I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

"Master, let your fingers be softer, don't be so stiff, I'm not easy to operate."

"Master, don't move around, be careful not to get hurt!"

"Relax, it's okay, it's okay..."

Gu Jianhan: "..."

It was just cutting a radish, and Wen Yan was making too much of a fuss.

"Yes, okay, that's it, I'll take you, I won't cut your fingers, don't worry—"

"It doesn't matter if you cut your finger, as a teacher, you don't have to worry about such a trivial matter."

Wen Yan circled him from behind, leaned slightly and tilted his head, and his head was gently pressed against him: "But Master's body is so stiff, isn't it because he is too nervous?"

When he first learned to cook, he didn't dare to use a kitchen knife for a while, and he cut vegetables slowly for fear of cutting his fingers.

"……no."

How can you be brave again, Wen Yan thought to himself.

"Okay, okay, if the master says it's not right." He was very perfunctory when he heard this, Gu Jianhan pursed his lips, looking a little worried.

However, his face was already red.

Wen Yan has no appetite for him, but insists on being so close to him.

Wen Yan concentrated on teaching him how to cut vegetables, and it was really hand in hand, with Gu Jianhan holding the kitchen knife in one hand and pressing the radish in the other, he put his hand on the back of Gu Jianhan's hand, grabbed his five fingers, and took him to cut half of the fresh radish Cut into translucent slices and the other half into angular radish cubes.

"Let's cook a light side dish later."

He originally wanted to do more tricks to coax Gu Jianhan to eat more, but when these words fell into Gu Jianhan's ears, it had another meaning.

This is to clear his heart and eliminate his desires.

"I don't want to eat fried radish slices."

"Eh? I remember that Shizun likes to eat radishes, don't you like the taste of stir-frying?"

Gu Jianhan hummed sullenly, not very interested, Wen Yan pondered for a moment, and finally decided to fry some radish balls.

"It's okay to eat some fried food once in a while, anyway, we still have black-bone chicken soup. But master, remember to eat less, because your health is not good, eat more nutritious food tonic, otherwise your body will never get better, master It’s hard to respect, and it’s hard for me to look at it.”

Gu Jianhan suddenly raised his head and leaned back, his beautiful cat eyes stared at Wen Yan's side face: "I am in good health."

Wen Yan didn't respond, and his movements didn't stop, he still took Gu Jianhan's hand to chop vegetables in an orderly manner: "Oh, sometimes I really envy Master."

"what?"

"I said—I envy Master." He repeated, "Do you want to know why?"

Gu Jianhan snorted softly, didn't say he wanted to, didn't say he didn't want to, just stared at Wen Yan with round eyes without blinking.

"Master always has the confidence to talk big, why is he in good health, why is this little injury okay, what can make me seven times a night, what—"

"To shut up!"

"Okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up." Wen Yan didn't want to really annoy him, "I didn't say this to make you angry, but to tell you, Master, do what you can, and you don't have to be so brave in front of me It's okay, try to rely on me more, okay?"

Gu Jianhan felt that the thing in his hand had changed, he didn't know what kind of dish it was, and the knife was also different from the previous one.It was the first time he knew that cooking a meal required so much effort, trouble, and tediousness, but Wen Yan cooked it for him every day, and never complained.

Even if it is very tiring to say a word, I hope that the master will hug him, and I have never had it.

"You also try... rely on me more."

Wen Yan smiled, and took a few lotus roots from the bamboo basket and cut them leisurely: "Aren't I dependent enough on Master, I eat Master's, live in Master's, use Master's, learn Master's... is completely a model of eating soft rice, without Master, I would not only starve to death and freeze to death, but also become an out-and-out waste, isn't it enough to rely on Master now?"

Gu Jianhan wanted to say that it wasn't about those things, but that he hoped that his heart could rely on him more, act like a baby to him more, cling to him more, don't devote all his attention to cultivation, it is best to lie in his arms when he has free time.

But he knew that even if he said it, Wen Yan wouldn't listen or wouldn't listen.

Every time he used the excuse of practicing swords to lock himself in the training room, he would never come out every three to five hours, and even if he came out, he would go straight to the bathroom, and finally returned to the bed exhausted, and would not treat him What to do again.

