Quick Transmigration: The villain's Bai Yueguang is dead again

Yu Tang really dreamed about Wei Yuan.

But it's not a good dream.

He dreamed of that beautiful little junior who kept banging his head against his door panel, bleeding from the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

It abruptly woke up Yu Tang.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his mind still a little confused.

One hand subconsciously touched the side, and he was relieved when he touched the long sword that was inseparable from his hand.

At this time, Yu Tang also noticed Wei Yuan who was lying on his stomach beside the bed.

After carefully looking at the face of the little junior brother, there was no blood, so I was sure that this was not a dream.

Before he could look away, Wei Yuan opened his eyes, and his face, which was unusually cute when he was asleep, instantly brightened.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Wei Yuan explained very consciously: "The reason why I'm in your room is because I'm worried about you after seeing that you've suffered such a serious injury."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tang suddenly sat up as if thinking of something, and was about to run out the door with bare feet.

"Senior Brother!" Wei Yuan was taken aback, and grabbed him because he couldn't control his strength well.

The next moment, the two of them fell down on the bed.

Wei Yuan is on the top, Yu Tang is on the bottom, and his wrist is still crushed by the beautiful junior brother.

Wei Yuan: "..."

Yu Tang: "..."

Unable to hold on, he turned his face away, his messy hair covered half of his face, revealing a faint pink: "It's going to be late for sword practice."

Wei Yuan also woke up in time, trying to understand the meaning of Yu Tang's words.

The heart beat violently.

Sure enough, for so many years, Master has not had a good rest, and his mind is full of practicing swords and swords!

"Brother, don't be in a hurry." Wei Yuan got down from him and said, "I asked the suzerain for instructions before, and we will practice together in the future, and he will no longer ask you to practice sword day and night."

As if he couldn't believe what he heard, Yu Tang turned his head, and there were too many expressions on his paralyzed face.

"Really?"

His appearance almost made Wei Yuan's heart ache to death. He pulled Yu Tang to stand up, and in the same way Yu Tang comforted him before, he was at eye level with the young man, and said to him seriously: "Yes, I asked for instructions in person. Suzerain, no one will force you to practice in the future, your life is not only about practicing swords, but also doing many, many interesting things you want to do."

Yu Tang's expression was sluggish for a while, and his reaction was too slow.

Wei Yuan tried to guide him: "You don't need to practice sword now, is there anything else you want to do?"

Yu Tang looked at him, and after a long time, he touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry."

"..." Wei Yuan laughed out loud, but his eyes were sore.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and said, "Brother, you stay here, and I will cook for you."

Yu Tang looked at the back of his junior brother running away, and felt a sense of doubt about his behavior.

Why would he tell his junior brother about being hungry?

And why did he just believe the words of the younger brother?

More importantly, why... the little juniors are not afraid of him?

Yu Tang just sat there blankly, racking his brains, thinking that Wei Yuan had prepared the meal and brought it to him, but he didn't even think about it.

Wei Yuan put the table away, and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Yu Tang: "Senior Brother, try to see if it suits your taste?"

The nostrils are full of the smell of food, and they are all made of spirit animal meat, spirit fruits and vegetables. After eating, the fragrance will remain on the lips and teeth, and the aura will flow through the whole body, which is very warm and comfortable.

By the time Yu Tang realized it, he had already cleaned up all the food.

Looking at Wei Yuan again, he didn't move a single chopstick, just resting his head on his hands, watching him quietly and smiling.

Yu Tang suddenly felt embarrassed.

And Wei Yuan seemed to know what he was thinking, and said directly: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

"If you haven't eaten enough, I still have it in the kitchen, and I'll bring it over."

When Yu Tang heard this, his embarrassment became stronger.

It prompted him to say the longest sentence since he met Wei Yuan.

"Why are you so nice to me?"