I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

"What does it mean to be good at writing letters?"

Gu Jianhan didn't understand what he meant.

In fact, Wen Yan often found letters he sent to Mozun, Guiyao Mingtu, Qingluan and many other people on the book case, and he really wanted to know what was written in them.However, he could tear open the letter that Zhao Ke sent to Mo Zun or Mo Gong to Zhao Ke without blushing, but he couldn't open Gu Jianhan's things without authorization.

That was very disrespectful.

It's not that he didn't think about asking, but he picked the wrong time every time.He thought that there was a reason for Gu Jianhan not to tell him, so he thought about asking him when he lost his mind during the double cultivation. He asked him to answer, thinking that this would go well, but he didn't expect that Gu Jianhan would not listen to him at that time .

Today must ask clearly!

"Before... I saw that there were often various letters on the master's desk, and the handwriting on them was so beautiful, and I could see the character of the master at a glance."

As usual, he paid a lot of flattery first, and then cut to the point.

"Why is Master always sending letters to others? Who are those people? Is there anything important? You have taken Master's thoughts away. I admit that I am a little jealous. Can Master tell me?"

He squatted down beside Gu Jianhan, leaned his head on his legs, grabbed the fringed hibiscus jade pendant around his waist with his left hand, and blew on the two hanging tassels sullenly.

He asked a lot of questions at once, but he really caught Gu Jianhan's attention.

Gu Jianhan lowered his eyes to look at him, stretched out his hands to rub his hair, from the root to the end of the hair, silently condoning all his actions.

He also thought about it for a while, and sighed: "When did you learn to love me so much? How long has it been? If it takes a few hundred years in the future, wouldn't you always put me in words when I talk to others?" To tie him home?"

Wen Yan heard it, but he didn't want to say it.

It would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed, he very much hoped that Gu Jianhan could treat him honestly, and now it is possible to be honest in another sense, but if they want to truly confess their hearts, they may still have a long way to go.

He didn't even dare to think about whether they loved each other as much as they said.

He still has something he hasn't said to Gu Jianhan.

He really wanted to talk, but since he already knew the direction of the future, and he could always be by Gu Jianhan's side, it didn't matter whether he said it or not.At this time, Gu Jianhan hadn't experienced the hardships that followed, and he didn't know what a difficult fate awaited him in the future, so don't let him know, anyway, he will take him on another happy road.

Telling him about those things only made him more frightened and worried.

But why did Gu Jianhan hide something from him?

Is it true that no matter how close lovers are, there must be a little privacy for each of them.He always wants to spy on Gu Jianhan's things that he doesn't want others to know. Is it a kind of trouble for him? If he gets tired of him and kicks him, how will he survive?

Maybe it was really his fault.

Even though he is almost 19 years old, he still has some naive delusions and some wild desires, as if he will never learn to grow up. This should also make Gu Jianhan very hard.

It shouldn't be like this.

So before Gu Jianhan spoke again, he raised his head from his legs and said with a smile: "I didn't mean that, Master, I'm sorry."

Is it mature enough?

"Ayan, I know you're angry."

"I'm not angry." Wen Yan smiled.

How did he see it?

Not mature enough?

"Wait a few more days as a teacher, and when the master's career is completed, the teacher will tell you that it is not a good thing to let you know in advance. This time, listen to the teacher first, okay?"

When did he not listen to Gu Jianhan's words, Wen Yan thought a little sadly, even on the couch, when Gu Jianhan told him to hurry up, he didn't dare to slow down, and when Gu Jianhan told him to slow down, he didn't dare to hurry up, obviously he was already so obedient, He also endured well.Thinking of Gu Jianhan being wronged by him and accommodating him in everything, he was not willing to make him a little bit unhappy, nor was he willing to let him down a little bit.

Where is he not good enough?

What did you say to make him wait, what's the big deal... Does he still want to do evil together with Mo Wuya?

"not good."

Wen Yan stared at him, very rarely angry.

"not good at all!!!"

"Ayan, I'm talking to you very seriously as a teacher. I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose. Be good and don't mess around."

Gu Jianhan still has this attitude!

Who is his lover? !

"not good--"

Wen Yan drew his voice and stared at him without blinking.

His personality is really not particularly good, but he is used to pretending to be happy on weekdays, so he always gives people the impression that he has a good personality and will not get angry, but Gu Jianhan knows that Wen Yan is sometimes very brainy, especially when As their relationship grew stronger, the more his nature was exposed.