He knows his seriousness and hard work, and also understands his desire to become stronger quickly. He also thought the same way when he was young, but seeing Wen Yan like this, he actually felt very lonely.

Mingming shared the same bed every day, and often stuck together when I personally taught him how to practice swords, but the practice stone room was separated by a wall, and he felt extremely lonely and empty.

The winter in Lengyue Peak is extremely cold for him, so he usually doesn't go out, at most he refines a few furnaces of high-level pills in the alchemy room, or researches new spiritual weapons in the alchemy room, but often When he finished everything, Wen Yan hadn't come out of the cultivation stone room, and he would sometimes go to urge him, but after a long time, he realized that it was an interruption, and later, his hibernation time gradually increased.

In the past, hibernation was to relieve the body's excessive stress response, forget the pain in deep sleep, and preserve his strength, but this winter, he was just too lonely because he was often left out.

Fortunately, there was Wen Yan's breath on the bed, surrounding him and wrapping him, it was considered a good sleep.

He wanted to tell him that it was okay to not work so hard, anyway, he would take good care of him, love him wholeheartedly, and would not let him suffer a little.But he felt that this was inappropriate, and it was cruel to easily deny a child's seriousness.

Wen Yan is not his appendage, he should learn to respect him.

"Master, are you finished in a daze?"

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, looking at him with a smile on his face.

From the moment he cut the lotus root, Gu Jianhan has been in a daze, he knew it without looking, his fingers were completely softened, he fiddled with it as much as he wanted, his breathing slowed down, most of the weight of his body was leaning on him.

After cutting the vegetables, Wen Yan stopped holding his hands, wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief, and let him sit in a daze on his own, while using his spiritual power to stew all kinds of herbs and ingredients in the pot Afterwards, she also started peeling the shrimps quietly, without disturbing him, happily in front of the humanoid cushion.

It's been a long time since there was such a warm time between them.

They fell in love smoothly, but this road was not so smooth, and it was very bumpy.They all have very serious mental disabilities, because of various reasons, misunderstandings abound, and one after another, plus the threat of the demon king and other bad guys, it has been very hard for more than half a year, and there have been many injuries, Over time it is also a habit.

This kind of life is really not a good day, but because I want to be with the people around me all the time, I can survive no matter how hard it is.Because there is something worth looking forward to and enough to give everything for, even if you are still trapped in the narrow road where the sun is not visible, you firmly believe that there will be a day when you will suddenly see the light.

As long as I can be with Master.

Be together all the time.

"...Am I in a daze?"

Wen Yan looked down at him, smiled and hummed: "Except for the black chicken soup, all the dishes are ready."

Gu Jianhan turned around in his arms, looked at his handsome and lovely apprentice carefully against the sky, seemed to want to reach out to touch his face, but suddenly remembered something, his right hand turned sharply in mid-air, broad daylight He actually wanted to pick off Wen Yan's clothes.

Wen Yan was just a little surprised, his ears turned red quietly, but he didn't stop him: "Master... this is in the kitchen."

Unexpectedly, Gu Jianhan just peeled off his clothes, touched his right belly carefully with his fingertips, raised his eyes and asked seriously: "How did this thing come from?"

Wen Yan didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He messed up that letter.

"sorry."

"I ask you how this mark came from!"

Gu Jianhan was obviously in a hurry, pulled his clothes and his brows and eyes sank, as if he was going to punish him if he didn't confess.

How fierce, Wen Yan thought to himself.

Is this what it feels like to have a shrewd wife at home?

"Don't tell me that you accidentally dropped it." His tone was dark and not easy to provoke.

Wen Yan quickly denied: "How can I have that ability!"

"It's just that I accidentally hurt it when I was sparring with Master Jiekong. It's okay, and it doesn't hurt too much, and it's healed now... I don't believe Master, I really don't feel anything at all."

As he spoke, he was about to take Gu Jianhan's hand to hit the flying ring magic dart on his right abdomen. Where Gu Jianhan was willing to fight, he just lifted his hand away. The strength was so great that Wen Yanmeng was brought back to the beginning When we met... Gu Jianhan was still really bad-tempered towards him.

