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

Leng Huanqing moved her fingers, and frowned suspiciously: "I, like a debt collector?"

Xiao Feng nodded silently, and then asked: "Then you...?"

"I'm his..." Leng Huanqing's words suddenly stopped, after a few moments of thought, he still said, "Master."

"Master?" Xiao Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that practitioners would come to this place where the aura was barren, and he added a sentence foolishly: "Are you Taoists? Even he didn't want to learn Taoism, so he ran away secretly? "

It's not impossible, even from the looks of it, it looks like a little boy with thin skin and tender flesh, and it's reasonable that he can't bear hardships.

The more he said, the more Leng Huanqing frowned.

It seems that the little apprentice did not tell others his identity.

He finally had no choice but to say: "No, you think too much."

Then he walked to the door of Lian An's room, raised his hand and knocked lightly twice, trying to make his voice sound softer, not like a debt collector: "Xiao An, open the door for Master."

He patiently stood still, waiting for the little apprentice to open it by himself.

Lian An combed her hair in the room, changed into formal clothes, and then suddenly froze.

What are you... dressing up for?

He walked to the door and lightly placed his palm on the door, as if he could see Leng Huanqing through the wooden door.

After being silent for a while, he finally said, "Master, what are you doing here...?"

"Xiao An, didn't you say, let me find a different future?"

"So, I'm here to find you."

This answer was beyond his expectation, Lian Gu had an unbelievable expression on his face, every word the master said was very clear, but together, he was a little confused.

What future, what will come to me?

He couldn't believe it.

"Master..."

Leng Huanqing couldn't see him, and his heart always felt empty, and he wasn't sure what the little apprentice was thinking.

"Xiao An, can you open the door?"

After the words fell, he looked at the door expectantly, and sure enough, it opened after a few breaths.

As soon as Leng Huanqing smiled happily, Lian An lowered his head, looked sad, and said sullenly: "Master, come in and talk."

Leng Huanqing didn't seem to understand why he was unhappy, didn't the senior brother say that if the other half was angry, he would be fine if he chased him and coaxed him?

Moreover, he has already expressed his choice with actions.

"Small eucalyptus."

"Master uses tea."

Leng Huanqing took it over and held the cup in his hand like this: "Come back with me, okay?"

Lian An still lowered his head, and picked at his nails: "I've already said... don't let Master be responsible... Why, why do you have to come here."

With this slightly disgusting tone, Leng Huanqing felt a stab in his heart.

He didn't even say "being a teacher", he just opened his mouth to explain.

"I've already said, I'm here to find you, and I want to be with you."

"It's not because I'm sorry for you that I came after you!"

"I'm here...yes, just to miss you!"

Lian An raised his head in shock, his eyes were round like watery grapes, looking at Leng Huanqing, he didn't know what to say.

"Master, do you really understand what is love and what is liking?"

"It's only been a few days, have you really figured it out?"

In fact, Lian An didn't believe it in his heart.

But he didn't know that in the memory of Leng Huanqing's previous life, the two were already together and became a real Taoist couple.

As a result, when he recovered, his head was very confused, with Lu Yao on one side and Lian Yu on the other.

Almost drove myself crazy.

But now it's different, he's serious.

"I want to be with you, the kind of being a Taoist companion."

Bewitched by his sincere expression, Lian An raised his hand to touch his master's face, but when he was only a knuckle away, he suddenly woke up and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Leng Huanqing grabbed it , put it on your face.

"Touch it if you want."

Lian An struggled to break free: "I, I don't want to!"

Leng Huanqing acted as if he didn't hear it, and put down his hands in a kind manner: "How about eating? Let's go shopping on the street."

"...don't eat."

"Lie, just now you were obviously going to go with Brother Xiao, why can't you go with me?"

I was at a loss for words.

He is an ordinary person, of course he has to eat, how can you use it for your majestic Kunlun Palace Master...

He didn't know what happened, and when he came back to his senses, Leng Huanqing had already dragged him out of the door.

"Since you like this place, let's stay here for a while. If you get tired of it, I will accompany you to another place."

"Don't you want to see the vast mountains and rivers? I'm with you."

Lian Eucalyptus sniffed and held back pantothenic acid eyes.

"Master, you..."

"how do I."

He shook his head quickly: "No."

