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

Qin Shuang lay softly beside the bathtub, and Pei Yiming supported his waist to prevent the little apprentice from accidentally slipping into the water.

He said softly, "Master...I'm so sleepy."

In the past few days, as soon as he woke up, he was lying on the bed. After the two of them detoxified, Qin Shuang was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes every time.

Do it when you wake up, and sleep when you're done.

He couldn't take it anymore.

But there is still a small part of the love flower poison left in his body, how could there be such... shameless poison!

Pei Yiming cleaned up his body, "It will be fine when the poison is detoxified, just bear with it."

Qin Shuang burrowed into his arms in a daze, and the smell of the master made him want to get closer uncontrollably.

"Good boy, Master will take you back to rest."

The little apprentice nodded obediently, and leaned his head against his shoulder, Pei Yiming's heart was melted by his action.

Qin Shuang was resting on the bed, while he got a new book case in the little apprentice's room, and sat on the sidelines dealing with affairs.

In the past few days, after he and Qin Shuang had relieved the poison, they were busy with miscellaneous things, and when they had free time, they would do business. As soon as the little apprentice woke up, he would go to help detoxify.

Busy.

The quilt on Qin Shuang's body was tightly tucked in, but the blood in his body seemed to be warming on the fire like a pot of soup.

He looked at Pei Yiming with misty eyes, and secretly stretched out his hands and feet from the edge of the quilt. The coldness made him feel much more comfortable.

Then he called Pei Yiming in a low voice: "Master."

The latter raised his head, with worry in his eyes, immediately put down his pen and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

"what happened?"

Qin Shuang didn't expect that he really came, and kept twisting the quilt with his fingers, hesitating to speak.

Pei Yiming leaned down and kissed him: "Say."

He took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "We... are we still masters and apprentices when we are like this?"

Qin Shuang clenched his fists nervously, the palms of his hands were slippery and wet with sweat.

He is really envious of Ah Yin, he and Uncle Seven are together naturally, when he was still in the secret realm, he heard some rumors, he didn't believe it at first, but finally saw the two people's feelings like glue, he really yearned for it .

It would be great if... I could be like Master.

Before this kind of relationship happened, the two people's way of getting along was already slowly changing. After listening to Lu Yao's master and apprentice's advice, they both tried their best to treat each other well.

So much so that Pei Yiming fell in love with him, but he didn't even know what he wanted.

Only by relying on Xing Fan's mistaken use of spells to confuse him, did he realize that his feelings for the little apprentice were not pure.

Qin Shuang wished Pei Yiming could treat him better.

But now, all the steps in the middle were skipped, and the two of them directly cooked raw rice into cooked rice.

Instead, it made him a little uncertain what Master was thinking.

Pei Yiming pulled the quilt away, propped it on top of him, and touched Qin Shuang's side face with one hand. His fingers were still very restless, and they burrowed into the collar of his coat. The little apprentice shrank his neck from itching.

"Master..."

He replied seriously: "You will always be my apprentice."

The dots in Qin Shuang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the water mist quickly gathered, before he could think of a decent and free reason.

Pei Yiming hugged him tightly, kissed from the neck up gradually, and rubbed Qin Shuang's back with his hands.

He couldn't help moaning out: "Hmm..."

Pei Yiming continued: "Our relationship will never be severed, and you will still be the head wife of Kunlun in the future."

Qin Shuang's consciousness suddenly became clear, her lips opened and closed, as if she had lost her voice, she couldn't say anything, and was gently kissed by the man on her body, without any lust.

He moved his hands up, pressed the little apprentice's forehead on both sides, and massaged slowly, "Sleep first if you are sleepy, and then speak slowly when you wake up, Master will not leave."

Qin Shuang's mood was agitated right now, she couldn't believe what she heard, and the blood all over her body rushed straight to her forehead.

Coupled with his body's irresistible tiredness, the two clashed, making Qin Shuang even more dizzy.

His excited hands trembled slightly: "Does Master... also like Xiaoshuang?"

Pei Yiming nodded firmly: "Yes."

Qin Shuang, who got a definite answer, looked like a child with a candy in his mouth, with crooked smiles and blushing closed eyes.

Even the dream is sweet and full of my master.

Pei Yiming's spiritual power had gone around in his body, and there were indeed some toxins left, which would still affect him to some extent.

But tomorrow is the third round of the Fairy League.

Pei Yiming went to finish the work at hand first, then went back to the bedside, closed his eyes and began to rest. He was really tired after going back and forth like this.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that the orange sunlight shone on the window and penetrated into the room. Only then did Qin Shuang stretch out comfortably, like a kitten, arching under the quilt covering the two of them. .

Pei Yiming felt it the moment he opened his eyes, smiled at his cute little movements, and then fished him out.

"Have you slept enough?"

Qin Shuang was caught off guard, and suddenly met his eyes, blushing completely: "...sleep, full."

There was an immediate reaction on his body, the place where the master was sticking, bursts of tenderness and scorching heat came over, Qin Shuang struggled: "Master, don't."

He doesn't want to do it again.

When the time comes, the back will hurt, so how can you compete with other contestants?

