[Wearing the Book] Sick Beauty Master Respects He Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Yu Yin was sitting at this moment, suddenly a bright red flashed in his sight.He froze suddenly, turned his head as if he couldn't believe it, and pointed at his tail with a trembling voice.

"This... what's going on here."

Lu Yao rubbed his little face, and stretched out his hand to grab the brown hair: "What? Did you just find out now? This is the little braid that Master made for you."

"How about it, doesn't it look good?"

Yu Yin: "..."

He firmly held the sword that Lu Yao had just made in his hand, took a deep breath, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"…nice."

Lu Yao clapped his hands happily: "I think so too, as long as you like it! Master will make blue and red bows for you later, okay?"

The more he talked, the closer he got, Yu Yin leaned back slightly, Lu Yao breathed on his face, and he swallowed unconsciously.

Feeling that Lu Yao was too close, he just wanted to let him distance himself, so he nodded indiscriminately: "Okay, okay."

Lu Yao didn't know when he went out, Yu Yin felt his face was a little hot, so he used the back of his hand to freeze his cheek.

But looking down at the sword in his hand, he couldn't help but curl his mouth slightly.

The bow on the tail was very eye-catching. He touched it with his fingertips, but he still couldn't untie it.

Lu Yao is good to himself.

Really treat yourself well.

After tidying up, he set off again with confidence.

Lu Yao was not at ease, and secretly followed the little apprentice to the entrance of the school, stood outside for half an hour, and went back after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

His little backpack isn't ready yet.

At the end of the day's practice, Qin Shuang and Yu Yin sat on the stone steps and drank fruit juice, beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

Yu Yin took out the small handkerchief prepared by Lu Yao from his bosom, which still had his usual fragrance on it, and slowly wiped his face.

Qin Shuang picked up the hem of her clothes and was about to lower her head to wipe off her sweat. Seeing Yu Yin being so particular, he was really envious.

"Ayin, I also want the handkerchief from my uncle!"

Yu Yin paused, then wiped his forehead, folded the small handkerchief, and then spoke slowly.

"You can ask your uncle for it."

Qin Shuang pursed her lips. Master is the head of the sect. He is so busy every day that it is very difficult to take care of him most of the time.

He used to think he was very happy, but now seeing Yu Yin, he knows what true happiness is.

He leaned over cheekily and bumped into Yu Yin's hand: "Wipe me too, Ah Yin!"

Yu Yin turned to one side, and Qin Shuang landed on the stone steps.

He was aggrieved: "You don't love me anymore."

"..."

Help, why does Qin Shuang feel the same as Lu Yao to him now.They all like to play tricks on themselves, and it depends on what they can do with them, so it's decided, right?

He said, "I wiped it, it's already dirty."

Qin Shuang tilted her head: "I don't despise you."

Yu Yin pretended not to hear, put away the handkerchief, and then grabbed his cuff to wipe his sweat.

Qin Shuang was so moved: "A Yin, you are so kind."

Qin Shuang was young, and had played with Yu Yin since she was a child. The two were inseparable, and they were still being bullied together. The revolutionary friendship became stronger.

It's just that Yu Yin works hard every day. After all, he is a newcomer, and he knows how to take shortcuts. It is a bit difficult for him to keep up.

Even though they are best friends, he doesn't want to be left behind by Yu Yin.

Now enjoying the service of a good friend, Qin Shuang felt that the fatigue of the day had been eliminated.

"It's a good relationship."

An unkind voice sounded, interrupting the harmonious atmosphere between the two.

Qin Shuang stood up with an angry face, "What are you guys doing again!"

Yu Yin grabbed his wrist, shook his head, told him not to be impulsive,

Seven or eight people gathered around, and the leading boy seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old.

Everyone was resting, only a group of children were left without a teacher, and the ones who came with Yu Yin and the others were all five or six-year-old children.

The ones who were finding fault were tall and big in comparison. Seeing that they were being targeted, no one dared to stand by the two little guys.

Both sides were dissatisfied with each other, and the flames of war erupted with one blow. Although they both carried wooden swords, this was a very important battle for Qin Shuang and Yu Yin.

As the sun faded to the west, Lu Yao made a small purse and a sword tassel, and he decided to start practicing with simple ones.

Satisfied, he put the two little things on the table, waited and waited, but the cub still didn't come back. Thinking of what happened yesterday, he couldn't let go of his heart.

Yu Jian rushed to their school, and not long after he started to leave, he saw two children supporting each other.

He hastily put his sword down and jumped in front of them.

The two little kids were startled, they looked up and saw him, and the nervous expression on their faces just disappeared.

Lu Yao looked at them with bruises on their faces, blood was still on Yu Yin's arms and thighs, and his face was so cold that it could freeze.

He kept silent, and the pressure in the hearts of the two children was increasing, and they finally broke the silence first.

"Master."

"Uncle Master."

Lu Yao didn't answer, bent down to pick them up, first sent Qin Shuang to Wutu Hall, and then brought Yu Yin back to the sleeping hall.

He walked directly into the bathroom in the side hall, and covered the cub's wound with spiritual power to prevent him from touching the water.

Wiping his body with a handkerchief, he held the little apprentice's hand in distress. There was a bloody and hideous wound on his arm.

Yu Yin seemed to feel no pain.

"Master..."

Yu Yin couldn't figure out what was going on.

Yu Yin didn't dare to guess the reason for this person's black face, because he was afraid that he was not that important in his heart.

Lu Yao still didn't open his mouth to speak. After taking a bath for him in silence, he carried him to his room, took out the medicine and slowly applied it to him.

"Taking a bath after eating is not good for your health. Please bear with it for a while, and we will eat after taking the medicine."

Yu Yin didn't expect him to think this way.

He sat on the bed, Lu Yao lowered his head, and gently applied the medicine to him, so that people couldn't see his expression clearly.

"You said you want to solve it yourself, I gave you the power to choose, but..."

"Master, I know I was wrong."

Lu Yao raised his head: "Are you wrong? Where are you wrong?"

The child lowered his head guiltily: "I shouldn't have fought with them."

Lu Yao continued to apply the medicine to him, and his tone was a bit gnashed: "Your fault is not to explain the situation to me, and it is even more fault to suffer such a serious injury, which makes me worry!"

Worry? !

Yu Yin's lips trembled slightly, and she looked at Lu Yao in astonishment.

Seeing the little boy's expression, he became even angrier, and poked Yu Yin's head: "Why, you still don't believe it?"

"I raised a little white-eyed wolf."

Yu Yin hurriedly shook his head: "No..."

"I admit that I was an asshole before, but Master apologized to you and sincerely wanted to treat you well, so you can't..."

"Can't you... trust me a little more?"

Originally, he also thought that it was normal for children to have some friction when they were naughty.

But the wound on Yu Yin's arm was obviously injured by spiritual power.

No matter what, it should stop there.

Lu Yao was really pissed off.

Yu Yin was frightened by Lu Yao's appearance. In his eyes, Master spoke with a slightly crying tone, and his face was reddened visible to the naked eye.

He quickly stood up and hugged Lu Yao.

"I'm sorry, Master. We just don't want you to worry."

He suddenly knelt up and didn't pay attention to the wound on his leg. He pulled it and couldn't help taking a breath.

Lu Yao immediately picked him up and put him on his lap.

"Are you an idiot? You still move around when you are injured."

Yu Yin was inexplicably flustered: "Master, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Lu Yao: "..."

He sighed helplessly.

How can I bear to be angry with you like this.