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

"Little uncle?"

Lu Yao also leaned over curiously, wanting to confirm whether it was really Leng Huanqing.

This is so fantastical.

He reached out to grab it, but Yu Yin held it out to prevent him from touching it.

Lu Yao stood up: "What are you doing?"

Yu Yin held the letter between his fingers, and read it over and over again.

"Master misses him?"

Lu Yao: "..."

"What nonsense, don't you know if I thought about him? Besides, I didn't take the initiative to find Xiao Ba."

Yu Yin raised his eyebrows: "So, if he takes the initiative to find you, can you do it?"

"..."

"I won't tell you."

He said aggressively, "Are you questioning me now? Are you questioning your master?"

Yu Yin lowered his head: "I don't have any."

Lu Yao snorted, spread out his hand, waited for Yu Yin to put himself in his hand, then pulled out the letter paper, looked at the words on it, not knowing what expression to make.

Brother, how are you doing these days?

He pulled out the paper completely, and carefully read it front and back, for fear that he might miss a word.

What is Xiaoba doing?

Just to ask him if he's okay?

Can't guess.

Yu Yin leaned over: "Oh, he said he missed Master."

He frowned: "Isn't it you, this can also be interpreted? It's too far-fetched."

Yu Yin pursed his lips and smiled, it would be better if Master didn't understand.

"That must be my guess."

Lu Yao got up inexplicably and wrote back to Leng Huanqing.

Playing around, having fun, all is well.

He picked up his pen and thought about it, and felt that such a good motorcycle, and added a sentence to reassure him and pay attention to his body.

Ok…

No matter how you write it, it feels wrong, dry.

"Yinzai, do you want to add something?"

Yu Yin walked behind him, picked up the paper, looked at the light, and commented: "Very good, not only answered the uncle's question, but also cared about his health by the way... full of human touch."

Lu Yao looked suspicious: "Why do I feel that you are talking nonsense."

"Master, why did you say this? You asked me to help you read it. Besides, I have no reason to make it up."

"Besides, Master Uncle is a cold-tempered person, so he doesn't necessarily want to say anything, he just asked Master."

Lu Yao also felt that his analysis made sense.

Leng Huanqing is such a person, it's hard to imagine that he would take the initiative to write a letter to find himself, not to mention that no matter how you look at the letter, you think it's just a casual question.

He folded the letter, injected spiritual power, and sent it back to Kunlun.

Lying on the bed, Yu Yin clung to him stickily: "Master, stop hugging the little fox, please."

Lu Yao looked defensive: "What bad idea are you planning?"

Yu Yin approached him little by little, and pushed him to the corner of the bed. Seeing him being pushed against the wall, Yu Yin smiled: "What is Master afraid of? This disciple can't do anything."

Lu Yao raised his chin and looked at him through his nostrils: "I'm afraid? It's impossible."

"Yu Yin, let me tell you, I can't stop you from chasing me, but you can't stop me if I firmly refuse."

"Don't think that if you seduce me, you will succeed."

"Haha..." Yu Yin moved closer to him again, "It turns out that what I did, in the eyes of Master, is... seductive and seductive."

Lu Yao couldn't retreat and continued to refute: "I said something wrong! You have no lust at all, you are just a brat, you have nothing."

"Temptation, it is impossible to seduce."

Yu Yin's eyes dimmed for a moment, he caught the fox in his hand, and threw it onto the bed.

"Oh, don't! It's still hurt."

Lu Yao rested his hands on Yu Yin's shoulders, and was about to push him away.

"Master, don't worry, it's fine."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Xiaoxuehu jumped onto the table by herself, looked at the two of them curiously, and rolled her eyes.

The movement is very flexible.

Lu Yao was shocked: "This medicine is really effective."

Xiaoxuehu was scared to death and drank it.

I'm not going back.

That fairy can't keep himself, its life is really hard.

"Master, in the past, he liked to touch people's tails the most. Can't Master just treat me like this?"

"Don't touch the little fox, okay?"

"...drink cubs."

"I don't mean not to like you, but I don't have the same feelings as you, do you understand?"

"Why doesn't this disciple know? Otherwise, why would he be so uneasy, afraid that in Master's heart, he is just someone who can be replaced at will."

Yu Yin is very insecure, Lu Yao has always known it.

This cub deepened his cognition with unexpected accidents again and again.

His tone softened a bit: "Okay, can Master comb it for you?"

Yu Yin hugged him, and his tail came out from behind, which was very different from the round and cute one when he was a child.

The black tail is almost as thick as Lu Yao's thigh.

He took a deep breath.

Looking at the dragon's tail covered with hard scales, he was a little hesitant to do it for a while.

As a former modern person, he would still feel a little scared when he saw a creature like a dragon with his own eyes.

Sensing his mood swings, Yu Yin asked sensitively, "Does Master despise me?"

It's not disgust, it's fear!

When I grow up, it is different from being cute when I was a child.

Seeing that he was very injured, Lu Yao hurriedly explained: "No, no, look, how mighty you are now."

"Master, this is reverence, understand?"

Yu Yin didn't understand: "Why are you in awe of me, I am your disciple."

