I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

The lake water in early spring is still a bit cool.

There is crystal dew hanging on the weeds awakened by the morning light, and the light blue sky presses against the dark blue lake that has not yet awakened, showing a cool and quiet beauty.

Ruoqing lowered his head, standing in front of Chanrong, it looked like he was leaning on Chanrong's arms from a distance.Because of dressing, he pressed his fingers on the loose collar of the little uncle, his eyes were on the curvy abdominal muscles, the protruding collarbone, and the Adam's apple that moved from time to time.

Chanrong's body was a little cold.

It doesn't feel good to be enveloped by a slightly cool body.

When viewed from a distance, it is beautiful, but when viewed up close, the masculine body is like an insurmountable mountain, which brings a lot of shock to him who examines this beauty.

There is no wind at this moment, and the surrounding weeds have not moved, only the mind is hiding in the dark and swaying non-stop.

I don't know if it's because of leaving the lake that the bodies of his subordinates became hotter.

Sticking the white undershirt in his hand to the body emitting heat, Ruoqing tidied the clothes on Chanrong's body, then picked up the belt, stood up and put it on.

Because of this posture, he was very close to Chanrong, but he paid special attention to his movements, and did not do anything to offend Chanrong.But when he was carefully arranging Chanrong's clothes, Chanrong's eyes on him began to become ambiguous.

A sense of crisis of being stalked by wild beasts hit his heart, Ruoqing felt that Chanrong was always looking at him, and those wolf-like eyes brought him great pressure.

He couldn't bear the oppressive force, he paused his hands for arranging his clothes, and carefully raised his head to look across.

Immediately afterwards, the moment he looked at Chanrong, Chanrong suddenly pressed over, pressed his head, and roughly pressed him against the tree beside him.

bang.

The surrounding wind suddenly blew up, and the weeds, like him, were crushed and fell to one side, powerless to fight back.

Inserting white fingers into the black hair, he pressed Qingjun's side face, with a perverse and violent face that no one could refuse.

Ruoqing, who was frightened by Chanrong, widened her eyes.

At this moment, listen again——

"what happened?"

What's wrong with this sound is like the morning bell, waking up the person who is still asleep, and driving away the muddled thoughts.

Shivering, Ruoqing blinked her eyes, and was shocked to find that Chanrong on the opposite side hadn't moved.

Unlike the gust of wind that I felt just now, this corner seemed to be abandoned by the wind.The weeds beside him have not moved, and everything around them is very different from the picture just now.

The lakeside was still quiet and hazy, and the unchanging scene pointed out that everything just now was just his distracted fantasy.

But why does he miss Chanrong so much?

Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

He didn't know how he lost his mind, and he didn't know why for a moment he felt that Chanrong would treat him like this.Hearing his unsteady heartbeat, he was a little confused and a little scared.

After that, in order to get rid of the messy images in his mind, he shook his head, put on a handsome face, and continued to dress Chanrong.

Chanrong stared at the black head leaning in front of her. From this angle, she could see the part of the back of the man's neck exposed under the black hair and a small mole on the back of the neck.

The uninjured hand couldn't help but lift up.

As soon as Ruoqing took the belt from behind Chanrong, he felt the cool fingertips lightly poking the back of his neck.

Ruoqing felt strange, "Master?"

"You have a mole on the back of your neck."

If he didn't mention it, Ruoqing would have forgotten about it. When he mentioned it, Ruoqing also remembered a past about this mole, and said with a smile: "Master, have you ever heard of a mole on the back of your neck?" People are the ones who never forget the past.”

"heard about it."

"Did you hear what my master said?" Ruoqing continued to put on clothes for Chanrong, "I just heard what my master said, but she also said it.

Chanrong heard Ruoqing say this, thought for a while, bent down at the moment Ruoqing put on his clothes, brushed aside her long hair on one side, revealing her curvaceous neck, and touched her own neck with her uninjured left hand , asked Ruoqing: "Is there?"

Ruoqing said without even looking at it, "You don't have any."

Chanrong's beautiful eyes half-closed, "How do you know I don't have one?"

