I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

The long black hair sticks to the strong back, and the silver tassels flicker between the hair, reflecting the sparkling water, making people unable to open their eyes.

The birds fell, and the shade of the trees was mottled, bringing the slender figure into the tranquil scenery.

Fu Yanchen took off his clothes quickly. After entering the water, he maintained a posture half-exposed to his chest on the water surface, raised his sharp eyes and turned to look at Ruoqing.

The cloth slipped down, and the beige cloth fell to the ground against the slender and straight legs. Ruoqing's ankles were piled up with the clothes that had just been taken off, and her white toes were clinging to the stones on the ground, like a magnolia with branches falling on it. In the morning light.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yan fiddled with the water.

Due to her personality, Ruoqing was slower than Fu Yanchen in everything she did, so when Fu Yanchen dived into the water, Ruoqing had just finished taking off her coat.

Fu Yanchen didn't speak to urge him, but kept her eyes on his ankles.

Putting the clothes aside, Ruoqing pursed her lips with her back turned to Fu Yanchen, she first looked at the birds in the forest with her empty eyes, and then turned her face to the side with a strange expression.

"What have you been staring at me for?"

Fu Yanchen raised her eyebrows, lifted the broken hair on her forehead with her wet hands, and said calmly: "You are so big, are you afraid of being looked at?"

These words were a bit too provocative.

Ruoqing came to the water, stopped not far from Fu Yanchen, and stared at Fu Yanchen, trying to force him to say "what are you looking at?" Fu Yanchen didn't wait until Fu Yanchen said this.And two pairs of different eyes are facing each other, staring at each other for too long, even the curled eyelashes and the texture of the lips can be seen very clearly.

Ruoqing is very white.

Fu Yan and Shen Yebai.

But unlike Ruoqing who was weak and pale, Fu Yan was very healthy and white.

In the past, the two of them were not very old, and when they got together, they were teenagers with a strong heart, and they would talk about comparisons between men from time to time.Although Fu Yanchen had a bad mouth, he couldn't speak to Ruoqing, and when he couldn't speak, he would pinch Ruoqing's face and rub the other's fair skin, so as to achieve the purpose of "bullying" Ruoqing.

It's just that once the originally honest hand was stretched out, the place where it aimed was no longer the face that was occasionally pinched on weekdays.

Taking advantage of his tall stature, Fu Yanchen would pinch Ruoqing's shoulders instead, and pull Ruoqing in front of him. One hand clasped Ruoqing's thin body, and the other hand clasped Ruoqing's neck from behind. Then he grabbed Ruoqing, and sometimes he deliberately brought Ruoqing into the water, let the opponent's ink hair flutter, and threw it in front of his face, sometimes he liked to see Ruoqing waving his arms and slapping the water surface.

This action of his is more or less similar to that of Chanrong, and he is very strong, even if he deliberately restrains himself after making a fuss, he will still leave fingerprints on Ruoqing's fair skin.

The light red marks seemed to be steaming, covering the porcelain-white jade-like skin very vaguely, as if they had just experienced an unspeakable "battle" before.Fu Yanchen sometimes looked at them, and liked to press those marks with thin callused fingers, until Ruoqing lowered his face and refused to allow him to make trouble with him, then he withdrew his hand and stopped making trouble with him.

But the young man's temperament is unstable, and there are several strikes that are not serious. If Ruoqing gets annoyed, he stops taking a bath and chatting with him.

Fu Yanchen has Fu Yanchen's arrogance.

Seeing that Ruoqing rejected him, he didn't mention it, as if he would lose face if he asked about it.

He is like an elusive cat, who rubs against your feet when he likes you, and ignores you no matter what you do when he doesn't like you.

— as it is now.

Fu Yan raised her head, her face was covered with the lingering gleam of the hair she lifted up before, and her black hair and silver tassels fluttered messily on her shoulders, like a sleeping beast.

Ruoqing hasn't bathed with Fu Yanchen for a long time.

Fu Yanchen's current body is a little strange to him.

He didn't look under the water, but only looked at his own arm, then at Fu Yanchen's arm, making a comparison, and poked Fu Yanchen's arm with his fingertips.

"It's too bad." He couldn't help muttering to himself.

Fu Yanchen lazily raised her eyelids, grabbed Ruoqing's fingers with her backhand, put his wrist in her hand, squeezed it, "Indeed."

Squinting those beautiful eyes, Fu Yanchen said, "Your hands are like dried noodles, crisp and thin, not pretty at all."

What is this description?

Ruoqing didn't value his appearance, and when he heard what he said, he pulled his arms back and said helplessly, "Yes, yes, my hands are not good-looking, not as good-looking as my little uncle's."

Fu Yan's thin lips curled up, "That's right! Master's hands are the most beautiful hands I've ever seen."

Ruoqing also answered: "That's right! Little Martial Uncle is the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Yanchen raised his long eyelashes, as if he was a little surprised. He thought for a while, pinched Ruoqing's head and pulled his face closer, and brought his own face to him and asked seriously: " Master is the prettiest, what about me?"

