I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Wen Yan never expected that Gu Jianhan's sense of smell was so good that he could even smell the earth-type spiritual power borrowed from the spell.He has taken a bath and changed his clothes. Could it be that people in the cultivation world are so powerful?

"Master, you are too close..."

Wen Yan wanted to push him away, but he stepped on his tail somehow with a small refusal movement, Gu Jianhan was full of evil spirits, and his finger bones were crackling from the cold.

It's just a little spiritual power, isn't it?

And why is he, a righteous sword cultivator, showing evil spirits? !

"Because of the old love, I will give you a chance to explain." Gu Jianhan's voice became a little hoarse, "Don't lie to me, otherwise I will let you know what life is worse than death."

Wen Yan's lapel was tightly clutched by him, causing his neck to ache.Wen Yan knew that if he couldn't pass this test, it would not only hurt his neck.

He tried to arouse Gu Jianhan's sanity, but he could only gradually feel suffocated under the tighter and tighter grip.

"I'm sorry, Master, it's all Ayan's fault, don't get angry." Wen Yan said with tears, "In the future, Ayan will be gone, and you must remember to eat, take good care of yourself, and cover yourself up when it's cold. Bed quilt, sleep well when you are tired..."

Gu Jianhan was stunned, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

He didn't want Wen Yan to awaken his spiritual roots, he didn't want Wen Yan to become stronger, and he didn't want Wen Yan to have full wings.

At first, it was just because he didn't want him to become even a slight possible threat, feared him, guarded against him, and hated him.

Now it's because he doesn't want him to have the slightest possibility of flying out of Leng Yuefeng, so that he will never be able to escape, never be able to betray.

He even thought about imprisoning Wen Yanzhe's hands and feet in Leng Yuefeng, and felt that it was a pity for those bouncing scenes. Those amber eyes were afraid of losing their luster if they were dug out. The body temperature of the dead body It cannot remain the same forever.

As long as Wen Yan keeps to himself, don't have other crooked thoughts, and stay by his side, it's not impossible for him to treat him better.

Why did you force him to...

"Master?!"

Wen Yan held Gu Jianhan's face in his hands, and shouted super loudly: "Master—respect—"

Gu Jianhan came back to his senses, only to realize that tears were streaming down his face.

are you crazy?

"Master, don't cry!!! I'll explain, can't I explain?" Wen Yan's brain was spinning rapidly, "A Yan went down the mountain today, and met Senior Sister Yu Ling from Yinshen Valley, she taught me a little trick Fa, nothing else, just a kind of grass growing out of the medicine field in an instant! You don’t say that A Yan didn’t pay attention, maybe it was accidentally rubbed with a little mud.”

Gu Jianhan tilted his head to avoid his sight, his hand had already loosened his strength, but his fingertips were pinching his own palm fiercely, as if he was suppressing something by this.

There were still crystal teardrops hanging on his long eyelashes, and they melted into the wet tear stains as soon as they fluttered.His perennially cold and white face was slightly reddened by emotion, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, as if he was afraid of letting out a cry when he opened his mouth.

After a long time, he raised his arm and slammed Wen Yan's hand away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who allowed you to touch me?"

"sorry!!!"

Wen Yan looked at his wet cheeks and eyes worriedly, and apologized: "I didn't expect Master to be so annoying, and I will never go to Hidden God Valley to play again, Master, don't cry, okay?"

"Which eye of yours saw me crying?" Gu Jianhan cast a spell, and the tears on his face disappeared instantly, "Forget about me."

Wen Yan let out a wow, feeling very surprised.

"So Master isn't angry with me anymore, is he?" Wen Yan leaned closer again, "Then let's go to sleep, it's almost midnight."

Gu Jianhan looked at him for a long time, and suddenly there was some soreness in his throat: "Are you stupid?"

Wen Yan felt sad in his heart: he was scolded again.

"This seat treats you so poorly, doesn't awaken your spiritual roots, doesn't teach you spells, beats and scolds you at every turn, why do you always look so silly... don't you know how to resent it? "

Wen Yan suddenly asked seriously: "Do you want me to hate you?"

He didn't use an honorific title, but Gu Jianhan didn't correct him.

"This seat is asking you."

Wen Yan sighed with a smile, and hugged Gu Jianhan into his arms without warning.It seems that his hug will never be tainted with charm, frank and straightforward, warm and dry, hugging Gu Jianhan is like hugging a stray kitten.

In fact, there is nothing special, just afraid that the kitten will be sad.

"Master, you are good enough to me." He said, "I won't resent others, please don't make things difficult for me."

Gu Jianhan's cold and stiff body gradually warmed up in his embrace, he closed his eyes in pain, his back molars were almost crushed.

He wanted to push Wen Yan away, but in the end he raised his hand and hugged it back. When his fingertips touched Wen Yan's pajamas, he felt as if a sharp knife had been pierced into the bones of his whole body.

He didn't want to.

"Wen Yan."