"How could Qixue use the magic dart of the flying ring?! How dare you touch you, I will kill you sooner or later—"

Wen Yan quickly covered his lips, shook his head wildly at him for a while, and said solemnly: "Master, in fact, this matter is also due to me, and I didn't think it through. Master Jiekong is not a bad person. He has always been good to me before. , and I have come back properly, Master, don’t argue with senior Jie Kong again because of me, okay?”

Gu Jianhan obviously had a very bad look, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyebrows were sharp, and his knuckles were pinching.

"Okay, master, I probably won't go down the mountain in the future, alas, I have more time to accompany you."

"...accompany me?"

Gu Jianhan was stunned for a moment, and his lips were covered by him. When he spoke, his tone was stuffy, and he looked very cute.

Of course, maybe only Wen Yan would think so.

He nodded heavily, and said seriously: "It just so happens that Master needs someone to take care of him recently. I won't practice swords for the time being these few days. Anyway, the difference between me and you is not just these few days. It can't be because of too much Pursue the refinement of cultivation and ignore the master."

His original intention of cultivating so hard was just to protect Gu Jianhan, but if he failed to take good care of him because of this, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

He let go of the hand covering Gu Jianhan's lips, fastened his clothes again, and took his hand out of the kitchen.

"Master, let's sit in the open room for a while. There are milk and nectar in the sandalwood cabinet by the door. If Master wants to drink, you can make a cup yourself." He said, "Master can make it. It's very simple. I taught it before. over you."

"Don't you drink?"

"I don't like drinking it very much." He smiled at him, "Master, just drink it."

He pushed him lightly, then turned around and entered the kitchen, and said back, "Master, remember to clean up the table."

Gu Jianhan nodded, and went to Mingjian wearing those cotton slippers. Those shoes were a bit big for him, but it didn't affect anything.There was still Wen Yan's temperature inside, it was so warm and comfortable that every toe couldn't help curling up.

He opened the small carved door of the sandalwood cabinet, poured out a cup of milk from the milk jug, resealed the milk jug, and picked up the peach blossom water glass bottle beside it.

There is only less than one-fifth of the Hundred Flowers Honey left in it.

Gu Jianhan thought for a while, and seemed to understand something, so he ran to the side tea cabinet and took out a teapot, poured a new pot, and added several spoonfuls of nectar without hesitation.

This thing is precious, but not so precious that Wen Yan needs to save money to ensure the supply.If he has the heart, he can go to the Food Sect, and the Hundred Flower Bees that Lu Wenqing has worked so hard to raise in his mansion can also produce honey with similar effects.

It's just that he thought it was too troublesome and indebted before, so he never mentioned it.

But if Wen Yan likes it, he has so many things that he can trade with Lu Wenqing, and there is no question of whether it is troublesome or not, and whether he owes favors.

...

Wen Yan's black-bone chicken soup was sprinkled with salt, when he heard footsteps coming from outside, from far to near, when he looked back, it was indeed his master.

"Didn't Master just sit and wait for me? My side will be fine soon. If Master is idle, can you help me get four bowls and two pairs of chopsticks out?"

"Four bowls?"

"Two soups."

Gu Jianhan approached him, leaning towards him to look at the soup in the casserole, he seemed a little curious, because he had eaten Wen Yansheng's soup before, and he had never seen this pot of thick soup boiling.

Wen Yan thought for a while, picked up the spoon on the side and scooped out a little, puffed up and blew, and then fed it to Gu Jianhan's lips with his hand.

"Master, help me try saltiness."

Gu Jianhan was stunned, raised his eyes to look at him, and subconsciously opened his lips to drink the soup in the spoon, but not only did he not taste the saltiness, but he was burned until he frowned, and when he pursed his lips and looked at him, the corners of his eyes turned red up.

Wen Yan was so frightened that his hands trembled, but luckily it didn't splash on Gu Jianhan's body. If he scalded him again, Wen Yan would almost have to apologize with death.

He threw the spoon back into the pot at once, raised Gu Jianhan's chin, and squeezed his cheeks with one hand: "Master, let me see if my tongue is burned." In addition to Gu Jianhan's low body temperature, he is also more sensitive to heat. It's okay for him to blow on it and drink it directly, but Gu Jianhan can't.

Gu Jianhan was actually scalded just once, it wasn't a big deal, but seeing Wen Yan's anxious look, he obediently stuck out his tongue, and licked Wen Yan's warm fingertips with the red tip of his tongue.