After hearing what he said, Pei Yiming frowned: "You are not in good health, so you should not participate."

Qin Shuang's face turned pale all of a sudden. He had made a lot of preparations for this competition and endured a lot of hardships to get to the present step by step.

It's not that he has too much desire to win, but because of his identity, he is destined not to let Qin Shuang withdraw before the battle.

His master is Pei Yiming, the head of Kunlun, and the face of Kunlun.

Many people were paying attention to him, and naturally they also paid attention to his only apprentice.

In the past, his strength was not strong, which caused everyone to laugh at him, saying that he was selected by Pei Yiming with such aptitude and cultivation, and there must be some ulterior and dirty business behind him.

At that time, Qin Shuang held the snacks given by Lu Yao in his hands, and wanted to share them with his friends, but he didn't want to hear such words in the dark.

Immediately, his whole body went numb with sadness, and he couldn't move.

So, is this how everyone sees him?

Since then, he has restrained his cheerfulness and learned to observe people's hearts. It was only later that he realized that the number of friends is not the most important thing. It is important to treat people with sincerity.

At the same time, he seldom leaves Wu Tu Hall, and he is practicing diligently every day.

Isn't it just for this day?

Everyone who comes to the Fairy League aims to be the leader.

The most important thing is that he wants to prove that Pei Yiming's apprentice is not a waste, and he didn't become him by some dirty deal.

"No! No! I must participate!"

"But your body..."

Qin Shuang hurriedly sat up, turned over and lay on top of him, with her two thin white legs placed on either side of his waist.

Pei Yiming looked at this posture and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing the little apprentice frowning slightly, he quietly listened to his reasons and saw how he would convince himself.

Unexpectedly, the little guy waited for Shui Lingling's eyes, bent down, twisted his body and pecked Pei Yiming's lips, his voice carried a hint of coquettishness: "I'm fine, Master, just let me try it, okay?" good?"

"If I don't even go, I will regret it for a long time!"

"Master~"

There was a dark tide in Pei Yiming's eyes, and his big palm wrapped his buttocks, "It will hurt."

Qin Shuang held back her body's desire to go further, and rubbed her waist against him: "It's normal to get hurt during trials, you don't have to worry about me."

Pei Yiming wanted to say something more, but Qin Shuang blocked his mouth.

His heart exploded, he opened his mouth helplessly, sucked the little apprentice's lower lip, and licked it with his tongue.

Forget it, anyway, I will always protect him.

"Still teasing me here, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to make it to the ring tomorrow?"

Qin Shuang was taken aback, quickly got off him, and grabbed his hand: "Thank you, Master, you have to trust me!"

Pei Yiming stroked his little head, his eyes were full of doting: "Yes."

A flash of orange light suddenly flashed in his hand, entering Qin Shuang's body, and then he took out a bracelet from the storage ring.

"This is left by my mother, and Master will give it to you now."

Qin blankly blinked a few times, looking at the pure white bracelet in his hand, with a red gemstone in the middle, which looked like a small red bean, very beautiful.

"Too...too precious."

Pei Yiming whispered into his ear, "What is precious or not, it was originally left here and given to my Taoist companion."

"If you don't accept it, who else can you give it to as a teacher?"

What he said completely tied Qin Shuang's heart firmly, with a lovely pink on his face, he stretched out his wrist embarrassingly.

He also made a request: "Then... I want Master to help me put it on."

Before the words finished, Pei Yiming had already held his left hand and put the bracelet on his wrist.

"If you wear my bracelet, you will be mine for the rest of your life."

Qin Shuang's happiness was already overflowing, and he hugged Pei Yiming firmly: "Yes! I belong to Master, and Master belongs to me too!"

On the second day, the third round of the competition officially began. During these ten days, Lu Yao no longer had to attend classes.

The children were all arranged to watch and learn from fighting in the audience, letting them know that the road of practice is not all smooth sailing, and motivating everyone to learn.

Several hall masters appeared together, the scene was solemn and spectacular, but when Lu Yao sat down, his expression was a little strange.

Pei Yiming looked at him: "Miaomiao, but the chair is too hard?"

Lu Yao was called by name suddenly, shook his head in panic, and waved his hands: "No, no!"

"Brother, don't worry about me, I'm fine, everything is normal."

Yu Yin sat half a step behind him. Hearing this, he brought up some cushions in his hands: "Master, this disciple will help you cushion."

Now it's all right, everyone's eyes are attracted to them, everyone was secretly observing the master and apprentice, but now it's all over, they are all curious!How could he put a cushion under his buttocks under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Isn't this telling others what he and Yu Yin did yesterday?

Lu Yao secretly waved his hands behind him in embarrassment: "No need, sit down quickly, there are so many people watching."

Yu Yin knew that he loved saving face the most, and made Kunlun a joke before, but now he was feeling guilty, so he nodded and walked back silently.

Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that he was still as temperamental as ever, Pei Yiming bit his head and shook his head helplessly, as long as he was fine.

He turned his eyes away, and among the crowd in the waiting area, he found the voice of his little apprentice, that was the cutest little tiger in the world, the little tiger that belonged only to him.