Leng Huanqing didn't care, but held his hand a little tighter.

Leading someone to the street, he was like an ordinary couple, and he didn't know how to bargain. Every time he came to a shop, he stopped and asked, "Do you want it?"

Lian An shook his head.

There was a woman standing at the door of the tailor shop, dressed up beautifully, wearing a very light and beautiful fairy skirt, she looked very good.

She covered her mouth: "Oh, my guest, your young master is reluctant to spend money, but whether he wants it or not is his business, it's up to you whether to buy it or not."

Thinking about it Leng Huanqing, this is really the truth.

Even if you are embarrassed, just give it to him yourself.

His conspicuous white hair, coupled with his stern face, standing like this on the street has already attracted the attention of many people. Those eyes fell on the two of them, and they turned sideways uncomfortably, thinking To avoid.

Leng Huanqing pulled the person over to protect her, and walked towards the tailor shop.

In the past, he himself always wore white clothes. It was a habit, and he was too lazy to change it. He also developed such a bad habit.

Suddenly seeing him wearing lake blue clothes just now made his eyes shine.

But I don't know why, after the little apprentice hurried back to the room, he changed into white clothes again.

Thinking of this, he pulled Lian An over and stood in front of the rows of clothes: "It's too monotonous to always wear white. I saw that your outfit just now is pretty good."

good?

Even his little face is wrinkled into a ball, so casual, Master thinks it's good?

Leng Huanqing's eyes flicked over the different clothes one by one, and they all felt okay.

"No need, I have a lot of clothes, and I still have a bunch of the ones that Master made for me last time."

"Obviously the styles are different, and there are more of them."

He turned to look at the proprietress: "Put all these up for him."

Then he saw different fabrics on the other side, so Leng Huanqing chose some more and bought them together.

Seeing that even Eucalyptus didn't know what to say.

Leng Huanqing bought a lot of bracelets, hairpins and jade pendants.

In the end, Lian Yu couldn't take it anymore, so he stopped.

"Although these are novel and beautiful, they are mortal things after all. When you find the time, I will practice them for you personally. You can choose whatever you want."

Even Eucalyptus didn't dare to nod and didn't talk to her.

In fact, as long as Leng Huanqing is with you, everything else is not important.

But he didn't have the courage to immerse himself in this sudden happiness.

Everything that happened today is unreal.

Because he has had such dreams countless times, and when he wakes up, all he sees is a calm and self-sufficient Master.

Leng Huanqing saw that he had no expression on his face, thought that the child was tired, so he hurriedly bought a few ingredients he had seen, and brought him back.

When he was standing in the kitchen, he fell silent.

Thinking hard, what is the first step in cooking?

Lian An stood at the door, quietly watching his back, and kept wandering away, not noticing the embarrassment of his master.

Leng Huanqing carefully recalled the steps of Yu Yin's cooking porridge last time, presumably they were all the same.

He squatted down and picked the vegetables, and then he was a little embarrassed and closed the kitchen door.

I fumbled and fiddled with it for a long time, and finally managed to cut things into the shape that Lu Yao made in my impression.

When it's time to burn the oil and ignite the fire, the trouble will be big.

At the beginning, it could still be fried, but then there was too much dry firewood, so he tried to reduce the fire, but the smoke became bigger and bigger, puffs of black jets rose up.

Leng Huanqing was in a hurry, put in the salt, and the vegetables were burnt, he shoveled the vegetables in the pot, and wanted to add seasoning, but accidentally spilled the soy sauce.

The scene became a mess, he raised his sleeve and covered his mouth and coughed twice.

It's hard.

Why is it so difficult.

Wisps of black smoke slipped out from the crack in the door, and Lian An smelled it, so he rushed over and pushed the door open.

He saw his lonely and cold master, squatting on the ground, holding a spatula in his hand, his white clothes were splashed with oil, stained with stains one after another.

He also tried to destroy the corpses and wipe out the things on the ground.

"Master..."

Leng Huanqing waved his hand resentfully, the mushy dishes, overturned seasonings, and uncontrolled fire all disappeared in an instant, leaving only the billowing smoke, showing what happened just now.

He stood up, pretending to be calm and turned his back: "Why did you come in?"

Before Lian An opened his mouth, Xiao Feng from the opposite side had already run over. He coughed a few times after being choked, and then asked loudly: "What's wrong? Is it a fire?"