"..."

Lu Yao's words are poor, forget it, the more the description becomes darker.

He is afraid!What's wrong!

In the line of sight, there is a touch of sudden tender pink, and the softness of the bowknot dilutes the awe-inspiring aura of the dragon a lot.

Lu Yao reached out and touched it: "Why don't I change the color for you."

"Master doesn't like this color?"

Yu Yin understands that Lu Yao doesn't usually use pink, but he will definitely choose this color for some inconspicuous little things.

Lu Yao likes it, so he likes it.

Since the little apprentice has said so, he has no objection.

Just like when I was a child, a few fingers are inserted into the soft hair, which is very soft, and the contrast with the tail is huge.

Lu Yao stroked his hair, and touched the cold scales with his fingers.

Yu Yin trembled all over.

Looking at his own tail in disbelief, waves of softness rushed towards his body.

Unexpectedly, he was forced to go into heat early, and now he even has such a big reaction to touching his tail.

A warm current suddenly rose from the lower abdomen, and there was a faint tendency to raise his head.

Yu Yin: "..."

Why deprive him of the fun now!

Without a tail, how can he compete with that stinky fox!

He suddenly thought of a more serious matter, his own horns should be kept well at ordinary times, if they are touched, they will get out of hand.

Yu Yin's tail has moved up involuntarily, wrapping around Lu Yao's waist, which is a sign that the dragon wants to mate.

He grabbed the hand that was still grooming him.

Lu Yao stopped: "Well, what's the matter?"

"It's so late, Master, you should go to bed earlier, I think you seem sleepy."

After finishing speaking, he clenched his teeth, exhausted his greatest restraint, and let go of Lu Yao's tightly wrapped tail.

Lu Yao: "..." Knowing that I am sleepy, you still mess up so many moths.

Really, one idea per second, people are old and can't keep up with the rhythm of young people!

He took advantage of the situation and lay down, looking at the little apprentice who was far away from him, he didn't know what was wrong with him, shook his head and put all his troubles behind him.

After Yu Yin made sure that he was asleep, she secretly sat up and nodded between his eyebrows.

"Master, I can't bear it anymore."

After speaking, he left the room as if fleeing, rushed to the yard, scooped up ice water and poured it on himself.

He didn't want Lu Yao to think that he was just a man who fell in love with anyone, and only knew that Xiao missed him.

Three days ago, Kunlun.

Leng Huanqing sat in front of the desk, raised his pen and put it down again, frowning slightly.

He wanted to write a letter to Lu Yao.

However, the two never communicated with each other.

He remembered that Lu Yao always wrote love letters to himself in the past, so he stood up, rummaged through the bookshelves, and wanted to see how to write them.

After walking around, there was nothing about Lu Yao.

Those love letters seemed to be burned after he had read them. He never kept Lu Yao's things.

Leng Huanqing sat down dejectedly, he didn't know what he was going to say, but he was eager to get in touch with his senior brother.

After sitting for an afternoon, thinking about it and racking my brains, I only wrote two sentences.

Brother, how are you doing these days?

He seemed to be the only one to ask.

In the past, I had a bad attitude, and it was considered magnanimous for my senior brother to take care of him.

Then he felt that there was no problem, at least contact Lu Yao first, and sent the letter.

...

"Master."

When Lian An came out early in the morning, he saw Leng Huanqing standing under the eaves, looking into the distance.

For three days in a row, she remained in this distraught state.

"Are you waiting for something?"

Leng Huanqing's pupils shrank, and she turned her face away as if avoiding it.

"No."

Lian An tilted his head, not believing his words.

Recently, he felt that the distance from Leng Huanqing was getting further and further away.

There seemed to be an insurmountable gully between the two of them. Even when he was talking, Master was always distracted, and his mind didn't know where to go.

But even Eucalyptus felt satisfied.

As long as he can continue to stay by Leng Huanqing's side, everything else doesn't matter.

The two stood side by side, overlooking the mountains.

A yellow envelope appeared in sight, Leng Huanqing raised his hand, and sucked it into his hand.

Then he said to Lian: "I have some things to deal with. If you have any confusion, please come to me anytime."

"it is good."

Looking at the closed door, Lian Yu stood for a long time in a daze.

He had seen the handwriting, it was the Seventh Master.

The relationship between the two of them is very complicated, and it has eased a lot in the past ten years. Every time he followed him to Baihua Palace, he could feel the unusualness in Leng Huanqing's heart.

It is the relaxation and slight joy of the whole body and mind.

Thinking about it, he lowered his head.

As long as... Master feels happy, no matter who he is with, he will bless him.

But, it's just that the tears can't be stopped.

Leng Huanqing in the room took a few deep breaths, looking at the letter lying quietly on the table.

Slowly press the fingertips on Lu Yao's name, rubbing gently, as if in this way, you can feel his temperature.

After calming down, he carefully tore open the seal. Although there were only a few short lines, he was extremely satisfied.

Holding a thin piece of paper, he walked back and forth in the room. After the excitement, he hurried to the desk and stood in deep thought.

What should I write to Lu Yao this time?