Ruoqing picked up the dirty clothes that Chanrong had replaced, and said without thinking: "I took care of my little uncle for a long time..." After saying this, she felt something was wrong, Ruoqing stopped talking.

But Chanrong with wet black hair behind her said, "I almost forgot, you took care of me for a long time before."

Ruoqing nodded hurriedly.

At this time, Chanrong said again: "Then where are the moles on my body?"

Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Chanrong asked too seriously.

If Ruoqing were to make a metaphor that didn't fit Chanrong's image, the young master at this moment would be like a student holding a pen and paper and preparing to write down the content of his master's teachings.

Ruoqing choked, and replied helplessly: "How would I know."

"But do you remember my nape?" Chanrong asked seriously with a handsome and arrogant face, "Why do you only remember the nape?"

...How did Ruoqing respond to these words?

Should he say——he remembers the little uncle's body clearly, even remembering where there is a mole; or should he say——he didn't remember other locations, but only remembered what was on that slender neck?

Not quite right.

No matter how you think about it, it's a bit strange.

As soon as the little martial uncle said this, did he seem to be a pervert who often thought about the little martial uncle's body?

Ruoqing was dumbfounded, and took a moment to say: "Because I have a mole on the back of my neck, so I will pay more attention."

After that, Ruoqing, who returned to the car, kept thinking about it.

Some small things are not mentioned by others, you will have no feeling, but when others mention them, no matter how small the matter is, you will have to ponder over and over again in your heart.

Ruoqing didn't think about the moles on Chanrong's body at first, but after Chanrong said that, he really remembered how Chanrong was lying in the medicine pond.

Thoughts drifted away from here, Ruoqing tried hard to get rid of these images, but at the same time couldn't help recalling the image of Chanrong's clothes fading.

In the end, like a qualified butcher, he indifferently stamped the images that flashed in his mind.

——Little Martial Uncle has no moles on his body.

But what is there to think about?

After reacting, he said in his heart that he was sick, and turned to look at Fu Yanchen who fell into a deep sleep. He found that his friend was frowning. He didn't know what he was dreaming about, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, he was also tired, and he didn't want to move any more, so he leaned against Fu Yanchen and closed his eyes.

When Chanrong returned to the car and got off again, what she saw was Ruoqing moving her body and lying quietly beside Fu Yanchen.

Seeing that Chanrong couldn't come forward, she didn't stop her, she just walked up to Fu Yanchen's side after Ruoqing fell asleep, and stretched out her arms to hug Ruoqing.

Ruoqing had never traveled far before, nor had he experienced so many things in one day, coupled with his poor health and lack of energy, he slept like a dead man after falling asleep, and didn't notice that he had changed places at all.

Holding him in her arms, Chanrong stared at Ruoqing's tired face, and led Ruoqing back to the carriage.Afterwards, he put Ruoqing by his side, and lay beside Ruoqing lightly. After watching for a while, he stretched out his arms to hug Ruoqing, and closed his eyes.

Knowing that Chanrong had rested, Suan Ni stood outside the carriage, looked at the carriage, then at Fu Yanchen who was opposite, finally lowered her head, sighed weakly, and covered Fu Yanchen with a coat in her mouth. body.

Ruoqing slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up, he found that he was sleeping in the carriage, the expression on his face was a little dazed at first, and then a little clear.

Since he didn't have a good rest last night and was blown by the wind, his body was not very comfortable today, and he didn't rush out after waking up. He just stayed in the carriage with his eyes closed to rest his mind.

But not long after, he suddenly heard: "Brother, did you hear what I said?"

Hearing this voice, Ruoqing instantly became refreshed.He leaned against the carriage window, opened a crack to look out, and saw Bai Yuyuan in white standing beside Chanrong, while Chanrong who was sitting by the fire last night was holding a stone, bowing his head in silence.

Seemingly dissatisfied with his brother's ignorance of his attitude, Bai Yuyuan said angrily, "I don't care, anyway, Master said, you have to push back the matter in northern Jiangsu, and accompany me to Qianhe Prefecture first."

