Why don't you follow the routine? [Putting through the book]

"Huh! It's finally finished." Yan Qing looked at his masterpiece in front of him with satisfaction, and praised repeatedly, "Look, isn't it great?"

[Host, you... what are you writing? 】

"Letter! Didn't you say every day that you had to write a letter to Jun Kan quickly to exempt from enshrining? Look, I wrote it."

[... What did you write called words? 】

"Why aren't they called characters? What the original owner wrote is not an ordinary character. I picked up his previous correspondence and traced it. I can still make a mistake?" Yan Qing rolled his eyes, "I'm still smart, otherwise As for your way of forcing me to learn calligraphy, I have to study the Year of the Monkey to get it done."

【…】

Yan Qing was pressured by the system to practice calligraphy hard. After practicing for so long, it was unbearably miserable. Yesterday he was urged by the system to pick up the pen again. After writing two Gou Crawling characters seriously, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Flash, take it to heart.

Although he doesn't know anything about calligraphy, it's just a letter, so why bother?He only needs to pick out what he wants from the words written by the original owner before, and just copy a letter, right?

It's really... the system has fooled his mind through wearing a book, why didn't he think of this way in the first place.

Yan Qing did what he said, and immediately pulled out the original owner's large stack of letters and copybooks, and compared them one by one.

Looking at the still slightly bright sky outside the window, Yan Qing stretched her waist contentedly, fell headfirst into the quilt, and rolled around twice.

"Don't bother me, let me make up for a while..."

As Yan Qing spoke, the room became quiet, only the sound of his even breathing fluctuated, which seemed particularly quiet.

When Gao Changling opened the door and came in, he saw such a scene.

There were messy papers all over the room, and the quilt on the bed was rolled into a ball, Yan Qing buried her head in the quilt, only half of her delicate face was exposed, her face was peaceful, her breathing was gentle, she was obviously in a deep sleep.

Gao Changling walked slowly to the side of his bed and looked down at his sleeping face. It was early in the morning, and the soft and bright skylight came in through the window, with Yan Qing's trembling long eyelashes, casting a smear on his fair cheeks. Seeing this quiet and peaceful scene in the small shadow, Gao Changling's heart moved, and he reached out to touch his face like a ghost.

Hmm... It feels good in the hand, very creamy, soft and warm, like panna cotta just out of a steamer... Gao Changling couldn't touch it enough, so he squeezed it twice, until Yan Qing's tender face was squeezed out A little reddish, he withdrew his hand unsatisfied.

Now it's like putting a cherry on top of the panna cotta, which looks even better.Gao Changling thought.

Yan Qing was a sound sleeper, and Gao Changling didn't have the slightest intention of waking up after being tossed about. Gao Changling simply lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on the edge of his bed, and looked up the room.

The floor was covered with messy papers, and even the soft couch for meditation was stained with ink. There was only a piece of paper on the table with a paperweight upright. Gao Changling looked around, and his eyes easily fell on that piece of paper. superior.

Gao Changling had good eyesight, and from a distance, he could still clearly see the ghostly talisman-like handwriting on the paper. He squinted his eyes and carefully discerned it for a long time. After seeing clearly what was written on the paper, he couldn't help being shocked.

At this time, Yan Qing who was on the bed also moved.

He turned over, reached out and hugged Gao Changling's hand on the edge of the bed, groped up and down, and opened his mouth unceremoniously to bite...

"Mom! This stewed pig's trotter is not salty at all, did you put less soy sauce!"

Gao Changling: "..."

By the time Yan Qing fully woke up, the sky had already brightened.

Yan Qing slept well, but now he wakes up feeling refreshed. He kicked his legs on the bed, stretched his waist, and couldn't help but seriously think about what to have for breakfast today...

"Disciple, can you let go of the master's hand?"

A soft and clear voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Yan Qing thought for a while that the system was tricking him, but when he lowered his head, he was indeed holding an arm on his chest, and when he raised his head again, Gao Changling was holding a peerless face , looking at him tenderly and helplessly.

"Master, teacher, teacher... Master?!" Yan Qing was so frightened that he stuttered, and quickly let go of Gao Changling's hand, turned over and sat up.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Don't worry about you, just come and have a look." Gao Changling paused, and then showed a rather subtle expression, "I just didn't expect...Teacher, you like eating braised pig's trotters recently?"

"Ah? Hahahaha... Yeah, I want to eat a little..." Yan Qing scratched her head embarrassedly, feeling quite mad.

What the hell did you do while you were asleep?What's the matter with braised pig's trotters?Could it be that I gnawed on Gao Changling like a pig's trotter when I fell asleep?No, no, no, no, don't come to this possibility, I'm still young, my heart can't bear it...

Yan Qing kicked the system hard in her heart: "Nine! Come out! Why didn't you wake me up when Gao Changling came over!"

[Host, I said that I am hiding in your consciousness. Although our system does not need to rest, I cannot scan the outside world through other channels before I upgrade. 】

"……so?"

[So, generally speaking, I turn off the phone when you sleep, and turn it on when you are awake. 】

"...you hot chicken!"

"Tuer. Tuer?" Gao Changling stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yan Qing's eyes, pulling back his sanity that had apparently drifted away.

"what are you thinking?"

"No...it's nothing." Yan Qing touched his nose guiltily under Gao Changling's gentle gaze.

"I came this morning, and you haven't woken up yet. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't have the heart to call you to let you sleep for a while."

"Hmm..." Yan Qing made a muffled nasal sound.

"I heard from Lu Zhou yesterday that he assigned you the mission of Hongluo Town. Who do you plan to call?"

