I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

After that time, for a long time, Ruoqing did not dare to go to Qunshanyuan to find Fu Yanchen, but Chanrong came to Fushuiju several times, but Ruoqing did not dare to Being close to Chanrong, I only dare to stand in the corridor and listen to the senior sisters discussing the matter of the junior uncle when Chanrong comes, and never interrupt easily.

The meeting in Zhulin was the first time he saw Chanrong.Or it should be said that it was the first time he spoke to Chanrong, but the scene of the conversation was really embarrassing.

At that time, he didn't understand why the little uncle made himself so embarrassed, and he didn't know that Chanrong often went in and out of the forbidden area for practice, and he could often be seen shuttling in the corridor between the forbidden area and Zhucong Peak.Sometimes when he passed here, he would walk behind him slowly.

At that time, there was a wall of light between them, Ruoqing couldn't see Chanrong, but Chanrong could see Ruoqing.After that, time passed by like a fleeting moment. Unknowingly, Chanrong became a frequent visitor of Fushuijuli, and Ruoqing also became a distinguished guest of Qunshanyuan.It's just that because Chanrong's temper was too boring in the early stage, Ruoqing, a distinguished guest, never knew how important he was in Chanrong's eyes.

There are too many things happening now, from Li Xuannian's death to Fu Yan's soaring demon heart, all these things have forced Ruoqing to be unable to have a relaxed and happy mood when thinking about this past event.

Now Chanrong is injured and cannot move freely, Ruoqing and him are hiding here, not knowing where they are now, and worried that Chanrong will not run far enough and Yejiao will catch up, so he often looks left and right , very alert to the sound coming from around.

Seeing him looking around nervously, Chanrong couldn't help but ask him: "Are you restless?"

Ruoqing nodded.

Chanrong asked again: "Why are you nervous? Are you afraid that I won't be able to beat Fu Yanchen, or are you afraid that Fu Yanchen will hurt me?"

Ruoqing pursed her lips, and said tactfully, "I'm afraid Ye Jiao will get hurt if he chases me over."

Chan Rong was not happy when he heard this.He turned his head, looked at Ruoqing seriously, and said to Ruoqing, "Did you notice something?"

"what?"

"When you have other thoughts in your heart, you usually don't call me little uncle, but uncle."

Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, because he didn't realize this, so he didn't know whether what Chanrong said was right or wrong.As for the little master uncle and the master uncle, the former is closer and the latter is more distant. If this gap is placed on Ruoqing, Ruoqing will not be happy, no wonder Chanrong will point it out keenly.

At this moment, Chanrong seemed to have a headache.

He pressed his head, frowning tightly, looking at his expression, he was obviously in pain, but he didn't want to show it, he just closed his eyes in boredom to not see clearly.

When he did this, Ruoqing became even more uneasy.

Ruoqing ran over in a hurry, pulled Chanrong's wrist to check the situation of the other party, the worry in his eyes almost drowned out the embarrassment before.

And after he held Chanrong, Chanrong turned his face sideways, felt it quietly, half-opened those invisible light-colored eyes, and suddenly said to him: "Your hands are not big."

Hearing this, Ruoqing couldn't help but look down at herself pinching Chanrong's hand.The slender fingers rested on Chanrong's wrist, without the strength/color/aura that Chanrong had when he grabbed him, just like a vine growing on the opponent, gently covering the opponent's body, without too much weight .

On the other hand, the "painful" person on the other side, after Ruoqing grabbed him, became less frail with frowning and closed eyes before, and more calm and elegant.

He felt Ruoqing approaching, and his face began to lean towards Ruoqing, when he got close to the other party, he raised the corner of his mouth again, as if thinking of something, and said to Ruoqing: "That's how you grabbed me at night. "

His tone was a little ambiguous, so ambiguous that Ruoqing began to blush.

He said: "If I don't like you, you will always follow me."

Ruoqing looked a little uncomfortable when he heard this.Because he had no impression of this matter at all, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say "yes" or "is there?", and he didn't feel that he would be as pestering as Chanrong said.As a result, such thoughts disappeared without a trace early the next morning.

When he found himself hugging Chanrong, tightly pulling the clothes on the other's chest and lying in the other's arms, he couldn't help swallowing, and thinking about what Chanrong said yesterday, he felt ashamed to face others .

He would wake up in Chanrong's arms for the next two days, and he noticed Chanrong's avoiding eyes, staring at the more serious injuries on Chanrong's body, and was dumbfounded.

Before nightfall, he sat beside Chanrong's bed, thinking that he would go to Chanrong every night, no wonder Chanrong would be misunderstood.

At this moment, he had decided that Chanrong, who he had harmed, would be wrong. When he thought of this, in order to avoid wrapping up Chanrong again tonight, he looked at his belt, turned his back to Chanrong and slowly untied it, and then He came to the place where the stone bricks had collapsed and there was only a single wooden pillar and door frame left. He wanted Chanrong to tie him here with a belt, but then he thought that Chanrong was inconvenient to move now, so he came to Chanrong specially. Side, whispered to each other.

"Little uncle."

He handed over the belt in his hand.

Chanrong didn't know what he was doing, so she asked him: "What is this..." He seemed to believe that it was the handkerchief Ruoqing gave him, so he raised his hand and stuck it to his face.

I can't see Chanrong sticking that cold and noble face to his belt at all. I always feel that this kind of action is that he is forcing the little uncle to change his behavior. Ruoqing blushed and hurriedly pulled back the belt in Chanrong's hand. Wearing a belt with a faint medicinal smell.

