I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

"Master, keep still like this first, and I will be able to swallow the body fluid after a while, so that the effect of the medicine can be exerted, otherwise I will swallow it all."

Gu Jianhan: "..."

Wen Yan touched the tip of Gu Jianhan's tongue with his fingertips, and could feel the soft part shrinking sensitively.Gu Jianhan glanced at him, confirmed that he really didn't have any appetite, then continued to shrink back and lie obediently in his mouth, but obediently lowered his mouth, did not touch the palate, and did not swallow his saliva.

"It's so nice."

Wen Yan gently pinched his thin cheek with the hand wearing medical examination gloves, Gu Jianhan narrowed his eyes slightly, not used to being pinched, but he didn't yell at him or stop him.

Wen Yan picked up the glove on the ground, and destroyed it together with the one in his hand with spiritual power, and went back to put the watermelon frost spray back in the medical box. Gu Jianhan's injury can be completely healed with spiritual power.

They rarely use the medkit, nor do they need to use this.Gu Jianhan's body is weak, but he's not coquettish. If something happens and he gets injured, he can solve it by himself. He doesn't need his healing skills, let alone his medical kit, because whether it's his healing skills or the medical kit, it doesn't matter. , is too troublesome for Gu Jianhan.

He originally thought so.

Therefore, he didn't spend much effort to learn advanced healing techniques, because things that Gu Jianhan didn't need seemed superfluous.

He was also in a hurry just now, and he even forgot this point.

Wen Yan tidied up his things more and more slowly, until Gu Jianhan suddenly came to his side at some point, and gently tugged at his sleeve.

He didn't speak, just stared at him, pursed his lips tightly, and looked hesitant to speak.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Gu Jianhan opened his eyes, seemed to be thinking for a moment, and finally turned his head to look straight into Wen Yan's eyes, and slightly parted his lips towards him.

Wen Yan first saw a bit of sticky body fluid forming a silver thread between his lips, and he wiped the corners of his lips thoughtfully for him, looking down at the situation in his mouth.

The watermelon frost on the soft tongue has almost melted, a puddle of clear fluid has accumulated deep in the mouth, the uvula is still contracting unbearably, but it is hard to suppress the throat in order to avoid swallowing the fluid accidentally, it looks very Hard.

"Sorry..." he said, "I forgot to tell Master, it's ready to swallow."

He could have swallowed it long ago, he just stared blankly for a while, leaving his master aside.

Wen Yan knew he made a mistake, so he quickly closed the locker door, watching Gu Jianhan swallow in small mouthfuls, he patted Gu Jianhan's back to comfort him.

It is best not to eat within half an hour after spraying the watermelon frost spray, so Wen Yan set an alarm clock and warmed the dishes in the kitchen with amber thunder-type spiritual power.

"Master, can you heal yourself? If it is a burn of this degree, it shouldn't take much effort to heal it."

He helped Gu Jianhan to the side of the couch and sat down, and it took a while before Zhuangruo asked unintentionally.

Gu Jianhan pursed his lips and stared at him for a while, those beautiful cat eyes were much brighter than when they first met, they would sparkle when looking at Wen Yan, but at this moment, they were not only shining, but also had other meanings, a little ignorant , a little trouble, and a little dependence that he thought he didn't need to say.

Wen Yan's right hand looped over his thin back and rested on his right shoulder. It was different from when we first saw it. It had changed from bony to slightly rounded, and it felt a little fleshy to the touch, although it was still Very thin, but at least not so thin as a stick.

Keep going.

He was thinking like this, but suddenly felt a little heavier in his arms, and looked down, it turned out that his master was leaning here, leaning most of the weight of his body on him.He leaned his head gently on his shoulder, and pressed his cool forehead against the side of his neck. Wen Yan could even feel the heat of that cinnabar mole, which was the only place on Gu Jianhan's body that had been hot for a long time.

His master is tall and thin, and he is not soft or warm when hugged. He does not have the fluffy and soft body like a plush toy, nor is it as warm as a real cat when hugged. Sometimes Wen Yan feels like Even when holding a human-shaped ice cube, it will even feel painful when it hits a rib or hip bone.

But holding his master, he felt an unprecedented happiness.It seems that I finally have a cat of my own. Even if he is not soft and warm enough, he is still the cutest and most lovable kitten in the world.If those sweet lovers like to use heart and liver to compare their significant other, then he feels that his master is more like his bones.

"I have a very simple method to make the pain disappear instantly, but if you can help me cure it, Ayan, I would rather have wounds on my body that cannot be healed—"

"Master!" Wen Yan became anxious again, "What are you talking about? Bah, bah, bah! I won't let Master have wounds!"

"Listen to me, frizzy."

Gu Jianhan laughed at him.

