I ran away after slacking my apprentice

Ning Jiwei's fingertips were the same as his own, with a bit of coolness, probably due to years of practice, his fingertips were nourished by spiritual power, and the outlines became increasingly blurred.

Different from Murong Yan's thin cocoon when practicing swords, although Ning Jiwei taught his disciples to use swords, his spiritual weapon was not a sword, so Ning Jiwei didn't practice swords often, and his fingertips were much softer.

Such a pair of hands on the wrist...

Even if it is cold, it can arouse Murong Yan's affection, just like the winter reflecting spring melted under the scorching sun, evaporated to nothing left.

After evaporating, the heat naturally climbed up.

That's territory that no one has ever explored.

No one has ever known what kind of style that area is like.

This belongs to Murong Yan alone, only Murong Yan has seen that fingertips are wet, and the owner of the fingertips seems to be soaked in water.

sweaty...

Breathing low...

Murong Yan lowered his gaze, his mouth became dry for no reason, he swallowed.

"A Yan." Ning Jiwei's voice brought Murong Yan back to his senses.

"Ah?" Murong Yan's eyes were puzzled.

Looking at this appearance, he was deserting, dare to feel that he didn't hear what Murong Yan said just now, Ning shook his head slightly, and said again, "This person behaves suspiciously, he may be in danger."

Ning Jiwei followed the plain man into the stage, but found that he used some method to distract everyone behind the stage and quietly entered the room.

This kind of stealthy behavior was very suspicious, Ning Jiwei simply cast an enchantment to cover him and Murong Yan, to avoid being discovered by others, and entered the room while hiding himself.

"Is it because of this reason that Brother Ning pays so much attention to him?"

if not?Ning Ji slightly turned his head and looked at the room, but did not answer.

"Then let's now..." Before Murong Yan finished speaking, he heard a sneer from inside.

The room is not big, the theater troupe's quarters occupy most of it, and the rest is the inner room where makeup, hair and outfits are placed.

At this time, there was only one person sitting in the room, it was the danjiao on the stage before, he didn't even take off his makeup, he looked up at the person standing at the door of the inner room.

Na Danjiao helped the phoenix crown on his forehead, and the pearls and jades collided crisply. He maintained his previous smile and asked a little casually: "Mr. Wan has followed me since the imperial city, and you have been with me in all my performances. You have been with me for so long, what do you want to do?"

The man called "Mr. Wan" was dressed in plain clothes, and he saluted slightly at the corner of the dandan, looking like Mr. Pianpian, and smiled back, "Mr. Bo Qing is extremely talented, I admire him so much, it is really admiration, Think nothing else."

Nadanjiao is called Li Boqing, and it is said that he is a famous actress. He wandered with the troupe, wandered down to the imperial city, and once the show opened, there were no empty seats.

However, even such a famous actress is just an actor in the eyes of literati, and an actor is ruthless, he can't get the respect of others, and his status is even as low as dust.

But this Wan Gongzi in front of him actually uses the word "Mr." as a respectful title. What he respects is respect and what he says is admiration. This is quite interesting.

Lian Ning wanted to give him a thumbs up when he heard it, but... why does the name Wan Yizhuo sound so familiar?

Li Boqing raised his eyebrows. He never took off his makeup. Judging by that makeup, his expression now has a somewhat frivolous meaning, "There are many people who admire me in this world, but those who admire me are rare. Is what the young master said the truth?"

Li Boqing got up slowly, his figure was concealed by his large costume, a shadow was cast on the hem of his clothes, and the tassels swayed slightly, "Still, I dare not say what Mr. Wan wants to say, I'm afraid it's not because of admiration, Are you admiring me? You want to have sex with me, right?"

His eyebrows and eyes are flirtatious, and he adds a touch of color to his delicate makeup. The more he doesn't care about it, the more attractive he is, just like a bottle of colorless and odorless poison.

Wan Yizhuo's eyes reflected Li Boqing's face close at hand, and the incense spread all over the room. Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed Li Boqing's wrist.

"You!" Li Boqing finally became flustered, he tried his best to struggle, but he couldn't break free from Wan Yizhuo's shackles, instead, Wan Yizhuo tightly clasped his wrist and pulled him over.

After the kiss fell, Li Boqing's eyes widened.

And Ning Jiwei, who was invisible at the side...

Fuck!Is it so exciting?

In all fairness, Ning Jiwei came here with Wan Yi to find clues, not to see the two of them fall in love!

And... when you're in love, you're in love, it's not like... in public, dear, even if you drive people away, isn't it too much for you?

"Brother Ning..." Murong Yan, who was beside Ning Jiwei, turned his eyes away, and said with some embarrassment: "Isn't it good for us to peep like this?"

"Hmm..." Ning Jiwei also felt that it was really inappropriate for outsiders to see him in this situation, but he didn't want to let Wan Yizhuo, a mysterious person, feel awkward for a while.

Fortunately, the situation in the room didn't last too long, Wan Yi let go of Li Boqing with a "hiss" sound, the corner of his mouth was bloodshot, probably because he was bitten by Li Boqing.

