Master, he never speaks

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, after the snow fell, the flowers bloomed more vigorously. I added a few pots of fresh flowers to our house. They are your favorite Clivia and Mu Yudie, which are placed on your bed. head."

As I said before, Zhu Jixiu likes to do such small things very much, and he likes to dress up the cold Jiange to be more popular. Under his dress, the Jiange has indeed lost the coldness and indifference on the surface, and has become It's a lot warmer.

But it is such a small matter, no matter how Zhu Hanshuang listened to it before, he would not feel dull or irritable. He liked the expression on Zhu Jixiu's face when he told these things, which would make Zhu Hanshuang feel happy.

Zhu Jixiu half hugged Zhu Hanshuang, ever since Zhu Hanshuang said that he could try with him, Zhu Jixiu turned into a clingy little milk dog, whenever he found an opportunity every day, he would cling to Zhu Hanshuang, saying Nothing comes down.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, should you buy some new clothes for you? I don't think you have too many winter clothes in your closet. Otherwise, I'll ask someone to make two more for you?"

In the past, when Zhu Hanshuang heard such words, she would only feel that Zhu Jixiu had grown up and knew how to love others. He didn't love him for so many years in vain.

But now when he knew the plot of the pure heart, Zhu Hanshuang's relief disappeared in an instant, and now it turned into guilt, sadness and bewilderment.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your body? Or did that bastard Mu Ling do something to you?"

Hearing this, Zhu Hanshuang's emotions were brought back bit by bit. He took a deep breath, forced himself to adjust the expression on his face and the emotions on his body, then shook his head at Zhu Jixiu, and spit out two words lightly. Character:

Zhu Hanshuang: "Nothing."

After finishing speaking, he raised his feet and walked into the room. Zhu Jixiu stared at Zhu Hanshuang's back for a moment, and then raised his feet to follow behind Zhu Hanshuang.

The room is filled with a faint scent of flowers, and everything from left to right is tidy. Zhu Jixiu organized the Jiange very well. Since having Zhu Jixiu, Zhu Hanshuang has successfully put on her clothes to eat with her hands Come to the day of opening your mouth.

Zhu Jixiu: "I also made fresh mung bean cakes for Master. Master, don't you like eating it the most? Come on, open your mouth."

Zhu Jixiu squeezed a piece of exquisite mung bean cake, and handed it to Zhu Hanshuang's lips. Zhu Hanshuang was thinking about something, and under the temptation of sweets, she opened her mouth without much struggle, thinking about things while licking her lips With mung bean cake.

Zhu Jixiu was sitting next to him, watching Zhu Hanshuang eat the mung bean cake he made with one hand resting on his chin, with a smile in his eyes. After realizing that Zhu Hanshuang was not paying attention, he suddenly leaned forward and stuck out the tip of his tongue. He licked his lips, and licked off the mung bean dregs that accidentally rubbed against his lips.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, why are you in a daze? You are so fascinated, do you want to say it and let me listen to it?"

Zhu Jixiu deliberately teased Zhu Hanshuang. After so many years of getting along, he can see clearly that his master is an ice beauty with an empty appearance. In fact, the inside is very soft. He can squeeze out water with a light squeeze.

From the beginning of the two of them to the present, Zhu Jixiu has never seen Zhu Hanshuang say a sentence of more than 10 words. His master's voice is so nice, but it is simply a dream to want his master to say a lot.

Zhu Hanshuang was soothed by Zhu Jixiu's teasing, he squinted slightly, his beautiful eyes glanced at Zhu Jixiu, as if saying that Zhu Jixiu was messing around, then looked away again, and began to concentrate on eating the mung bean cake in his hand.

Although Zhu Hanshuang likes to eat sweets, she also has strict requirements on the sweetness of sweets. The desserts should not be too sweet, otherwise they will feel greasy, but they should not be too ordinary, otherwise in Zhu Hanshuang's mouth, the sweetness will be very sweet. light.

So after Zhu Jixiu made so many cakes for Zhu Hanshuang, he finally mastered the sweetness of Zhu Hanshuang, and the cakes he made were very satisfying to Zhu Hanshuang.

Seeing his master sipping mung bean cakes, the corners of Zhu Jixiu's mouth never came down. His brows and eyes were curved, and he felt warm and hot in his heart. Every cell in his body was expressing his love for Zhu Hanshuang. like.

Zhu Jixiu: "What to do, what to do..."

Zhu Jixiu lay on the table, sighed softly, his dark red eyes seemed to hide stars, and said with a smile to Zhu Hanshuang:

Zhu Jixiu: "Master is so cute, I really want to eat Master in one bite."

Hearing this, Zhu Hanshuang was choked up by the mung bean cake, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick off the mung bean dregs on his lower lip, and the originally light-colored lips became a little rosy.

Zhu Jixiu looked at it, his dark red eyes became deeper and deeper, his more abrupt Adam's apple rolled up and down, he warned himself to hold back, but the person sitting opposite him was Zhu Hanshuang, how could this make him Can you bear it?

So Zhu Jixiu didn't say hello to Zhu Hanshuang, and leaned forward again, biting Zhu Hanshuang's lip with his teeth, biting it lightly, and then sucking Zhu Hanshuang's lip heavily.

In an instant, the rosy lips bloomed into a bright red color.

Zhu Hanshuang: "!!!???"

Zhu Hanshuang's face turned red, and he pushed Zhu Jixiu away forcefully, only feeling his lips numb from being sucked just now, and cursed in a low voice:

Zhu Hanshuang: "... rude."

After Zhu Jixiu stole the incense, his mood went upupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupupup.

Zhu Jixiu: "It's my apprentice who is wrong, and I am wrong."

This sentence is now in Zhu Hanshuang's eyes, and it can be automatically converted into another meaning-it is the disciple who is wrong, and I, Zhu Jixiu, are wrong, but although Zhu Jixiu knows that I am wrong, I Very rude, I still take advantage of Master, but I dare to do it next time.

That's right, I wish Jixiu is so crazy. Master's anger is the master's business, but whether I'm happy or not is my own business. My apology is very sincere and embarrassing, but I will dare next time, hey hey , I dare to dare to dare.

Just when Zhu Jixiu was thinking about how to take advantage of Zhu Hanshuang later, Mu Ying's voice suddenly came from outside:

Mu Ying: "Master, junior brother, I'm back!"

Hearing that, the moment they heard Mu Ying's voice, both Zhu Hanshuang and Zhu Jixiu were taken aback, and they looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

Mu Ying strode into the door, picked up the teacup on the table, and poured a glass of water.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, why are you back?"

Zhu Hanshuang: "???"

Zhu Jixiu: "Didn't you say that you will come back in the second half of the year?"

Hearing this, Mu Ying was also taken aback.

Mu Ying: "Ah? Didn't Sect Master Mu Ling ask me to come back? Didn't he tell you?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhu Hanshuang had an ugly expression on his face.

So from the beginning, Mu Ling had already arranged everything and had no intention of haggling with Zhu Hanshuang.