"But I think, if there are wounds on my body that cannot be healed, then A Yan will definitely have endless tears. If the Lengyue Peak is flooded by then, your Uncle Dong will kill our teacher The disciples swept out of the house."

Perhaps he was concerned about the problem of his tongue, when he spoke, he spoke with a slightly less obvious nasal sound, his speech speed was a bit slower, and his voice was slightly vague, which made him sound cute in contrast to his usual one.

Wen Yan pinched his face, and said sullenly: "How can I be so crying, in the eyes of the master, am I a crying ghost? Obviously the master is the one who loves to cry the most."

He was a little obsessed with this feeling, even though Gu Jianhan's face didn't have much cheek flesh to pinch, the pleasure of the close contact between the thumb and index finger and Gu Jianhan's cheek still made him a little addicted.

But perhaps more important is the psychological satisfaction. This kind of action is very intimate. He will only do it to Gu Jianhan, and Gu Jianhan will only let him pinch it alone. This kind of possessive action fascinates Wen Yan very much. .

"If the sect master really kicks us out, then I will take Master to watch the sunrise and sunset together, the tide rises and falls, the flowers bloom and wither, the birds fly and the birds return, and wander the world, wouldn't it be great?"

"Do you like life like that?"

"...I'm talking about the situation if you can't stay in Lengyue Peak. As long as I can be with Master, I am happy to live any kind of life."

Gu Jianhan was silent for a moment: "Actually, I—"

"Jingle bells - tinkle bells -"

"The alarm clock is ringing." Wen Yan took out his phone from the pillow and turned off the alarm, and caught a glimpse of the latest notification message along the way.

"It is known that a light cavalry from the demon world is rapidly approaching the current location of the master, and it will arrive at the barrier of Lengyue Peak in about an hour. I hope the master and Gu Zongshi will know and make plans early."

"The reward for intimate contact with Yuanshen Yuanying: the relief method of the control-type Gu poisonous corpse incense powder.

Attached is a specific recipe: the brainchild of a visitor from another world"

The visitor from another world... Is he the one you are talking about?

His heart and blood actually have such a use!

"Great! Master! We're saved!!" He silently recited the Blade Transformation Art in his heart, and an amber spirit blade appeared in his hand. The blade was so sharp that it could cut iron like mud.

Gu Jianhan instinctively sensed the danger, grabbed the edge tightly, and sat up from Wen Yan's arms.

"what are you doing?!"

The two roared in unison.

Wen Yan didn't dare to move, Gu Jianhan didn't move, and swished sharp eyes at him.

Seeing him looking like he was going to eat people, Wen Yan didn't have the guts to confront him head-on, and quickly coaxed him in a good voice: "Master, Master, let go! Let go, okay? It hurts, it hurts, you hold it like this It hurts..."

"It doesn't hurt to hold it like this. I'm used to it. My hand doesn't feel any pain a long time ago. You don't have to worry about it." Gu Jianhan's face was completely cold at this time, "What do you want to do—this is what determines whether I hurt or not. thing."

"If you hurt me, then I must want you to hurt me. I am a person who will take revenge on others, and naturally I will not let my beloved Ayanna go easily."

As he said this, the strength in his hands increased again. Wen Yan watched the scarlet blood dripping down his fingers, and flowing into his cuffs along his palm lines and wrists, only then did he know what he said What does it mean to make him hurt.

"Gu Jianhan."

His voice suddenly became hoarse, his thin lips turned white, the hand holding the handle of the knife began to tremble uncontrollably, his back molars were clenched tightly, and his jaw line was also tense.

He never called Gu Jianhan's name in person, and rarely showed such a cruel look in his eyes, but this time he was really angry.

Gu Jianhan was also taken aback, and before Wen Yan could finish reciting the mantra of retracting the blade, he consciously let go of his hand. The moment the spirit blade disappeared, his palms returned to their original state, and his azure cuffs also returned to cleanliness, even in the air. There is not a trace of blood.

"I……"

He seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth, and only made a little sound, and the rest were drowned in a dazed panic, not knowing what to do.

Like a frightened bird, he was covered by the cold snow on the branches, shivering and frightened.

When Wen Yan moved, he was afraid that it was because he was so angry that he wanted to run away from home.

"Ayan!"

He stretched out his hand to grab Wen Yan's sleeve, but Wen Yan just pulled his hand off. How could Gu Jianhan let him go? Yan shut it up, but heard his A Yan say something in a cold voice.

"Let me see your hands."

That was the most indifferent tone Wen Yan could make.

Gu Jianhan's eyes turned red instantly.

He didn't complain that Wen Yan spoke coldly, and he no longer blamed him for suddenly turning into a spiritual blade and pointing the blade to his heart. He just clenched his sleeve tightly with the other hand, and then slowly let go of this hand. Very obedient, very meekly spread out Bai Shengsheng's palm and showed it to him.