Ruoqing opened his mouth, keeping his soft thin lips in the look of "Ah", his eyes were first aimed at Fu Yanchen, and then he deliberately turned his eyes to look to the other side, deliberately teasing Fu Yanchen: "You are more than Xiao Hei at the foot of the mountain is a little better looking."

"What is Xiaohei?" Fu Yanchen asked suspiciously, "Is it a dog?"

Ruoqing looked at him in shock, and asked in puzzlement, "How could I call you a dog?"

Fu Yanchen's complexion was not any better, he was dark and suspicious, "What is Xiao Hei?"

Ruoqing stretched out his wet hands in the water, showed his delicate arms wet in the water in front of Fu Yanchen, and said solemnly, "I ask you, what kind of beasts do mortals use to call those majestic men?"

Hearing what he said, Fu Yanchen showed a half-smile expression on his face. He was a little proud, so he tilted his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, but he forced the corners of his mouth to move down, pretending to say : "Tiger? Wolf? Very vulgar."

Ruoqing nodded, and said quite approvingly: "Those names are indeed very vulgar."

When Fu Yanchen heard what he said, he knew that the two were neither, so the joy in his eyes became less, and he looked at Ruoqing suspiciously: "Then what is Xiao Hei?"

Ruoqing said word by word: "Xiao Hei, he is a man in his prime—a bear. No matter in appearance or coat color, he is not much different from you."

--almost?

Fu Yan savored these words, first with a cold face, then laughed again.

After a while, there was a lot of movement on the originally calm water.

While struggling, Ruoqing was strangled by Fu Yanchen's neck and led to the deep water.

"Can't you afford it? Can you say that Xiong Xiazi is not great?"

"Fart, you are as tall as a blind bear!"

"Why are you angry, you just said that I look like dried noodles, am I angry?"

"I don't know you yet. If you don't get angry, you will say I'm like a bear?"

"All right, all right! We're even now, let go quickly."

"This matter can't be settled. Let me ask you, what do I look like in your eyes?"

Fu Yanshen stopped and asked angrily.

Ruoqing took a breath, her face was blush caused by playfulness, and her long curly hair was wetly attached to her and Fu Yanchen's body because of this encounter, the cool and gentle touch made people feel very comfortable .

And he didn't understand Fu Yanchen very well, "You insist on asking what a noodle thinks of you? Let me ask you, what do you think of me?"

"Noodles with legs."

I don't know if I want to put this tone down, but Fu Yanshen will not let go.

"Strange, as a noodle with long legs, why should I praise you?" Ruoqing was amused by his strange idea.

Fu Yanchen was like an unreasonable child. He obviously didn't have any words of approval or praise in his mouth, but wanted him to say some words of approval or praise.

And Fu Yanchen didn't like him, and he didn't intend to like Fu Yanchen. Why do two people who don't like each other care so much about each other's faces?

Doesn't Fu Yanchen feel that her thoughts are strange?

I'm sorry to say why the other party suddenly pays attention to appearance, and the leggy Noodle Ruoqing said with a good temper: "You don't like me, and I don't like you, why do you care so much about whether you are handsome in my eyes? You say, little master Uncle is good-looking everywhere, and I also think that little uncle is the most beautiful person I have ever seen, isn't it right?"

He stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Fu Yanchen's eyes, wanting to make Fu Yanchen angry, "Don't talk about it in front of you, even if the little master asks me, I feel the same way."

After all, when he saw Fu Yanchen turned his head, he thought he was being too funny, thought about it, and changed his words with a smile, "Okay, I won't tease you, actually I think you look better than my little uncle. "After he finished saying this, he thought of another funny way.

"But Li Xuannian looks better than you."

There was a smile in his eyes when he said this, he knew in his heart that Fu Yanchen was often jealous of how he was good to others, so he pulled Li Xuannian over, wanting Fu Yanchen to be like him, seeing Li Xuannian getting more and more disliked.

But to be honest, aside from prejudice and disgust, what Ruoqing admires the most is the gentle and refined person like Li Xuanmian.

In fact, Ruoqing has always liked non-aggressive people. Although Chanrong and Fu Yanchen are handsome, but one of them is cold as ice, and the other is violent and perverse. Both of them are very aggressive, which is not what Ruoqing admires.

It's just that he didn't expect that after he finished speaking, there was a laughing voice from the side.

"In that case, it is my honor."

The smile on his face became stiff, Ruoqing blinked, slowly turned his face to look at the place where the sound came from, saw Li Xuannian who was handsome and holding a folding fan, and also saw Chanrong beside Li Xuannian .

These two people stood on the shore, I don't know how long they have been here, one has a smile in his eyes, and the other's face is sinking like water.

Facing the eyes of these two people, Ruoqing thought of what he said just now, and suddenly he didn't know where to pull the smile on the corner of his mouth to be considered normal.

He licked his teeth, looked at Fu Yanchen who was at the side, saw Fu Yanchen frowning at him, and suddenly wanted to go back to the time before teasing Fu Yanchen.