The fate of treating Master as a male mother

The Zongmen Grand Competition lasted for a month.

The later the game, the slower the fight, because at this time, not only is the ring reduced, but each match often lasts for half a day.

In this way, many disciples can watch every wonderful game to their heart's content.

And the losers will continue to compete until the specific ranking is determined.

In this month, Yun Nie didn't compete every day, but Sang Yue came every day.

Sometimes Yun Nie and Qu Yu didn't notice their shortcomings, and Sang Yue would call them over after the ring to remind them.

Sometimes the two are not sure about their opponents in the next match, and Sang Yue will also tell them from which angle they can break the game.

Many elders will take the opportunity of this big competition to teach their disciples. The actual combat will expose more problems and make people learn more deeply.

But there are still a few people who are as meticulous and patient as Sang Yue.

With Sang Yue's off-court guidance, Yun Nie and Qu Yu's group discussions became much more efficient, so they didn't have to procrastinate every day.

In short, during this period, although there are some days that make people anxious, lonely, and worrying, but because there is something to look forward to every day, it is also enjoyable.

And it flies by.

Sang Yue is not ready yet.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is over, Qu Yu is No. 5 solo, and Yun Nie is No. 3 solo.

The two are the youngest among the top [-], especially Yun Nie, who has only been a beginner for two years, and as soon as his grades come out, he instantly becomes a celebrity in the entire sect.

All monks know that it is neither age nor family background that separates monks from each other.

is talent.

Innate talent is such a mysterious, intangible and incomprehensible thing, it can make a monk stand out at a young age with unparalleled demeanor, and it can also make a monk look up at the back of others all his life.

Qu Yu was originally a celebrity in the sect, before he met Yun Nie, wherever he went, his chin was raised high.

He is used to being admired and looked up to by others, therefore, after getting the ranking, he is happy for a while, and then he can treat it with a normal heart.

But Yun Nie is different. Yun Nie doesn't socialize much with people, and rarely shows up in front of people. It should be the first time she enjoys this much-anticipated treatment.

Qu Yu was worried that he would not adapt, so he decided to ask him to come out to the team celebration banquet, and then talk to him privately after the end.

Their team also achieved a good result of No.5 in the team competition, which is worthy of congratulations. Although the other three teammates cannot participate in the star-seeking meeting, they have made an appointment to watch together at that time.

For such a grand event as the Star Reaching Club, disciples who have not obtained a quota cannot participate in the ranking competition, but they can watch it outside the ring.

Every time it is held, there are crowds of people, more lively than Zongmen Grand Competition.

Qu Yu was looking for Yun Nie.

He had searched all the places he might have gone, but there was none. The last place was Master's cave, and he saw Yun Nie in front of the door.

Yun Nie is exploring the reward Sang Yue promised him: a flying boat.

After Qu Yu came over, Sang Yue smiled and waved, and also gave him a reward.

After all, he is also his registered disciple, and he achieved the fifth best result, which is a credit to himself.

"Just when Xiao Nie was about to call you, you came." Sang Yue asked kindly, "You look anxious, what's the matter?"

Qu Yu said excitedly: "It's nothing else, I just want to find Yun Nie to participate in the celebration party. We won No.5 in the team competition and want to celebrate together."

Yun Nie was stunned for a moment, completely unaware that there was still such a thing to be involved in, he thought the game was over when it was over...

Without waiting for Yun Nie to say anything, Sang Yue agreed for him: "Just take this flying boat, relax after the game, play more with your friends, and don't come back in a hurry."

He gave them another bag of spirit stones so they could have fun.

Qu Yu excitedly climbed onto the flying boat and pulled Yun Nie to start it. Yun Nie turned her head several times before he could speak, and Sang Yue smiled calmly.

It wasn't until Feizhou disappeared that the smile on Sang Yue's face disappeared.

Instead, it was dignified and a little tangled.

In fact, just now when Yun Nie came back and asked him if he was satisfied with his grades, Sang Yue knew that there was something he couldn't avoid.

What can he say?

Of course, I first said that I was very satisfied, and then took out the flying boat as a reward, trying to delay the time as much as possible.

It's not that he's going to break his promise...he's just, a little unprepared.

I have been mentally preparing for almost a month.

But it's still hard!

Sang Yue returned to the cave mansion solemnly, and took out a book: "Single Father Becoming a Father and a Mother".

He is trying to brainwash himself:

This is pure, it is natural, it is ordinary and ordinary, it is nothing to worry about, and there is no extra impurity.

Why can others but I can't?

That must be the wrong choice of storybook.

So Sang Yue opened another book: "As a Master, How I Became a Disciple with My Body".

Well, this is a good book, and it is closer to my own mentality.

Time passed little by little.

Yun Nie is back.

As soon as he came back, he couldn't wait to go straight to Sang Yue, hugged Sang Yue's waist, his face was flushed, hot, and his eyes were a little hazy.

Sang Yue threw away the book and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Yun Nie said: "I drank a little wine and felt a little strange."

It turned out to be drinking.

Became a little drunk.

Yun Nie looked at Sang Yue relentlessly: "Master, can you hug me?"

Sang Yue hugged him: "Of course."

Yun Nie said again: "Master, they said, you must be very satisfied with me, is it true?"

"Satisfied, very, very satisfied."

