Master, he never speaks

After passing the Misty Mountain, the rest of the journey will be much easier. On this journey, Zhu Jixiu instructed Zhu Hanshuang to be handy, and asked Zhu Hanshuang to bring him tea and water for him, and then asked Zhu Hanshuang to squeeze his shoulders and back for him. .

In short, in Zhu Jixiu's eyes, he can't see that Zhu Hanshuang has any signs of stopping. Once Zhu Hanshuang wants to stop and take a rest, he will urge Zhu Hanshuang to continue doing here and there. In the end, even Mu Ying who was sitting on the side I couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but said:

Mu Ying: "Little brother, we are all in the same sect, and we need to save some face for each other. Why do you torture others like this? If you need someone to serve you, I brought a few swift and diligent maids before I left the Destiny Sect. I can call you over."

Hearing this, Zhu Hanshuang looked at Mu Ying not only with gratitude, but also with a little bit of relief in a vague way. After so many years, he did not raise Mu Ying so much in vain. My child, my heart is still toward him.

Who knows, after Zhu Jixiu listened to what Mu Ying said, he glanced in Zhu Hanshuang's direction, saw the expression on Zhu Hanshuang's face, smiled meaningfully, and used his fingertips to wipe the empty Pushing the teacup in the direction of Zhu Hanshuang, he said word by word:

Zhu Jixiu: "No, no one else can serve me. I only want Su Yu alone."

What he said was a little too ambiguous, not at all like Zhu Jixiu's usual style. Mu Ying opened her eyes wide in surprise, but Zhu Hanshuang had heard too much on weekdays. Is teasing myself.

Zhu Jixiu: "You... have no objections?"

Zhu Jixiu supported his chin with one hand, and his silver-white hair slid down his cheeks. Some gorgeous and delicate facial features were born with an eye-catching temperament. Obviously this sentence is a question sentence, from Zhu Jixiu's mouth Come out, but it turned into an absolute command tone.

Zhu Hanshuang lowered his eyes and sighed helplessly. What opinion could he have? With his current identity, he dared not have any opinions. After all, Zhu Jixiu's identity was kept there. He is a little disciple of the Medicine Pavilion , what advice can I have.

Zhu Jixiu: "Look, big sister, he himself said it's okay, I didn't force him."

Zhu Jixiu blinked his eyes in a rare childish manner. Every time he teases Su Yu, he is the most relaxed time. It seems that Su Yu can have various expressions on his face, which are very attractive to him. .

Mu Ying: "You..."

Mu Ying glanced at Zhu Hanshuang, then at Zhu Jixiu, and finally said nothing, just sighed slightly, shook her head, said nothing, followed Zhu Jixiu.

Zhu Jixiu: "Full up."

Zhu Jixiu's fingers hooked up and flicked on the small ceramic teacup, making a crisp ding sound. Zhu Hanshuang held his breath in his heart, and finally heeded Zhu Jixiu's words, lifted the small teapot, and filled Zhu Jixiu's mouth up.

Zhu Jixiu: "You are really obedient."

Zhu Jixiu didn't drink the tea that Zhu Hanshuang poured, but pulled Zhu Hanshuang to his side, before he could react, he fell down and put his head on Zhu Hanshuang's lap, looking comfortably Books come.

Su Yu (Zhu Hanshuang): "..."

Zhu Jixiu used to do this kind of thing for Zhu Hanshuang. Every time he returned to Jiange after school and saw Zhu Hanshuang reading medical books in a rattan chair, he would walk over and take the medical books out of Zhu Hanshuang's hands , Let my master lie on my lap.

Falling into the memory again, Zhu Hanshuang was lost in thought. At this time, he was no longer the number one sword cultivator aloft, but an ordinary person. When he was thinking about something, he raised his eyebrows. Once he fell into When meditating, it is difficult to pull out your own thoughts.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Hanshuang missed Zhu Jixiu's probing eyes. At this time, Zhu Jixiu's eyes were not placed on the book, but his eyes were half lifted up. Those dark red eyes were heavy, like It's like the seemingly clear sky is about to change, which makes people feel depressed and scared.

Zhu Hanshuang was engrossed in thinking about things, and he just looked at the expression on Zhu Hanshuang's face so carefully, and felt more and more that even though the skin was different, there was definitely something in common between Su Yu and his master.

It is this common point that makes Zhu Jixiu unable to take his eyes away from Zhu Hanshuang's cheeks. Su Yu and Zhu Hanshuang are equally gentle and careful, and even when they are angry, they speak in the same tone. Ji Xiu had a strong sense of strangeness.

Zhu Jixiu: [What if... if you say, Su Yu he... is the master? 】

This bold idea was gradually brewing in Zhu Jixiu's mind. Once the seeds of doubt were planted, they could not be erased unless they were eradicated.

With this thought in mind, Zhu Jixiu suddenly dropped the book, put his hands on the wooden board next to him, and supported himself.

Then, before Zhu Hanshuang could react, he pinched Zhu Hanshuang's chin with one hand, forced him to raise his head, then buried his face in Zhu Hanshuang's neck, took a deep breath, and smelled Zhu Hanshuang's body.

Zhu Hanshuang was taken aback by his actions. The neck has always been his sensitive point, and even if he changed his body, there was no way to change this damn sensitive point.

Zhu Hanshuang let out a small exclamation, Zhu Jixiu's lips were pressed against his neck, his Adam's apple slid up and down along Zhu Jixiu's lips because of tension, with a fatal seductive meaning.

Su Yu (Zhu Hanshuang): "...Don't, don't."

Zhu Hanshuang never expected that Zhu Jixiu would suddenly engage in such a coquettish operation. His body was weak, but he still raised his hand, half-stroking Zhu Jixiu's face, and exhausted all his strength to push Zhu Jixiu Xiu pushed himself aside.

Su Yu (Zhu Hanshuang): "Huhu..."

Zhu Hanshuang glared at Zhu Jixiu in embarrassment, her fair cheeks were already stained with a halo, which looked like the pink sunset glow on the edge of the sky in the evening.

Su Yu (Zhu Hanshuang): "Zhu Jixiu, you...are you sick!"

Zhu Jixiu didn't push away Zhu Hanshuang's hand, the other's hand was covering half of his face at this moment, he only showed a pair of dark red eyes, those eyes stared at the blush on Zhu Hanshuang's face, and the other party's anger It looked like he wasn't angry.

Instead, he stuck out his tongue and lightly licked Zhu Hanshuang's palm.

Su Yu (Zhu Hanshuang): "Ah!"

It felt like an electric shock, Zhu Hanshuang quickly withdrew her hand, curled up the hand that Zhu Jixiu had licked, and put it behind her, her eyes were slightly rounded.

Seeing Zhu Hanshuang's appearance, Zhu Jixiu couldn't hold back, and tilted his head to chuckle. His eyes were narrow and long, with the cunning of a fox, and his voice was low, and he said word by word:

Zhu Jixiu: "You look like a person..."

It could be that person.