"Oh, let me just say, just eat with me, don't be so rude, what if the house is gone..."

This big truth completely made Leng Huanqing angry from embarrassment.

As soon as he raised his hand, what Xiao Feng hadn't said came to an abrupt end. With another twist of his fingers, he watched himself floating in the air and flying towards his room. When he was sitting on the stool in shock, the door was slammed Closed, he shuddered.

"what!!…"

The memory was erased in an instant, Xiao Feng suddenly stopped, covered his mouth and asked suspiciously: "Huh? Why did I scream?"

The nose shrugged: "It seems that there is a paste smell."

When he opened the door again, the master and apprentice were no longer in the opposite kitchen.

Here Lian Yu looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly burst out laughing.Leng Huanqing's ears turned red, he hugged him, and got into the room.

He hurriedly ran behind the screen, took off his dirty and stained clothes, and sniffed the smell of oily smoke with distaste.

He was hesitating whether to put on his clothes first, Lian Yu had already made a sound, calling him to take a wash in the bathtub.

When Leng Huanqing walked out, the little apprentice was sitting beside the bed with his back turned to him.

He quickly entered the water, picked up the soap on the side and rubbed it on his body.

Lian An breathed out a few times nervously, the sound of water splashing in his ears, he couldn't help but think about what the master... should look like now.

Then close your eyes immediately, no no no.

This is not what a gentleman does!

He crawled into the bed, trying to cover his head with the quilt to block out the sound.

But the sound of water was like a piece of music, which made him immerse himself again without knowing it.

Master... take a bath over there...

He is taking a shower.

Lian An secretly thumped the bed excitedly.

The quilt was thrown off suddenly, and Leng Huanqing sat over: "My face is blushing, what are you doing?"

He buried his face in his arms and shook his head vigorously.

Leng Huanqing thought for a while, and suggested: "Xiaoan... Master can't cook."

"Or, I'll invite you to eat outside."

Lian An looked up: "Don't bother, we won't be hungry anyway."

Seeing that the master was only wearing an inner garment, he rolled his eyes around, not knowing where to place his gaze, so he lowered his eyes to look at his fingers again.

Leng Huanqing lowered his head dejectedly, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything well."

The two of them went shopping, and after a long day of tossing and tossing back, it's actually almost time for bed now.

I really don't have to worry about what to eat or not to eat.

Before he could comfort him, Leng Huanqing calmed down by himself. Get up early tomorrow and ask your senior brother.

"Then let's rest."

Lian An didn't expect him to self-regulate his emotions so quickly, he let out an ah, sat up and subconsciously crawled out of bed: "Then I won't disturb Master's rest."

As soon as her tender white feet touched the shoes, Leng Huanqing put her arms around his waist, and pulled him back onto the bed.

Lian An nervously closed his eyes, and rolled into the bed as soon as he reached the bed, and stopped when he hit the wall, and distanced himself from him.

"There's only one room here, where are you going to sleep?"

Lian Yu stammered: "I, I'm not sleepy, Master, rest, I'll help you watch the wind!"

As soon as the words fell, he gritted his teeth regretfully.

What kind of wind are you looking at, talking nonsense.

Leng Huanqing chuckled, "Just sleep here, can I not lean over?"

Lian Yu groaned, slowly shrunk down, pulled the quilt over, and finally only revealed a pair of agile eyes.

The distance between them is enough for two more people to lie down.

Leng Huanqing lay down properly on his back, secretly glanced at Lian Yu, then suddenly he turned over and faced the little apprentice.

"Otherwise, I'll sleep like this, so you can take care of it."

"I, I didn't, I didn't peek, I didn't peek!"

Leng Huanqing was amused by his reaction, and pinched his earlobe: "Go to sleep, there will be more time to watch later."

Lian An, like a pangolin, nestled under the quilt again.

It's really a foul for Master to do this.

I liked him already, and he still teased me like this.

But, do you really have the courage to take this step?

What if Master's feelings...are not love.

Thinking about it, he felt drowsy, and it was his first good night's sleep in days.

Leng Huanqing didn't tease him anymore, and only after he fell asleep did he move him up and lean against the pillow.

In the darkness, he whispered promises.

"Master will treat you well, and I will make changes for you to see."

"Small eucalyptus."