Because of Chanrong's action, Ruoqing's heart beat like a drum, like a chicken eating rice, her head unconsciously nodded a few times, and stammered, "This is my belt."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head, with a hint of despair on his expression.

At this time, he was afraid that Chanrong would feel embarrassed, and he didn't even dare to look at Chanrong's expression, but because of the other's body, he had to bite the bullet and continue: "I'm afraid that I will disturb the little uncle at night, so I want to Junior Martial Uncle tied me up so that I wouldn't make Junior Martial Uncle's injury worse."

Chanrong didn't expect that he would make such a request, and his body trembled. He first glanced at the belt in Ruoqing's hand, then at Ruoqing who was blushing and ears sideways, and suddenly raised his left eyebrow.

Ruoqing waited for a while, but before Chanrong could reply, she turned around suspiciously, and bumped into Chanrong who was looking down at her by accident.

Ruoqing didn't know when Chanrong got up.

The man stood behind him at this moment, staring at his face with those dull eyes.

This man obviously couldn't see anything, but those eyes were stubbornly fixed on his face, showing a weird paranoia.

After that, when Ruoqing was dazed by the suddenly approaching Chanrong, Chanrong raised her hand and slowly touched Ruoqing. The warm big hand first stopped on Ruoqing's arm, and then moved along the arm until reaching Ruoqing's hand. , at the moment Ruoqing curled up her fingers, she pulled out the belt in Ruoqing's hand, and rubbed the soft cloth in her hand with her thumb and forefinger.

"You want me to tie you up?"

he asked softly.

Ruoqing always felt that what the other party said was wrong, so he made a correction on purpose, "I'm afraid I'll make trouble with you at night." Then he added, "You tied me up, don't care about me no matter what I say at night, just be nice. rest."

And nothing was on his mind when he said those words.He thinks he knows Chanrong very well, knows that Chanrong is a real "gentleman", and knows that Chanrong does not value desires, so he never doubts that Chanrong will have other thoughts after tying him up...

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A Yu led Suan Ni, who had turned back into a spirit beast, and followed Fu Yanchen furtively.

Fu Yanchen was very quiet. At this moment, he didn't care about Li Xuannian's death, San Hun's death, or whether those people in Zhongdu would come to arrest him, but just lay silently on an old tree, not mentioning the matter. Looking for Chanrong, he has no intention of leaving Huaicheng.

A Yu couldn't figure out what Fu Yanchen was thinking, but Suan Ni said, "Is he waiting for Ruoqing and Chanrong to come back to find him?"

A Yu recalled Fu Yanchen's character, and sneered at it.He felt that with Fu Yanchen's fiery temper, even if he was waiting for Ruoqing and Chanrong to come back, what he was thinking about was how to quarrel with these two people, and he was definitely not waiting for a chance to talk.Just thinking of this, he doesn't know, is it worth waiting so long for him to wait here?

Fu Yanchen's evil spirit belonging to Yejiao had not yet dissipated, Suan Ni's mouth was open and drooling.

Fu Yanchen on the tree kept ignoring them. They were really bored, so they caught a pheasant, and when they were on fire, there was a gray and black fish on their face. Fu Yanchen asked him: "Why are you Will you like Master?"

As soon as this question came up, Ah Yu was taken aback.

His mind was not good, and he didn't remember that he was "Bai Yuyuan" now, so he just stood in A Yu's angle facing the fire, and said without thinking, "Because I'm sorry for him."

Fu Yanchen was very surprised, but her voice did not fluctuate: "What did you do?"

A Yu squinted his eyes, but didn't look at Suan Ni blinking crazily, as if caught in some memory.He kept looking at a person named Eleven in his memory, and suddenly felt very sad after thinking about it for a long time.

"We accidentally lost him," he said.

But at this point, he couldn't remember exactly how he lost him. He just felt depressed, so he said aggrievedly: "Master said, he had a very difficult life. If it wasn't for that person to protect him, he would be finished." But that person is not a good person. If he changes his mind and doesn't like him, he will still be very miserable... And the master said that we are a family, and we have to leave after he gets better, otherwise... I can't rest assured of."

For a long time, no one was willing to talk about Chanrong with Ah Yu, and Ah Yu still had something to say about Chanrong, so he avoided Suan Ni kicking him, and came under the tree for some reason, looking at the tree on the tree. Fu Yanchen said slowly: "He has changed a lot now. His temperament is not good, but his foundation is not bad. He used to be a very good person. I still remember that he likes to drink strong alcohol, and he likes to drink alcohol in winter. I like Xia, he likes eating green apricots, and those weird things..."

He snapped his fingers, carefully counting what Chanrong likes, but Fu Yanchen blinked indifferently when he heard this, and said after the other party read this long string:

"Master never likes to drink alcohol. He likes summer but not winter. He doesn't have a strong appetite, and he doesn't like things with strong taste. Moreover, he has always had a good temper." Having said that, Fu Yanshen sat up.

Ah Yu was dumbfounded, he remembered that Shi Shi liked these things, how could he not like them now?

At this time, Fu Yanchen rested one hand on his lap, stared at the distant clouds, and said indifferently: "What you said."

"It's all my favorite."

"Also." He jumped off the tree, grabbed A Yu's collar when he was unprepared, and lowered his eyebrows viciously, "Who are you?"

At this moment, he finally realized that the person opposite him was not the Master Bai he knew.