The decent boss always wants to attack me

"You can't."

Bai Qing raised his hand and yawned, leaning lazily on the jade railing of the high platform, he held the blue-glowing sword in his palm and twirled it casually, like a bewitching green lotus slowly blooming in the air .

The double image that is waved is also strangely beautiful.

The young master was addicted to playing, and he lost his eyes when he swung the sword like a stick. When he was enjoying himself, the young man suddenly came up to him and blinked at him: "Then you teach me."

Bai Qing snorted, "I don't teach."

He is also good at swordsmanship, if he even teaches Chu Xiu the ability to guard the house, he will not be the one who is unlucky in future fights.

Chu Xiu persevered, and asked him while gesturing: "Master, the speed was a bit fast just now, I didn't see it clearly, is that so?"

The young master folded his arms and looked at him, he always felt that Chu Xiu's movements were repeatedly testing the edge of the same hands and feet.

Is it so awkward?

Bai Qing picked up the sword and danced a few times, his figure was smooth, and the little boy immediately showed envious eyes. He raised his head and threw the sword to Chu Xiu: "Isn't it just like this, how simple."

Chu Xiu took the sword, stabbed straight forward, and the soles of his feet were a little messy, just like a butcher holding a knife and gun, without any elegance of the sword, but the man didn't know it at all, and he was still working hard. After completing these actions, he turned his head and asked, "Is this so?"

Bai Qing helped his forehead, he didn't remember that Chu Xiu's swordsmanship was so bad.

The white and slender hand brushed the child's sword-holding hand to help him correct his posture. The black and smooth hair was lifted by the wind and gently swept across Chu Xiu's cheeks. The crossing became softer, and the young man pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two shallow pear dimples.

The young master raised his hand and patted his leg, smacked his lips and said, "The foot is not stable."

When there was no response, Bai Qing raised his eyebrows and poked his waist with the hilt of his sword: "I'm talking to you."

The young man suddenly turned around and held down the sword, his eyes sparkled, he got closer, and didn't stop until Bai Qing couldn't help but backed up, boasting sincerely: "Young master is really powerful."

Bai Qing didn't feel that he was thin-skinned before, but now his face was burning hot from those hot eyes.

"Big Brother!!"

Che Zuo was a good boy, the young master immediately dropped his sword, walked down the high platform and looked down with his head.

When the people in the audience saw him showing his face, they quickly put their hands on their mouths and shouted at him: "Elder brother! Go and persuade Master!! He's making moon cakes again!!"

The young master's eyelids twitched, his heart was in a bad mood, and he almost forgot that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival!

He couldn't agree with Han Dongyun's taste. Bai Qing still remembered last year, the man pulled him and asked, "Old Bai, what kind of mooncake do you like? Sweet or salty?"

The young master swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and replied honestly: "Sweet."

In fact, when Han Dongyun asked this question, Bai Qing had a bad premonition. He thought that Han Dongyun must love salty mooncakes because of their strong taste. Who knew that that night, a group of people gathered around the table waiting for him to serve them. It was a plate of mooncakes. Fruit and vegetable mooncakes in green grassland colors.

The fruit and vegetable mooncakes are very common, and the color is not the point. The light green is quite cute, but Han Dongyun's strange vegetable is bitter melon.

He will always remember the feeling when he took a bite and instantly filled his taste buds with the distorted bitter taste. What was unbearable was that Han Dongyun even added onion, ginger and garlic.

The most pitiful person is not him, but Che Zuo. The child has never eaten mooncakes with this taste. He swallowed them in a daze when he met Han Dongyun's expectant eyes, and said against his will with red eyes: "Master, it's delicious. .”

After he finished speaking, Bai Qing wanted to cheer him up a few times, but the result of that sentence was that Han Dongyun was extremely confident in his cooking skills, especially keen on cooking pastries.

Bai Qing was about to call Chu Xiu over, but saw that the little ancestor also changed his face, he moved a little faster than him, and pulled him off the Xuanyue platform.

As soon as he entered the Hanling Hall, the young master was choked by the spicy smell that was about to numb the whole room, his eyes were red.

The uneasiness and panic in his heart suddenly reached the maximum, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Han Dongyun cooking dark dishes again.

Have you ever eaten mooncakes with pineapple and pepper flavor?

The sweet and sour taste of the pineapple and the spicy peppercorns tasted almost in his mouth, and Bai Qing really couldn't understand Han Dongyun's brain circuit.

"Do you like Laoganma mooncakes?"

Han Dongyun's hands that were tinkering with peppercorns stopped, and he raised his head in surprise, his eyes showed the excitement of finding a companion: "You like it too!!?"

Bai Qing snatched the medicine pot from his hand without saying a word, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Master, you should take a break. This year's moon cakes will be made by disciples. What do you think, Chu Xiu?"

The young man glanced at the crushed peppercorns with a dark face, nodded and said, "Senior brother is right."

Han Dongyun was reluctantly pushed out of the Hanling Hall. Before he could stand still, he saw Che Zuo covering his mouth and laughing. He put his hands on his hips and shouted angrily, "Don't think I didn't see you laughing!"

After he drove Che Zuo away, Chu Xiu asked the same thing: "Master, do you like sweets or..."

"Stop it! I'll eat sweets and nothing else!"

The young man lowered his head and laughed a few times, rolled up his sleeves and said softly, "Let me come, young master."

The bright and frosty moon is inlaid in the dark night sky like a bright mirror, so big that it seems to be drawn to the eyes, and the dark slanting shadow in the ice moon makes people's thoughts float up.

