I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

At night, Ruoqing couldn't sleep, so she put on some clothes and came to the window. In the quiet night, she was bored thinking about what happened recently, and soon found that the treasure of heaven and earth that Suyin took away contained a powerful spirit. The powerful moiré jade has not been of much use in the hands of the current Mozun.

Just like that, he thought about this and that, and sat here for a long time, but he didn't want to rest.

I don't know if I'm worried that he won't be able to sleep, but the deadly system reappeared, leaving a "intimate" sentence——

[Let Chanrong coax you to sleep. 】

"???"

Don't talk about sleeping!

Ruoqing has never been so sober in his life.

He thought, in the middle of the night, lonely and widowed, with a beautiful background, he ran into Chanrong's room and let Chanrong coax him to sleep?

——What a shameless person can do this!

Also, he is already so old, how can he say such a thing with the face?If he really said that, what would his aloof and arrogant little uncle think of him?What would the friend who had double arrows with the little uncle think of him?

Thinking of this, Ruo Qingqi smiled, pointed at the system board floating in the air, and said for the first time in a loss of composure: "Don't go too far! I don't agree with anything about this matter! Even if I die, I can't Go find the little master!"

……

"Little uncle?"

In less than a cup of tea, Ruoqing thought silently that we are all sisters, held on to the two halves of his heart, was coerced by the system to come to Chanrong, and cheekily shouted: "Have you rested yet?"

Chanrong opened the door and saw Ruoqing standing in front of the door with a preoccupied look, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Had a nightmare."

Ruoqing said stammeringly: "I dreamed that my junior uncle also left, and I was the only one left in the Qunshan Courtyard..." He was restless because of the request he was about to make.

And this appearance fell into Chanrong's eyes because he was over-thinking and very wronged.

Chanrong didn't think too much: "Come in first."

Ruoqing nodded, this was the first time he entered Chanrong's room.Ruoqing originally thought that according to Chanrong's temperament, there would only be one bed and one table in Chanrong's room, but he didn't expect that when he opened the door and entered, he saw many exquisite decorations.

To be honest, this extravagant style is somewhat inconsistent with Chanrong's cold and arrogant appearance, it only shows the richness and wealth to the fullest...

I don't really appreciate my uncle's taste.Thinking of the messy "collections" in the room where he lived, Ruoqing's mouth moved, but he couldn't express a word of praise.

Withdrawing her scrutiny, considering Chanrong's emphasis on territory, and thinking that Chanrong doesn't like the habit of others staying in his room, Ruoqing has no delusion that he can stay in Chanrong's room, but just wants to drag Chanrong to his room. Room.

For this purpose, he shouted: "Little Master Uncle." Then the face surrounded by black curly hair lifted up, looking like a soft heart surrounded by flower petals.

Chanrong stared at him with focused eyes, saw that he was cramped and kept silent, turned around and poured him a cup of tea, hoping that he could relax a bit.

Leaving Chanrong's piercing eyes, Ruoqing felt a little more at ease, he pursed his lips: "Little Martial Uncle, I can't sleep well by myself, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ruoqing looked at Chanrong in shock when he heard a slap, and found that the poor teacup in his hand was instantly torn apart by the force of Chanrong's fingers holding the teacup.

And his little uncle, who never changed his expression, turned his head at this moment, staring at him silently with a pair of bright black eyes.

It's strange, Chanrong's expression obviously didn't change, but it gave Ruoqing a feeling of turbulent waves under his cold face.

——This is probably an illusion.

Ruoqing stared at the broken teacup, thinking that it was a warning from his little uncle to him for crossing the line, and he couldn't help but think about it - also, he is not a child, nor is he a cute woman, he is a big man, just because Had a nightmare, so she wanted Chanrong to coax him to sleep, somewhat shameless.

Ruoqing felt ashamed, and the rest of the words were blocked by Chanrong's eyes, so she refused to continue saying anything.

In fact, before coming here, he also tried to say something about the system, but whenever he wanted to tell the system and write this thing on paper, his body would be restricted, which made him fall into extreme in a passive situation.

But... After saying this, Ruoqing felt that Chanrong's neck seemed a little stiff.

