Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

The next day, Yun Shuhua tossed and turned and fell asleep until the sun was high before opening his eyes.

I don't know if it's because of sleeping for too long, my eyelids are a little heavy, and when I look up, I see a strange curtain in my eyes.

Strange, it seems that this is not the Jade Market Hall.

Yun Shuhua turned his head slightly, looking out through the hazy veil. He had never seen the furnishings in this room before, and it looked a little strange.

Just like this, he barely supported the edge of the bed and sat up. The soreness and fatigue all over his body made him obediently lie back and relax.

Yun Shuhua looked at the big bed he was on, and half-speculated and half-hesitantly concluded that this might be the master's room.

Master...

The absurdity of last night was vividly remembered.

In memory, the two were supposed to be talking about their injuries, but unexpectedly they talked about it on the bed, and everything behind it was beyond Yun Shuhua's control.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his barely moving right hand to lift off the brocade quilt and checked himself up and down.

The situation is not very good, it can even be said to be horrible, but aside from the red and purple marks all over the body, the whole body is dry and dry, and there is no sticky or uncomfortable feeling, presumably it has been cleaned.

But when the body makes movements, there will still be muscle cramps and pains in various parts. It can be said that it really affects the whole body, and there is pantothenic acid weakness everywhere.

Yun Shuhua lay limp and dying on the bed like a fish at the mercy of others, looking at the roof of the tent with erratic eyes, thinking, no wonder I heard people say that love is a double thread between sex and soul pain. A little bit sweet, the price paid is too great.

He thought carefully about what he had experienced with Jing Fan last night, and his body would tremble subconsciously, but it was just a muscle memory about the pain, in order to prevent him from forgetting to eat and not to hit in the future.

However, if there is a next time, he will probably not reject Jing Fan.

Yun Shuhua felt that he was a little funny, and his consciousness became more and more clear. He glanced at the bright sky shining into the room, and was dazed on the bed, and finally gritted his teeth and got out of bed with great perseverance.

Anyway, Master's ability is remarkable, besides, no one has experience for the first time, right?

Yun Shuhua pushed aside the gauze curtain, took a few clothes from the hanger at the side and put them on slowly, then stood up and rested with the help of the hanger.

It stands to reason that his cultivation base is not low, but why his physical strength is so poor, he hadn't noticed it at all before.

Yun Shuhua adjusted his breath for a while, and then slowly walked out of the room. The dazzling sunlight hit his face, illuminating a pair of beautiful pupils with a light brown color.

The feeling of sore shoulders hit him again, and he felt a little dizzy in his head, and he didn't know whether it was the result of the high sun that day, or because of his relatively weak constitution these days.

Yun Shuhua circled around the courtyard, and finally saw his own small courtyard in the distance under a certain huge locust tree. Looking at the scenery and this angle of view, this place is undoubtedly Jing Fan's courtyard.

His legs were still trembling a bit, and when he moved bit by bit to the bamboo forest beside Mirror Lake, he happened to meet Jing Fan.

He was sitting by the stream, wearing a casual and loose snow-white uniform, meditating with his eyes closed, with a teapot and a few scriptures on the table beside him.

Yun Shuhua was a little uncomfortable. He looked at the man from a distance and found that he was refreshed, as usual.

Last night, it was obviously him who contributed, but why was he the one who was tired?

The stream is gurgling, and the sound of flowing water is like rings colliding with each other, and the breeze blows through the bamboo forest, bringing a moist and refreshing atmosphere.

Yun Shuhua walked over unhurriedly, coughed and called, "Master."

The man in front of him was like a finely crafted statue of a god, with a clean and elegant smell everywhere.

Hearing the familiar voice, Jing Fan's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes with imperceptible concern: "Xiaohua woke up, is he feeling unwell, do you need to eat?"

Yun Shuhua shook his head, and was about to say that he needed to go back to his room to add an extra dress, but before he could say anything, Jing Fan grabbed his wrist.

"Master... Master!"

His knees gave way, and then he lost his balance and fell beside the man.

"Be careful," Jing Fan supported Yun Shuhua to lean against him, and his deep and sweet voice came to the young man's ears through his chest, "You still have no strength?"

Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, Yun Shuhua said hesitantly: "I don't know why, I feel that I am getting weaker and weaker, Master... Am I sick?"

The chirping of birds in the forest can just cover up his weak voice.

Seeing the little apprentice looking tired and slightly sick, Jing Fan's heart couldn't help but raise. He grabbed Yun Shuhua's fidgeting hand, felt his pulse, and said, "The spiritual power in Xiaohua's body shows signs of being scattered. , presumably it is due to lack of exercise in the past few days, from tomorrow onwards, you must follow me to practice diligently, don't be lazy."

Yun Shuhua was basking in the warm sun, and his drowsiness sprouted again. He hugged Jingfan's waist and pillowed it on his lap, and the blue hair like a waterfall scattered in Jingfan's hand, and said, "Okay." , listen to Master."

"I practice one more hour a day to restore to the level of the past. At that time, I will go to the battlefield with you and go to the front to kill the enemy."