The osmanthus was blown down by the breeze along the top of the mountain. Taking advantage of the bright stars all over the sky, my mood became much more peaceful and peaceful.

Han Dongyun carried an ivory carrying case carved with plum patterns to hold snacks, followed by a car assistant.

Bai Qing's questioning eyes were very straightforward, and Han Dongyun's expression was also very proud: "Come with me."

This is the first time for Bai Qing to go to the top of Qiwumen Mountain. Under the high cliffs of green pines is an endless sea of ​​clouds. The tumbling clouds are dyed a dull light gray by the starlight. The bursts of fragrance emanating from the round moon and cinnamon.

Han Dongyun's cultivation was finally useful.

With a wave of his hand, a black-covered boat with both ends curved like crescent moons landed in front of everyone, with several moon-white veils hanging from the hull, a wooden pole stood high on the deck, and two bamboo lanterns hung on the top There is a faint soft light, and there is a small sandalwood table in the boat, which is just enough for four people to sit around.

When stepping on the deck, the hull made a "squeak" sound, and as the weight swayed, the boy reached out his hand in time to stabilize his body.

The green bamboo embroidered with thin silver silk reflected a beautiful luster under the moonlight, and the long hair slid down to his waist like a waterfall. The tailored silver-white clothes perfectly outlined the man's slender waist.

Chuchen wanted to trample him severely, seeing him show more captivating expressions.

Bai Qing thumped his shoulder, with a light smile in his eyes, like stars falling into a pond full of spring water, unable to hide the light, he said cheerfully: "Thank you."

Chu Xiu came back to his senses, the tips of his ears were slightly red.

The black-covered boat staggered and started to move. The hull of the boat was wrapped by Han Dongyun's full spiritual power. Driving in this unprovoked sea of ​​clouds, the breeze was soft, and the snacks in the ivory carrying boxes were placed on the table.

Orange moon cakes, rose cakes, snow plums, wick cakes, and delicate pastries on a white jade porcelain plate make people particularly appetizing.

The last thing Han Dongyun took out was a jade-sand pot filled with the fragrance of tea.

"Perfect."

Bai Qing picked up a piece of mooncake made by his family's children with his fingertips. The fragrance on his lips and teeth was sweet to the tip of his heart. He boasted without hesitation: "Chu Xiu, your craftsmanship has improved. It's delicious."

The young man showed a smile: "As long as the young master likes it."

Very nice.

Han Dongyun curled his lips, why is the atmosphere between the two of them always different from others?

"Master, the mooncakes you made are also delicious."

Bai Qing bit the mooncake and didn't swallow it. He couldn't believe how much Che Zuo was tortured by Han Dongyun, and he was still saying things against his will, but when he turned his head, he saw that Che Zuo's eyes were very serious, and his obsidian eyes were shining with stars.

Han Dongyun was overjoyed, snorted his head several times, and said happily: "I think so too, as a teacher, continue next year?"

Che Zuo nodded: "Listen to Master!"

The eldest young master shook his head and sighed, the good boy was misled by him, but the young man beside him gave Che Zuo an extra look intriguingly.

Bai Qing was half-lying on the railing of the ship, his sleeves fluttering, his fingertips stirred up a light mist in the cloud, the cool breeze passed by his fingers, he grabbed another handful into the cloud with his backhand, his hand was empty, The turbulent clouds were scattered by him, but gathered together after a while, and the bright fireworks of Yunxia Town could still be vaguely seen.

He rested his chin on his arm and teased the clouds with great interest, without noticing the fiery eyes of the people behind him.

One word is strange.

Han Dongyun can understand Bai Qing's childlike behavior very well. In fact, he also wants to play with Bai Qing. Chu Xiu will not mention it. Che Zuo can be said to be his number one fanboy, so he must not do indecent behavior.

He cleared his throat, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said bluntly, "Look up."

The sound of the wind became far away, and even the huge silver moon disappeared for a moment.

Countless warm yellow sky lanterns suddenly rise above the sea of ​​clouds, reflecting warmth on people's faces. The candles are burning and swaying in the lanterns made of rice paper. The square orange lights are blowing with the wind in the hazy moonlight. For a while, even the starlight was inferior.

The bright flame lit up the entire night sky and ignited Bai Qing's eyes.

The young master held his breath, and was so shocked by this scene that he didn't speak for a long time, as if he ruined the atmosphere when he opened his mouth.

After a long time, he whispered softly: "It's so beautiful..."

What Bai Qing wanted to say was: I'm a fool, I'm not good at it.

He also felt that he was uneducated like this, but this dry "so beautiful" didn't show how educated he was.

Warm colors are more likely to attack the depths of one's heart, especially in such a heart-pounding scene, the young master's eyes are inexplicably sour, and an inexplicable disturbance arises in his heart.

He couldn't possibly be homesick.

Where does he have a home.

Only Han Dongyun could understand Bai Qing's dejected expression.

He opened his lips and said, "I have a home."

The young master suddenly raised his head.

Han Dongyun continued with a smile: "We have a family."

"It's right here, at the Seventh Mist Gate."

Bai Qing stared at him blankly.

He wanted to reach out and hug Bai Qing, but he couldn't stop Chu Xiu's fierce eyes behind him.

"Bai Qing, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

The eldest young master suddenly laughed. He sniffed and said seriously, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Their affectionate gaze didn't last long, Chu Xiu pulled Bai Qing towards him with all his strength, and whispered in his ear: "Master, I will always be with you."

The temperature from the palm is very real, and the strength is just right.

Bai Qingxiao's nose was a little blocked, and his eyes were softly shining, and he replied softly: "Okay."