Afterwards, Chanrong turned her face sideways without looking clearly, and said in a steady voice, "Come here."

Ruoqing, who had been looking at Chanrong, blinked and walked over in a daze.Ruoqing couldn't remember what happened next, until Chanrong covered him with a quilt, his blank mind came to his senses.

Really put him to bed? !

Ruoqing opened her mouth in surprise, staring at Chanrong's chin, her expression was a little weird at first, then a little touched, she said in her heart that the little uncle is really kind, even if he doesn't like others entering his room, even if he crushes the tea in displeasure Zhan, still considering that he was in a bad mood recently, took a step back to appease him.

But smelling the faint fragrance on the quilt, Ruoqing gradually calmed down, and asked embarrassingly, "Uncle, can you coax me to rest?" Dare to say.

Chanrong probably didn't expect that a man of his age would have the nerve to open his mouth to be coaxed to sleep, so he didn't answer for a while.

As time went by, the house became stuffy and hot.But Ruoqing didn't know whether it was the atmosphere in the house or the heart being roasted on the fire that was sweltering.

Just when the embarrassed Ruoqing wanted to bury herself in the ground, Ruoqing felt Chanrong's stiff body leaning towards her.

Chanrong half leaned on the bed, raised her big hand with well-defined bones, "Go to sleep." Then he patted Ruoqing again and again, although his movements were rusty, he seemed to be trying hard to lull her to sleep.

So far, the task given by the system has been completed.

Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to look up to see Chanrong's expression, but saw that Chanrong raised his sleeves, turned off the spirit stone lamp in the house, and prevented Ruoqing from seeing his face.

The room darkened.

Ruoqing could only see the vague outline of Chanrong's body.

He was beside him, although he was quiet, he was looking at him.

And because there was no light in the room, Ruoqing became more courageous.He stared at Chanrong's figure, not as full of awe as he was during the day.

But he didn't know that the dark night was never an obstacle for a high-ranking monk. He could see his beautiful face clearly, and he could naturally see the curled eyelashes close and open, as if to confirm whether he was there, and he would look at him from time to time , Never close your eyes and rest.

"Go to sleep." Faintly understanding Ruoqing's state of mind, Chanrong spoke very slowly and clearly, "I won't leave."

Ruoqing nodded, covered her with the quilt, thought for a while, and breathed depression into her heart, her thoughts were a little confused.

He thought, probably because Chanrong's voice was softer than usual, so this voice easily brought out the soft side in his heart.

The pitch-black Fushuiju appeared after closing his eyes, and the brightly lit scene in the past brought out a hidden sadness.After all, he cried out the grievance in his heart, but he wanted face, even if he cried, he still had to put on a sullen face.

"Little uncle, don't laugh at me."

"Not smiling."

"I'll be fine at dawn."

"know."

"Wait tomorrow, I will be busy with Senior Sister Yin Yue, and I won't live and eat for nothing."

"No, it's yours, there's nothing you can do."

Ruoqing stretched out her hand at this moment, and carefully tugged on Chanrong's sleeve, not wanting to deceive this person who gave him too much tenderness and tolerance.

"Little uncle."

"Ok?"

"I actually lied to Junior Martial Uncle. I found out before Master defected, but I didn't tell Junior Martial Uncle, and I took advantage of Junior Martial Uncle's influence to stay in Qingyuan."

It was difficult for him to say this sentence, but he didn't want to deceive Chanrong, so he didn't regret it.

But Chanrong was not surprised, he said without changing his tone: "If you want, you can stay in Qingyuan for the rest of your life."

"Little uncle."

"Ok?"

"Sorry, I tried to use you."

"It's nothing." Chanrong paused, and finally swallowed the sentence I was willing to say.

He patted Ruoqing again and again, at this time the wind outside the window gradually picked up, and the strong wind brought not only the rare inner voice, but also a little closer distance between them than before.

Ruoqing said he was tired, and quickly closed his eyes.His energy is not good, it is not easy for him to toss for a long time today and still not fall asleep.

Listening to Ruoqing's gradually steady breathing, Chanrong sat up after Ruoqing fell asleep.

But for some reason, he got up a little anxiously, pressing the unraveled belt with the palm of his hand, and tugged it, his black hair stuck to the side of his face, and he was a little flustered.