He had never called a person's name so softly before, but even though he was so softly, his heart was still throbbing with pain.

Wen Yan could hear his pain, although he didn't quite understand it, but he tried his best to comfort him: "Master, I am here."

He said hoarsely, "Don't betray me."

Wen Yan inexplicably felt that these words carried a lot of weight, not what the master would say to an apprentice whose background was unknown, it was heavy and sad, like a kind of irreversible alarm, quietly sounded between the two of them.

He only hesitated for a moment, and the evil spirit on Gu Jianhan's body corroded his internal organs.Wen Yan tried to snort, and Gu Jianhan suppressed the strong gloom to heal him.

What should I do, Wen Yan thought to himself, he was about to overheat.

So he said, "I will not betray you."

But you have to live up to it yourself.

Those meaningless letters, ugly portraits, inexplicable obsessions, and foolish love all have to be discarded.

It's not difficult, is it?

Wen Yan shunned Gu Jianhan's long hair like a waterfall, and for a moment, he felt a strong desire to control—wanted Gu Jianhan to get out of the sea of ​​suffering, wanted Gu Jianhan to be obedient, wanted Gu Jianhan...to hug him for a while longer .

He stared at his calloused fingers in a daze, feeling that he had changed a lot.

He's never been like this before.

What step went wrong?

In order to survive in this cultivation world where the weak prey on the strong, and in order to cater to the preferences of Gu Jianhan and others, he played his role very seriously and with all his heart.His acting talent is not high, but he has been familiar with the way of acting in this way since he was a child.

His parents wanted him to be a young master, so he went to learn polite manners obediently; his teacher wanted him to get good grades, so he would study until the early hours of the morning; his classmates wanted him to be approachable, so he would always put a smile on his face, as long as Say I'm busy and I won't help.

Gu Jianhan hoped that he would be sensible and obedient, and he should obviously perform perfectly, so why did he find it so difficult to persevere?

Is this question difficult?

"So Master, can you go to Huashen Valley for a few days? I see a lot of chicken firs growing in the back mountain, and I want to dig them up for you to eat." Wen Yan practiced the arc of his smile, and the joy in his tone was just right, " When you come back, those chicken fir will be old. Such fresh and tender chicken fir are rare, can't Master wait a few days before leaving?"

Look... It's very simple, he already knew it.

Gu Jianhan was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly in his arms, the tone of his speech was still as cold as before, but the ending sound seemed to melt like water, with a bit of intimacy and moisture.

"Only this time."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

I didn't read a story tonight, Gu Jianhan seemed very tired, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.Wen Yan looked at Gu Jianhan's sleeping face in the moonlight, his brows were still tightly furrowed, his lips were pursed a little white, the redness on his cheeks had long since dissipated, only a little bit of color could still be seen at the end of his eyes.

He clasped his hands on his belly cautiously, and he slept well when he was not hugged by Wen Yan, with a straight line from head to toe, which was a habit developed in the magic palace, and it hadn't changed for hundreds of years.

Wen Yan couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, so he just stared at Gu Jianhan quietly, feeling that his heartbeat was too loud tonight, and worried that he would disturb the person next to him.

But in fact Gu Jianhan was awake.

No high-level cultivator could fall asleep while being stared at like this, let alone Gu Jianhan, who felt a sense of tension after feeling that hot and overheated gaze.

"Master, are you asleep?"

Gu Jianhan didn't respond.

After waiting for a while, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.He carefully avoided Gu Jianhan and rolled out of bed, dragged out his suitcase containing sundries from under the bed extremely slowly, and controlled the noise very carefully.

He closed the kitchen door and set up a pot to boil some hot water.The door was well insulated from the sound, and the firewood crackled and crackled, and it was well stored in the kitchen.Wen Yan rested his chin and looked at the dark red Mars, inexplicably thinking of Gu Jianhan's beautiful cat eyes.

Obviously that book didn't say that Gu Jianhan's eyes would turn dark red.

That should be a sign of obsession.

Wen Yanfa was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the water was already gurgling.He scooped a little into the fluffy hot water bottle, twisted the lid and put it in his arms, went to the side of the couch and lifted Gu Jianhan's thick quilt, and stuck the hot water bottle embroidered with Siamese kitten patterns to the soles of his feet.

He covered it too quickly, and didn't notice that the toes curled up obviously. Gu Jianhan squeezed his palms tightly, and pursed his lips even tighter.

Wen Yan climbed up lightly, originally wanted to spray himself with toilet water, but then thought about what to do if the mosquitoes didn't bite him and ran to bite Gu Jianhan.I don't care about rough skin and thick flesh, so it's okay to be bitten by mosquitoes. Gu Jianhan's skin is delicate and tender, and there are many poisonous mosquitoes in the mountains, so what if there are scars.

Wen Yan struggled for a while, sighed silently, and finally put away the dew and lay down horizontally.

He turned his face slightly, and whispered to Gu Jianhan:

"Good night."