Speaking of this, Yun Shuhua opened his eyes and looked at Jingfan seriously: "You will take me there, right?"

Jing Fan rubbed the top of his hair, and said softly, "Why does Xiaohua have to go with me? The battlefield changes rapidly, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life."

"But I don't want to be a useless person who can't help anything."

Yun Shuhua frowned, stopped Jing Fan's evil hand, and explained patiently: "Similarly, I don't want to be your weakness. I want to be a sharp blade in your hand and protect the world with you."

"For this goal, I am willing to work hard, and I hope you believe in me, I will never do anything that is not good for the Jade Market Hall..."

"—Naturally," Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, slid his finger on the boy's side neck, and said in an unquestionable tone, "You are mine, so you can never betray me, I will take you with me wherever I go, for the rest of my life will not be separated."

"Then you agreed to take me there," Yun Shuhua said triumphantly, with the corners of his lips curled up, "There is a bamboo forest in heaven and earth to testify, so you can't go back on your word."

Jing Fan responded, and squeezed Yun Shuhua's earlobe with a little force with his fingers: "However, Xiaohua has to promise me two more conditions."

"Well," Yun Shuhua's ears were itchy, he couldn't help avoiding his hand, and asked, "What conditions?"

"Promise me that you will completely cut off contact with Yuxiao Palace and never meet Fu Yu," Jing Fan looked down at him quietly, "Whether I'm here or not, don't get too close to other men. "

Yun Shuhua was silent, and said: "I agree to your first condition, since I have decided to be with you, I will not regret it."

These words made Jing Fan show a faint smile, and he leaned down and kissed the young man's forehead.

"But this second condition... what exactly does the 'man' that the master refers to?" Yun Shuhua snorted, "The one who gets very close to me on weekdays is just the wind and the crane. Other friends meet Rarely, these friends are the people closest to me, so the men mentioned by Master should not include them, right?"

Jing Fan's expression was calm, and he calmly picked up the little apprentice's hair and played with it, his eyes darkened: "Is it not enough for Xiaohua to have me? I can be your friend, your best friend. "

"Besides, anyone in this world will betray you, except me."

Yun Shuhua patted his hand and corrected him: "Friends and lovers are different. Master is my lover, and he should not be confused with Shocked Crane and Fenghe."

Jing Fan just smiled and said no more.

His hand seemed to have hypnotic magic power, just like this, he gently stroked the boy, and after a while, he saw the person on his lap fell into a deep sleep.

"Xiaohua is my friend and my lover, so naturally you can't divide your heart elsewhere."

"It must be just me."

Knowing that the young man couldn't hear him, Jing Fan still scratched his nose, and said slowly: "If you annoy me...how should I punish you?"

There was a hot touch from the fingertips.

Jing Fan frowned, stretched out two fingers to probe Tanyun Shuhua's brow, only to find that the temperature was surprisingly high.

It was probably due to my poor health in the past two days, and the cool breeze just blowing, which made me feel hot.

Jing Fan put his hand on the young man's forehead, urging his mana in his palm, and after a while, the young man let out a comfortable sigh.

The voice was extremely thin, like a pitiful and cute little animal.

Jing Fan patiently picked up the patient on his lap, and pressed his smooth and clear jaw against the young man's fragile shoulders. His eyes were like sparks starting a prairie fire, gradually igniting a fanatical fire.

"Sleep, I will prepare a surprise for you... only for the two of us."

Just at this moment, there was a strong wind in the forest, the bamboo forest made a rustling sound, and the tiny spots of light that fell on the grass also moved back and forth.

The Eastern Region has officially entered the spring when all things grow, and Qingwu Mountain also maintains a rare harmony and tranquility.

Luoqi Mountain, hundreds of miles away, is gradually being drawn into a dangerous vortex.

Ever since Shen Tangli led a group of disciples back to the mountain, he has found evidences of people from the demon world making troubles in the Central Region. After leaving the trace, Fu Yuzheng led troops trying to sneak into the Central Region to launch an attack.

Jiang Shuwan had gone down the mountain many times to meet with Fu Yuhua on the basis of finding out the enemy's situation. This time he followed his fellow disciples to the east and was also ordered by Fu Yu to find an opportunity to meet Yun Shuhua.

Inside the Juan Chen Hall, Shen Tangli burned incense and cleaned his hands, and sat at the table to write a letter.

The servant beside him stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master Xianzong, there is news about the matter you want to investigate."

"Oh? You say it is." Shen Tangli grinds the grinder unhurriedly.

"Several senior brothers who inquired said that Senior Brother Shu Wan's family background is clean and he has never set foot in Yuxiao Palace. It doesn't look like he will conspire with the devil world."

He has already checked his life experience thousands of times, but the result is the same every time.

Shen Tangli couldn't help laughing and said: "A humble bastard, how could he have such profound cultivation? Could it be that he got advice from an expert?"

"Shu Wan's child's details are a mystery, pass it on, don't look it up anymore, I will go to the Eastern Region myself, and I will know it once I try it."