This bite was so heavy that Wan Yi didn't recover after a long while.

"Wan Yizhuo!" Li Boqing raised his hand in a rage, and with a "slap", the slap hit Wan Yizhuo hard on the side of the face, instantly turning red.

"Get out!" Li Boqing shouted.

The hem of the costume trembled slightly because of the anger, Li Boqing's chest heaved violently, and the pearls and jade on the phoenix crown dangled and mingled together.

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Wan Yizhuo covered his face sideways and said, he gasped slightly in pain, but still saluted Li Boqing, and then exited the room.

Except for the previous kiss, Wan Yizhuo seldom violated the rules, and he is a gentleman. However, Li Boqing is a famous actress, and his temper is not humble, but he is a bit arrogant. Wan Yijuo's behavior is so tough, it must be It had the opposite effect.

Ning saw Wan Yizhuo retreating from the room, and chased him out with Murong Yan.

Behind him came the sound of Li Boqing smashing the makeup box angrily, and the class master followed, saying distressedly: "Oh my little ancestor, don't throw things down! How will you perform tomorrow when you fall like this?"

"Hmph." Li Boqing snorted coldly, looking at himself in the mirror, frowning abruptly.

And in a corner that Ning Jiwei couldn't see, Li Bo focused his gaze. The gaze of the person in the mirror was extremely cold, even cold, and he turned his head sideways.

His eyes fell on the direction Ning Jiwei left.

Obviously he should not see Ning Jiwei, but he curled his lips coldly as if he had foreseen it.

Cool for no reason.

"It's gone?" Murong Yan looked around suspiciously.

Ning Jiwei led him out of the room almost in tandem, but clearly followed Wan Yizhuo's route, but Wan Yizhuo disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The whole troupe was searched, but no one was seen.

"Strange." Not to mention Murong Yan, Ning Jiwei used his spiritual power to pursue that person after Wan Yizhuo exited the inner room, but it was as silent as a stone sinking into the ocean.

Could it be that the clue is broken here?

The current big bosses are like this, does the dragon see the head but not the tail?

This is too difficult...

"Brother Ning, don't worry." Murong Yan shook Ning Jiwei's hand, "Let's go back first, and I'll tell the people in the village, if you see this person, you must keep him, Yuanhe Village will not Big, he shouldn't go far."

Heh... Ning Jiwei wanted to smile wryly, this is a big boss!Even if he couldn't find the villagers, how could they keep them?

But he still responded with a neutral face: "Yes."

There weren't many clues about the big demon, and he finally found one, but he was lost. This clue could not be further investigated, so Ning Jiwei had to go home with Murong Yan first.

Afterwards, Murong Yan did as he said, and told the people in the village to give some good advice, but Wan Yijuo was really mysterious. After searching for several days, he almost turned Yuanhe Village upside down, but he still couldn't find it. To see people.

But... Leaving Wan Yizhuo aside, Ning Ji felt that there was actually a more important matter waiting for him.

That is Murong Yan.

Because of the unusual relationship between Murong Yan and Ning Jiwei in this dungeon, Murong Yan followed Ning Jiwei almost all day long, wishing he could grow up on Ning Jiwei.

Ning Jiwei felt quite helpless about this matter, especially at night...

Ning Jiwei thought of various excuses to reject Murong Yan, but the ending of falling asleep together was unavoidable, so...

Ning Jiwei hasn't slept well for seven days...

He didn't know if the dungeon was passed, if Murong Yan would regret what he did to him in the dungeon after recovering his memory, but he knew very well:

He was really about to be driven crazy by Murong Yan!

In modern society, forcing people to stay up late is murder!Do you understand murder? !

Thanks to the fact that the original owner is a cultivator, otherwise he would really not be able to hold on...

Ning leaned on the bed slightly tired and couldn't help yawning, now that Murong Yan is not in the room, he can sleep for a while.

Against the thick black eyes, he let out a sigh.

Sighing and sighing, he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

It smells like fish.

Time passed quickly in this dungeon, so Ning didn't feel hungry at all, but now smelling the fragrance, the hunger in his belly was aroused.

He put on his clothes and went to bed, followed the scent to the east kitchen.

I saw that Murong Yan had finished cooking and poured the fish into a porcelain bowl.

The steaming heat covered Murong Yan's side face in a haze, seeing the beauty through the mist, it was a kind of indistinct beauty, but it had a special artistic conception.

To be honest, with Murong Yan's face, Ning Jiwei really can't imagine how busy he is in the East Kitchen. A beauty should be in the crescent moon in the sky, so how can she be entangled in mundane affairs?

It would have been nice to have come a little earlier.

If he came earlier, he could see Murong Yan cooking, so he must...

Pooh!Ning Jiwei reacted slightly, wishing to slap himself!What the hell is he thinking?Why do you want to see Murong Yan cooking?I'm afraid I'm not a pervert!

"Brother Ning." Murong Yan beckoned slightly to Ning Ji who was at the door, and smiled, "Come here and have a taste."

The author has something to say:

When I wrote this chapter, the next door was cooking, it was really delicious, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow