Scholar has special ghost skills

Time seemed to stand still.

Yan Junyi used his body to support He Yunqing from falling down, and wrapped his arms around his waist, but because the clothes were too short, they directly touched the smooth and tender skin around his waist.

And the part held by the other hand feels round and soft to the touch, and his own face is also very close to the back of the other's exposed neck, with a few strands of blue silk sticking to the slender white skin.

Yan Junyi's heart moved, his eyes turned dark, and he murmured, "Yun Qing."

At this moment, He Yunqing kept this posture without moving, and the other party's warm breath blew to the back of his neck, making him a little worried and a little itchy.

When Yan Junyi called his name in a low voice, he tightened his arms around him, bringing the distance between them closer, and his heart beat like a drum.

"It's too hot, I'll bring you fruits." At this moment, Cheng Zhiliu was holding a pot of crystal clear grapes, and when he opened the door and came in, he happened to see the scene in front of him, and he blinked in place. Eyes, regained consciousness in an instant and covered them with one hand, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll go out right away so I won't disturb you two!"

The ambiguously snuggled two people suddenly woke up, and immediately stood apart, their expressions too embarrassed to look at each other.

"Well, wait a minute..." He Yunqing straightened his clothes, and hurriedly called Cheng Zhiliu who had retreated.

The next moment, Yan Junyi was already flying over quickly, slapped the door open, and grabbed Cheng Zhiliu's collar, "Say, who are you? Where is this!"

"Wow, Patriarch, please forgive me!" The grape in Cheng Zhiliu's hand fell to the ground. He didn't expect the other party to recover so quickly and his hands were so strong that he couldn't break free for a while, so he could only beg for mercy, "Now it's really 300 In the world in the next year, I will really be your grandson!"

"Yan Junyi, let him go first." He Yunqing looked at them, worrying about Yan Junyi's injury, and worrying that Cheng Zhiliu would be out of breath, he hurriedly said, "Although I'm not sure whether he is It's not your grandson, but he is indeed not a bad person, the doctor he invited was the one who treated you when we came here yesterday, and he also brought me back to buy a lot of things."

"Yes, Patriarch." Cheng Zhiliu had difficulty breathing, blushing, "I'm really a good person."

"Hmph." Even though Yan Junyi couldn't believe him, there was no reason not to believe in He Yunqing, so he let him go but still said, "But I have never accepted a disciple! Where are the disciples?"

"Uh...cough cough." Cheng Zhiliu pulled open his collar, bent over to recover his breath, and pointed to the outside door, "It's inconvenient to talk standing here, let's go outside and talk."

The three walked into the living room.

"Hehe..." When Yan Junyi sat down, Cheng Zhiliu stood in front of him, looking at his cold and handsome patriarch timidly, "I don't know where to start..."

Seeing that Yan Junyi's expression was not quite right, He Yun asked, "Brother Zhi Six, is your master still alive? Does he live with you?"

"My master is still there, but he is now in Paris..." Cheng Zhiliu was afraid that they would not understand the place, so he changed the way of saying, "It's a very far away place. I'm afraid I won't be able to contact him at this time."

Yan Junyi clenched his fists and said sternly, "I said, I have confiscated any apprentice!"

"It may be that you are still the same you were 300 years ago. You are younger and have not yet taken in apprentices. After all, I heard from my master that you have lived a long time!" Cheng Zhiliu reasoned for him, and then the light Suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I'll show you my master's photo!"

After saying that, he ran to the bookcase in the study room, took out a photo, took it up and ran out, unfolded it for them to see, "No, his name is Baimei Taoist, he is my master."

In the photo is an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, wearing a patterned shirt, who looks energetic at first glance, with several beauties on his shoulders.

He Yunqing leaned over to look at it, and sighed, "I never thought that the people drawn 300 years later would be so realistic."

Then thinking of Yan Junyi's character, he looked at Yan Junyi and said, "I never thought you would accept such an apprentice."

"..." Yan Junyi was expressionless, he couldn't accept this kind of apprentice!

"Also, Patriarch, you can come and have a look." Cheng Zhiliu stepped forward to the window with long legs, "Now is indeed a world 300 years away from your era."

The high-rise buildings outside and the countless cars coming and going underneath, listening to the eloquent explanation of the people next to him, made Yan Junyi slowly accept the facts.

……

Even though it took some time to teach the patriarch how to turn on the gas stove, when seeing a table full of steaming and delicious food, six of them were moved to tears.

This is the feeling of home!

"This is yours." He Yun lightly spooned a bowl of milky white fish soup, and placed it in front of Yan Junyi.

"Thank you." Yan Junyi nodded slightly and silently took a sip.

He Yunqing spooned another bowl and handed it to Cheng Zhiliu. "this is yours."

"Thank you, Mrs. Patriarch." Cheng Zhiliu quickly took it, blew it, took a big gulp, and exaggeratedly praised, "Wow, this fish soup is so delicious, Mrs. Patriarch, your craftsmanship is comparable to five-star!"

Although he didn't understand what the five-star rating meant, but because he called himself that in front of Yan Junyi, He Yunqing's face suddenly became hot, "You can just call me Yunqing,"

"Oh... good." Cheng Zhiliu took a sip of the delicious fish soup happily, and didn't pay too much attention to it, but when he just put down the bowl and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, he saw his patriarch Wudi glanced at it, and immediately expressed his position, "How can this be done! I have always respected my master for sixty percent of my life, Patriarch, in this future, the relationship between you and Patriarch is something I look forward to and envy as a disciple! So no matter how uncomfortable it is to address you like that, I will call you that too!"

He Yunqing's neck was even burning red, and he stammered, "I and... I and... Yan Junyi are not in the relationship you said."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and quickly picked up the rice.

Before Cheng Zhiliu could say anything, he got another look from Yan Junyi.

The scene was once so quiet that it was awkward. Cheng Zhiliu felt stressed under the gaze of his patriarch, and quickly changed the topic, "Haha... I'm a little bored, I'm going to watch TV."

Then quickly pick up the remote control next to it and press the power button.

The screen swished open, and a picture was displayed, a Taoist priest was holding up a mirror, facing the glamorous man in bright red, and yelling loudly, "Fox spirit, why don't you quickly show your original form in front of my demon mirror!? "

As soon as he finished speaking, a red fox appeared in the mirror.

"Ah...it's a monster!" He Yunqing squatted under the table in fright.

"Bold fox demon!" Without the long sword in hand, Yan Junyi picked up the stool and was about to smash it.

"Wow... wait a minute, please be merciful!" Thinking that the sofa and curtains at home were all scrapped, Cheng Zhili rushed over without even thinking about it, and opened his arms to prevent himself from spending more than 1 yuan. In front of the TV, he hurriedly said, "Don't be excited! Don't be nervous, listen to my explanation, they are fake! Fake! They can't come out on TV!"

"Fake?" He Yunqing timidly stuck out half of his head, looked at the vixen and the Taoist priest on the TV, and started fighting like a raging fire.

"Yes, that's right." Cheng Zhiliu nodded and continued to explain, "This is a TV, similar to your ancient shadow puppet shows, and the people in it are all actors, and the vixen is not a real vixen. The most popular traffic niche in the circle, because he may look more charming, so he plays the vixen in this drama..."

Yan Junyi interrupted him with a cold face, "Get out of the way, he is a real vixen! I will take him!"

"What? No wonder netizens commented that he acted like a vixen in everything." Cheng Zhiliu was taken aback, talking to himself in disbelief, and when he saw his grandfather was about to smash a stool, he immediately waved his hand to stop him, "... Wait, wait, even if he is really a vixen, he is not on TV now, patriarch, you can't accept him!"

Fearing that they would not believe it, he immediately poked the TV screen with his finger, "Really, if you don't believe me, watch it, their drama has already finished, we can't get in, and they can't get out!!"

Yan Junyi frowned, "..."

He Yunqing's eyes widened, "..."

Cheng Zhiliu patted his chest, seeing their expressions seemed to believe that his TV was finally saved!