What to do in Qianhe Prefecture?

Ruoqing frowned, thinking of Li Xuannian when he mentioned Qianhe Prefecture, he was really annoyed.

Although the head of the sect dotes on Bai Yuyuan on weekdays, he has never troubled Chanrong for Bai Yuyuan, so Bai Yuyuan's visit to Chanrong this time probably has something important to do.

But what can Qianhe Prefecture do?

If you observe quietly for a while, you will hear a sound from the right——

"woke up?"

Hearing that the voice was very close to him, Ruoqing shook his body, squinted his eyes and looked to the right, only to realize that Li Xuannian was standing on the right side of the carriage, looking tenderly at the two people on the opposite side.

"Island Master Li."

Seeing him standing outside the car, Ruoqing said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

As if he had never confronted Ruoqing before, Li Xuannian smiled and said kindly: "My father got a picture scroll of a secret realm in Qisheng, and it is said that all the spirit mountains and seas are hidden in that painting."

Ruoqing said calmly, "Congratulations."

"It's too early to talk." Li Xuannian's smile remained unchanged, "I don't know who left that secret realm. Just opening the picture scroll hurt my father. The key to open the secret realm requires a rare cold device in the world. things are good or bad.”

Even if Ruoqing doesn't like Li Xuannian, he still has to admit that what he said is right.

Everyone here knows that the secret realm is an alien space where the Almighty Venerable stores spiritual treasures, and it is a peerless spiritual weapon that every sect wants.And these secret realms included in paintings, clothes, and utensils are different, and they are usually obtained by others when the owner is gone.

It's just that the person who gets the secret realm is not the original owner of the secret realm, and no one knows what the original owner put into the secret realm. Therefore, after opening the secret realm, whether it will be a blessing or a curse depends entirely on their fate.

Ruo Qing thought, Li Xuannian's father is the leader of one of the four major sects, and the secret realm where he can get a high view of this person is not an ordinary small secret realm.

As for the cold weapon that Li Xuannian was talking about, it was a spiritual weapon that came from the extremely cold and icy land of Beiyuan Furi City.

Due to the special environment of the extremely cold territory, this kind of magic weapon is rare in the world, and one of them is held in Chanrong's hand.And the head of Qianhe Prefecture has a good relationship with the head of Qingyuan, if Qianhe Prefecture borrows the cold device from Chanrong, the head will not refuse.That's why Bai Yuyuan and Li Xuanmian suddenly came after him.

only……

The head of the sect asked Bai Yuyuan to come over and pass on a message, asking Chanrong to take Bai Yuyuan to Qianhe Prefecture together.

Li Xuannian, who was staying in Qingyuan, immediately expressed that he wanted to go with him.

Ruoqing looked at the wolves and tigers that were chasing up, and then at Fu Yanchen who was still awake, feeling a little dizzy from this situation.

And Chanrong didn't like to be disturbed by these two people.

Ruoqing lay at the window and observed for a long time.

After getting along for a long time, Ruoqing can feel Chanrong's small emotions of whom she wants to talk to and who she doesn't want to talk to.

Bai Yuyuan talked for a long time, seeing that Chanrong had been polishing a stone, he took a closer look and found that the stone was Huai Shixin.

But dead things are difficult to become fine, and it is difficult to have a heart.The stone demon in this forest may not be very strong, but the stone heart in Chanrong's hand is a rare treasure.

Seeing Shi Xin, Bai Yuyuan's eyes lit up, and just about to ask for it, he heard Li Xuannian who was staying beside the carriage say: "Arong, you also know that my mother has always wanted a Stone Heart, if I don't want anything else I will open my mouth to ask you for it, but stone demons are rare. Since the eldest princess came to power, there have been frequent incidents in Central Capital. My mother really needs this stone heart. And I helped you earlier, can you see it in this matter? As a matter of fact, pass this heart of stone to me?"

He spoke politely, first he mentioned his previous kindness to Chanrong, and then he talked about his parents.

But does he really lack this heart of stone?

Ruoqing looked at him and said in her heart - not necessarily.