But he is obviously a strong man who is hard to find an opponent in the world, but he was caught by the little belt tonight. It is not ridiculous to say it, but no one will believe it.

But he didn't care about his gaffe. After sitting up, he bent over and stared at Ruoqing whose eyes were a little red, and the heat in his ears didn't drop.

If Ruoqing is awake at this moment, Ruoqing will definitely notice the blush on the face of the little uncle, which is a kind of pure joy.

What happened tonight was like a dream of Chanrong.

Chanrong lowered her head, her eyes traced Ruoqing's facial features carefully.Ruoqing was lying on his bed tonight, leaning on his pillow and covering his quilt, the light fragrance on his body blended with the faint smell of medicine, it was as cool as the jade skin he touched when he fell, and the time he watched After growing up, the joy is no longer pure, and the strangeness in my heart stays on Ruoqing's lips along with Yehuo, and finally I can't help stretching out my hand to touch it...

At the same time, a burst of golden smoke blew in, and a two-meter-tall, majestic stone suanni appeared in the mountain courtyard, as if the stone sculpture in front of the door had come to life.

This stone suanni is Chanrong's mount, which is not known to outsiders.After returning from going out this time, it first disappeared, and then walked slowly to Chanrong's residence, checking whether there was any abnormality in the mountain courtyard while walking.

On the way, Suan Ni met two patrolling disciples, staring at the flowers on each other's heads, licking their sharp teeth.

Only Chan Rong in the Kunshan Court knew that this 狻猊 feeds on people's negative emotions.

Because it eats differently, it sees the world differently from other people.

Its world is very simple. In its eyes, when a person is happy, a small six-petal flower will appear on the top of the head. The degree of happiness depends on the degree of lightening of the petals and the development of the buds.When you are unhappy, the flowers on your head are black.

The black flowers are its food.

Coincidentally, these disciples watching the night happened to be unhappy, which prevented it from returning to Chanrong's side.

An hour later, it returned to the owner's residence after eating and drinking. It just stretched out its claws and carefully pushed open the door with sharp claws. Staring at a pair of round eyes, it saw a pink flower appearing on the top of its master's head. little flowers.

"..." The flowers bloom gorgeously, symbolizing the joy of Chanrong.

I don't know why the master is happy.

Seeing this scene, Suan Ni stepped back a little, only feeling that the breath in the room was terribly annoying.

Chan Rong, who found Suan Ni early in the morning, said without looking back: "Is the matter settled?"

Suan Ni nodded, and spat out a piece of jade from his mouth.

The jade fell to the ground and made a clacking sound, but there was no damage.

Chanrong got up and looked at the jade lying on the ground.

It was a piece of pure white jade pendant with cloud patterns.

A jade pendant that is exactly the same as the moiré jade taken by Suyin.

"Good job, go to the forbidden area to receive the reward." Chanrong withdrew her gaze and continued to stare at Ruoqing.

Suan Ni lowered her head, bowed respectfully, and then turned into smoke and floated into the forbidden area.

After Suanni left, Chanrong turned around, but saw the purple color scattered across the room, and finally drifted towards the amethyst stone he brought back from outside...

The next morning, Ruoqing woke up on Chanrong's bed, her body was tightly wrapped in a quilt, only her black head was exposed.Because of his sleeping position, the hair on the top of his head was a little messy, and there were two red marks on his fair face, as if someone had scratched them twice with his fingernails, showing an innocent and fragile beauty.

When waking up in the morning, Ruoqing's mind is usually not so clear-headed. He sat lazily and in a daze for a while, then softened his body and lay motionless on the quilt, like a newborn animal, dazed. Exploring the unknown world.

Repeated this twice, smelling the light fragrance from the tip of the nose, and looking at the bedding that wasn't his own, the person who lost his mind realized that this was not his own room.

Shocked by this discovery, he instantly woke up.

Ruoqing's eyes widened suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he found Chanrong sitting at the table, and the exquisite dishes in front of Chanrong.

Coincidentally, when Ruoqing woke up, Yin Yue's voice sounded outside the door, she said: "My lord, Island Master Li is here."