It’s cute to have some small tempers. For example, Wen Yan wanted to borrow some cheats from him before, but he deliberately didn’t let go at the beginning. Wen Yan pestered him all day long and acted like a baby. Knowing his face, he joked too much and made him very embarrassed, but he didn't even apologize.

He can indulge in those things, because he dotes on him very much, and he can mess around with most things, but some questions cannot be asked too deeply.He was only 19 years old, those bloody and cruel plots, the great cause of revenge piled up with the corpses of dead enemies, it is not possible for him to get in touch with these things so early, or even... It would be better not to get in touch with these things for the rest of his life.

What's more, he couldn't let him find out that his beloved master appeared to be a fairy on the surface, but behind his back he was an out-and-out villain, even as unscrupulous as Mo Wuya.

"Ayan, don't embarrass me, on weekdays you—"

"Embarrassing?" Wen Yan stood up slowly, and for a moment he actually wanted to cry. He endured and endured, after all, he became more mature than before, and those thin tears were endured, and his eyes were not even red. .

"I don't want Master to be embarrassed more than anyone else."

But why did Master make me feel so embarrassed?

At this moment, should he make a fuss and run away from home, or should he act willfully and beg him to tell him, or should he pretend that nothing happened and continue their previous conversation?

What should he do?

Has Gu Jianhan thought about him?

"Ayan."

Gu Jianhan was a little flustered, so he stood up and subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Didn't you say you want to tie my hair...it's still loose."

With his other hand, he held up his black hair and raised his hand to show him as if eager to prove something.

The thin and white palms look so fragile, they seem to be more fragile than the sweet white glazed porcelain table placed on the table, and the contrast with the jet-black hair ends makes them look even more lovable.

Wen Yan didn't know how many times he realized that he had fallen into Gu Jianhan's hand in his life and couldn't get it out.

"Master..."

He sighed deeply, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and twirled the tail of his hair in the palm of his hand, let it go down, and then grabbed his hand.

His hands are still thin, with well-defined joints, and the blue veins are particularly obvious under the almost transparent white skin, and there is no flesh in his hands, which makes Wen Yan very frustrated.

But fortunately... he no longer looked as thin and gray as he was half a year ago.

"You can be sure that I will be soft-hearted to you." Wen Yan looked a little cold when he complained, which was different from usual, "Why are you so wicked?"

"No evil intentions." Gu Jianhan adjusted their hand-holding posture to interlocking fingers, and gently pulled him towards him. It was not always strong, but gave people the illusion of a cat hooking people with its tail, "again Give me half a year, and I will definitely handle everything well, and I will tell A Yan all the reasons."

"A Yan, I didn't ask you anything, but this matter, give me a little more time, okay?"

Wen Yan had nothing to do with him.

"Master has said so, can I still say it is not good?"

If he is still stubborn, Gu Jianhan will purse his lips and red eyes and feel sad. Whoever sees that look will feel distressed, and his master will feel even more distressed. If he can't coax him well, he will really lose his wife and lose his army.

"Ayan."

"Ah."

He responded sullenly, and in the next moment something cool and soft was pasted on his lips. He was so familiar with the touch that he knew without looking that it was Gu Jianhan's slightly white lips.

Even a beauty trick is used, how important are those people and those things, worthy of him taking the initiative to offer a kiss?

Wen Yan was blinded by jealousy, and for a moment he forgot that Gu Jianhan offered kisses quite often on weekdays.Because he likes kissing very much, kissing Wen Yan will make him feel very happy, and his whole body will feel comfortable, but Wen Yan is a little shy most of the time, mostly when he hugs him, and generally doesn't actively kiss him.

He loves hugs, too, but why would he want to give up when they can have both?

Wen Yan had no choice but to give in, but his heart was still burning. At this time, Gu Jianhan's kissing him was like hitting a knife's edge.Wen Yan was reluctant to make his eyes red, but he didn't say he was reluctant to make his eyes red from being kissed. After this heavy suck, Gu Jianhan pushed him many times while whimpering, but he didn't stop obediently like usual .

It was as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had just suffered from, and impose all the price of concessions on him. Regardless of his resistance and struggle, he wanted to devour his disobedient master in an undeniable way. It's better to let him stop saying those sad things.

The clay figurine is still bloody, and Wen Yan is no longer a fish to be slaughtered. The feeling of holding his beloved master firmly in his arms, in the palm of his hand, and in his lips and tongue is very good, almost It's fascinating, addictive.

While listening to Gu Jianhan's slight sobbing, he thought, when he gets stronger, he can stop the master's letter.