

"Well, doesn't Master like lotus?" Yun Shuhua opened his eyes wide, "I see a lotus pond filled with mana in the star building on the mountain... Besides, the clothes worn by Fenghe and Jinghe before It has a lotus pattern printed on it."

He paused, slightly disappointed and said, "But I don't."

It was for this.

Jing Fan pursed his thin lips slightly: "If you like these, Feng He will arrange for you."

Immediately, he swung his clothes lightly, and said loudly: "If you don't let go of the sky lantern in your hand, it will be blown out by the wind."

Yun Shuhua woke up like a dream, and then took a few steps forward holding the sky lantern and said: "Let's let it go, let's let it go."

The two walked together in the endless crowds. Yun Shuhua was half a step behind Jingfan, and he could see his tall and straight back like a pine and cypress from the corner of the eye. If he followed quickly, he would be able to see his deep and clear profile.

Jingfan is very different tonight, but it reminds Yun Shuhua of the evening when he just arrived at Qingwu Mountain: the bamboo forest is rustling, the master is sitting by the mirror lake and resting his eyes, the chilling aura has disappeared, and there is a wave of pain all over his body. Quiet and indifferent.

Thinking of this, Yun Shuhua couldn't help touching the side of his face.

I wondered in my heart: What's wrong with me, I have such a strong feeling for a man.

And he knows he's more dangerous than he looks.

Yun Shuhua turned his eyes to the sky lantern he was holding in his hand, secretly thinking that he would quickly regain his senses, and he must not fall into Jingfan's beauty trap.

Just like this, following the crowd around to the side of the moat, Jing Fan pushed aside the willow forest hanging on the bank and found a secluded place.

To say it is secluded is not necessarily the case, the fireworks in the sky are still going off, lighting up the tourists by the river, countless sky lanterns fly from the river by the wind, rushing to the sky together, and drifting into the distance.

Yun Shuhua was not very proficient at setting off a sky lantern for the first time. He tossed it lightly into the sky, and then nervously watched the direction of the lantern.

As the breeze blew, the wick swayed constantly in the cage, and the paper lantern wobbled upwards, rubbing against the branches of an ancient weeping willow from time to time.

Yun Shuhua couldn't help stretching out his hands to support it, even though he couldn't touch any corner of the sky lantern.

You shouldn't choose such a place to put lights, if you knew it, you would have found an open space.

He closed his eyes, a little annoyed, and quickly made a wish in his heart.

When I opened my eyes and looked over again, the lamp had already floated to the same height as a willow twig, and it was about to hit the top of a tree in the next second.

"My lamp—"

Before he finished speaking, a silvery-white light quickly flowed past his eyes, holding the lamp firmly in the center of the river, and gathered it together with other sky lanterns.

Jing Fan withdrew his mana, and said slowly, "The disciples have forgotten how to use the spells I have taught?"

"I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now," Yun Shuhua lowered his head, "Also, thank you, Master."

Jing Fan didn't respond.

"..."

It took a long time for Yun Shuhua to raise his head, and carefully glanced at the sky.

The lamp I painted has long since disappeared, and the clusters of lights gradually moved towards the sky, and finally shrank into the shape of a star.

I don't know how long it took, when the crowd by the river had dispersed, and it was even later, Jing Fan turned his head and asked seriously: "I saw Xiaohua draw some constellation maps before, and I probably know this well."

"Pictures of Constellation," Yun Shuhua's eyes brightened, "I do know how to draw some. When I was young, I often went to the astronomy in my hometown... the star observatory to see the stars, and I will see them after a long time."

After speaking, he was a little disappointed and said: "Tonight is really not a good time for stargazing, and there are actually very few stars that can be seen."

"It's okay," Jing Fan said intently, "Why don't Xiaohua tell me what stars are in the sky tonight."

?

Yun Shuhua was still a little unclear, so: "...tonight?"

"Do you want to repeat it a second time for the teacher?" Jing Fan's words were unclear, and it was impossible to say whether he was patient or impatient.

Master's order is hard to disobey, Yun Shuhua pointed to the only star that can be seen clearly at present and said: "This one is called Venus, it is the brightest in the night sky, and it usually appears in the early east and late west."

"It also has a name, Venus."

But Master probably doesn't understand why it is called Jin Xing, probably never heard of this name before.

Yun Shuhua was worrying about how to explain, when he suddenly saw Jing Fan looking at him with deep eyes.

"Venus."

Jing Fan narrowed his eyes: "You said, it's Venus?"

"It is indeed Jin Xing... I, I am not wrong," Yun Shuhua blinked, "Master is not from my hometown, so I should not understand this nickname."

"No, you are wrong."

Jing Fan's eyes were getting colder, and he stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand to pinch Yun Shuhua's jaw, and gradually exerted force.

"Remember the name of this star for the teacher."

"Now, Master, I would like to ask you another question..." Jing Fan's handsome facial features faced the dim moonlight, casting deep or light shadows on the side of his face, showing murderous intent all over his body, "Answer truthfully."

Yun Shuhua was in pain, but he didn't know what happened to the man in front of him, so he could only forcefully say: "Master, say, yes."

"Do you remember this thing?"

Jing Fan raised his left hand, and a string of crystal-clear hibiscus jade hung on his slender fingertips.

Following the flickering of a few dim lights, Yubi cast a gorgeous star river in the sky above their heads, which instantly attracted Yun Shuhua's eyes.