Seeing that Yun Nie was about to lose his footing, Sang Yue simply carried him to the Lingtan, let him soak in it, and splashed the water to wash him away from the alcohol.

Yun Nie's feet were fluttering, and she had nowhere to borrow strength, so she could only hug Sang Yue's arm tightly.

"Master, catch me quickly, or I will float away."

Yun Nie said worriedly.

Sang Yue suppressed a smile and grabbed his wrist: "Is this okay?"

Yun Nie: "...Well, that's fine, but, Master, don't you want to hug me?"

Yun Nie's puzzled eyes were too serious, Sang Yue had no choice but to soak in himself, half-embracing the little drunk to give him a bath.

Yun Nie was finally satisfied, and made a new request: "Master, I want to listen to a lullaby."

Sang Yue flicked his head: "Why are there so many demands today?"

Yun Nie paused, and said, "They said that Master is satisfied with me and would be willing to give me a lot of rewards, isn't it?"

How else could Sang Yue answer, of course he was right.

Serving a drunk is not easy

Sang Yue satisfied him everything, and after washing, Yun Ni closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

Sang Yue dried his hair and gently put it back on the bed.

It's okay to sleep, if there's anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Finally, he just thought so, and saw Yun Nie suddenly opened his eyes, hooking his skirt all of a sudden.

"Master, reward."

Sang Yue: "..."

Yun Nie gritted her teeth and repeated slowly, solemnly, clearly and hard: "Master, reward."

Sang Yue coaxed him: "My boy, you are drunk, rest first, and let's talk about rewards tomorrow, okay?"

Yun Nie: "Master, reward, master, reward, master, reward..."

A whole phonograph has become fine.

He was really too persistent, he was obviously drunk and sleepy, his eyes were hazy, but he was still thinking about this matter.

Yuehua Xianjun, who is used to being calm and generous in front of the world, slowly blushes on his face.

She thought that Yun Nie was unconscious, so she couldn't ask for the second reward from herself.

He didn't forget it at all.

Rather, because I was a little drunk, I could only remember this matter in my mind, and I wanted to finish it no matter what.

Sang Yue's attitude had softened, but he was still dying, and he took out a baby bottle from the Nazi ring: "Master just got the fresh milk from Yantai Mountain, how about, Master give you a taste...?"

Yun Nie stared at the bottle, pursed her lips, stopped talking, and turned her head away.

It's rare to bring a little emotion and be unhappy.

Sang Yue had no choice but to put away the bottle and sighed: "You, you, the master is not a woman, how can he really feed you?"

Yun Nie secretly looked at him, and when she saw that the bottle was gone, she turned her face back.

Seriously and seriously: "It's okay, I don't really want to drink."

Sang Yue couldn't laugh or cry: "Then you are quite tolerant."

Yun Nie: "Well, because it is the master, as long as it is the master is enough."

For some reason, Sang Yue couldn't say any more words to try to escape.

That's it.

Let him do what he promised a long time ago.

"Xiao Nie, don't let this matter go out."

In the end, Sang Yue only exhorted this sentence, and then lay down on his side blushing.

The corners of the beauty's eyes were red, like white jade reflecting clouds and peach blossoms falling in snow. He was no longer noble and elegant in the past, but instead showed a bit of private beauty.

Really, like a banished fairy falling into the world of mortals, it becomes more and more colorful.

Sang Yue didn't want to look directly at the person in his arms, so he turned his face slightly, half-closed his eyes, hiding the thoughts that were full of thousands of changes.

He was silent and tolerant.

Three thousand black threads are like countless thoughts, scattered and spreading in a messy manner, enveloping the charming fantasy dream.

No, that's not a dream, it's real.

It is the truth that belongs to Yun Nie alone and will never be shared.

This kind of scenery is hard to see in the world.

Yun Nie, however, was too drunk to appreciate it.

He only felt that his whole body was fluttering lightly, his self-consciousness was hazy, buried in the warm embrace of the fragrance, like a greedy young animal, eager to eat by instinct.

Sang Yue closed his eyes helplessly, and gently stroked the back of Yun Nie's head.

What a careless little wolf cub, I've never seen him so outrageously longing.

……

hiss.

The little bastard!

In the end, it was Sang Yue who stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled him out of his arms.

It's endless!

Yun Nie leaned back subconsciously, and said slowly and bluntly, "Master."

Sang Yue angrily pulled back the quilt for him, and pressed his head: "It's useless to call Master! Your teeth are so sharp, I'll pull them all out for you."

Yun Nie: "..."

He licked his shiny lips and lay down obediently, but he was reluctant to just fall asleep like this.

I still want to spend some time with Master.

"Master, your face is so red."

Sang Yue: "..."

Yun Nie: "Master, are you hot?"

Sang Yue: "..."

Yun Nie: "Master, I'm sorry."

Sang Yue: "?"

Yun Nie: "Your chest is wet, I'll wipe it off for you."

Sang Yue: "..."

He pressed Yun Nie's hand quickly, and covered his eyelids with his palm.This little bastard, I don't know if it's because he's drunk, he's so difficult and annoying.

"Okay, go to sleep, don't talk anymore."

Going on, Sang Yue was really afraid that he couldn't help beating someone up.

Yun Nie had no choice but to sleep obediently.

Hearty, savory and sweet.