"This disciple thinks that everything is fine with this kid, Jing Mo, but he lacks some experience, so I plan to send him there this time. Naturally, there is something wrong with him when he is on a mission for the first time. This disciple plans to go down the mountain with him, along the way. It’s good to mention something.”

Gao Changling listened to Yan Qing's words, and originally nodded his head slightly, but when he heard Yan Qing said that he would also follow Jun Jingmo down the mountain, he couldn't help frowning, his face full of worry.

"You want to go down the mountain with Jing Mo?"

"Yes." Yan Qing looked at Gao Changling's face and asked cautiously, "Master, is there anything wrong with this?"

Gao Changling didn't answer him directly. Instead, he stood up, walked to the table a few steps, picked up the letter paper, looked at it carefully, and sighed, "Teacher, do you still want to refuse the Jun family's monthly offering?"

"Yes……"

"Then what will you use to buy pills from now on?"

"Of course I... eh? Wait, Master, why are you..." Yan Qing was dumbfounded, unable to speak a word because of Gao Changling's fright.

its not right!This is wrong!With the original owner's almost perverted self-esteem, how could he tell others about such an embarrassing thing, I'm afraid that even Pao Hui wouldn't be able to fully trust him, and he wanted to silence him!How could Gao Changling, who doesn't go out every day, know...

Seeing that he was so surprised, Gao Changling couldn't help but let out another long sigh, walked back to the bed, and reached out to touch his hair as black as a crow's feather.

"You have grown up by Teacher Wei's side since you were young. Although your talent is not high, you are the most beloved child of Teacher..."

Gao Changling had an amiable face, watching him lovingly as if his own father and brother were talking, Yan Qing's heart warmed when he heard it, and he leaned towards him subconsciously.

Yan Qing's subconscious action caused Gao Changling to pause slightly. After thinking about it, following Yan Qing's action, he put his hand on Yan Qing's shoulder, half-embracing him in his arms, and continued talking.

"When you entered the teacher's school back then, you were still a thin and small child. Standing with your senior brother, it looked really pitiful. I felt sorry for you, so I took more care of you. I didn't expect it to cause your senior brother Unpleasant... Sigh, later, something happened to your senior brother, and you are the only disciple left as a teacher. Naturally, I have to pay more attention to your words and deeds. You collect offerings and buy medicinal materials every month. In fact, the teacher knows all about it. "

"Master, you... have always known?"

"Yes, I'm just afraid that you knew too much and didn't tell you." Gao Changling nodded, and said with a smile, "You have not been talented since you were young, and your health is not good, but you have a temperament that refuses to admit defeat. It is all piled up by pills and secret treasures, but after so many years of raising it, there is still only a handful of bones..."

Gao Changling squeezed Yan Qing's hand, and sighed, "As a teacher, I really... worry a lot!"

Yan Qing: "..."

He looked at his white, round, fleshy wrist pinched by Gao Changling, and at the sincere and sincere worry on Gao Changling's face, a big question mark appeared in his heart.

"Nine, am I very thin?"

[Host, your current body has a small skeleton. Although it looks thin, it still feels fleshy. 】

"...Then why did Gao Changling make me look thin?"

[He may have a filter. 】

"...This filter is too thick..."

In Gao Changling's eyes, such a black-hearted villain as the original owner is actually a weak and kind-hearted little white rabbit. The filter is so thick that it is almost as tall as Ling Xiaofeng.

But after hearing these words, Yan Qing understands why Gao Changling favors the original owner so much in the original book. In Gao Changling's eyes, the original owner may have always been his obedient and caring little apprentice with poor health and low self-esteem. He is tall and needs his care all the time.

That's why he pretended to turn a blind eye to the fact that the original owner cheated Jun's family's money to buy medicine pills, and then covered up the original owner's various tricks, until finally the original owner exposed that he was only using Gao Changling all this time, Gao Changling It was only then that he pierced his heart with a sword full of grief and indignation, otherwise no matter how many monsters the original owner made, Gao Changling would probably wipe his ass.

Yan Qing looked at the gentle and concerned eyes of the person in front of him, feeling aggrieved and worthless in his heart.

I am aggrieved because of Gao Changling, and if I am not worth it, I am not worth it because of Gao Changling. Tell me what is good about the original owner. He is just a scumbag who only pretends to be aggressive. After finishing his senior brother and apprentice, he almost wants to do it after finishing his apprentice. Master, everyone from Jun Jingmo to Gao Changling thinks that the original owner is a good person, and that the original owner is a blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation!

Yan Qing's thinking was very simple since he was a child, he would treat whoever is good to him, Gao Changling is now sincerely for him, of course he can't be an ungrateful bastard - isn't this the same as the original owner? ——So he made up his mind to treat Gao Changling as his own brother from now on.

As for why he didn't treat him as an old father... Yan Qing said that facing such a peerless face, he really couldn't treat Gao Changling as a father...

"It's okay, Master, you don't have to worry about it." Yan Qing put the other hand on the hand that Gao Changling was holding him, and moved his hands up and down, closing Gao Changling's hand in the palm of his hand.

Gao Changling was shivered by the heat in his palm, and when he raised his eyes, he bumped into a pair of eyes full of sincerity.

The author has something to say:

Hoof: I heard you want to eat me?

Yan Qing: Yes, can’t you?Let me tell you, remember to add more peppers when stewing, it tastes more delicious.

Hoof (turning the table): But I am the author!

Yan Qing: What happened to the author?In the book, I was not born by you.

Hooves: ...

Yan Qing: Is this hoof stewed?You hooked up my gluttons.Master, is it okay to eat braised pig's trotters for lunch?

Gao Changling (draws sword): Good.

Hoof: Huh?What are you doing here?Why are you drawing your sword?Fuck help! ! ! (flee away)

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