I, scum gong, never adore Master

Is it going to be so wild for the first time?

Jiang Ye felt that he must have drunk too much.

In his previous life, he was in poor health and was lingering on sick beds, so he didn't drink much, but he didn't know that his drinking capacity was so poor that he would become dazed after one or two drinks.

Rou Zhi led him to a painting boat. The sides of the painting boat were not completely closed, and the night wind blew through the light-colored veil, bringing coolness to the lake surface. After blowing the wind for a while, he felt a little headache, but he was more or less awake.

"Where's my friend? And my cousin, aren't they on the boat?"

Jiang Ye is not so wary of Rou Zhi.

Because he felt that he was an attacker, as a superior, as long as he controlled himself, couldn't force himself, and didn't take the initiative, what else could Rou Zhi do to him by force?

Cuiweiyuan is rich and powerful, and even the boats are powered by spirit stones, so apart from the two of them, there is not even a boatman on the boat.

Rou Zhi made a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Ye.

"Drink some hot tea to wake up from the bar, the young master likes Unknown Spring."

I don't know spring...

Jiang Ye remembered that he had knocked over Master's tea pot two days ago, and was planning to go down the mountain to buy some to bring to Shenyin Peak, but Wen Renyue hurriedly dragged him to Cuiwei Garden, and almost forgot about it.

Smelling the familiar tea fragrance, Yeben wanted to ask Rouzhi if there was any stock in stock, he wanted to buy some to take away, but then he thought, no, Cuiweiyuan is not in the tea business.

Rou Zhiru said: "The guests in Cuiweiyuan prefer to drink alcohol. There are not many teas, but there are occasional tea-loving guests, but most of them prefer cinnamon rock tea or Pu'er, because they are rich and warm enough, like There are all kinds of actors in this boat."

Seeing that Jiang Ye drank a cup, he made another cup for him, across the low table that was not wide, leaned over with the teacup in hand, rubbing the corners of Jiang Ye's lips with his slender fingers vaguely.

"I only like guests who don't know the spring, and you have been alone for many years. Rouzhi remembers the young master's preferences and has always prepared this tea."

Does Jiang Ye like Shi Zhichun?

It doesn't seem to be either.

He doesn't have much research on tea, and prefers sweet and fragrant fruit drinks.

Only Shizun likes Unknown Spring...

After drinking two cups of tea, Jiang Yefei didn't feel that he was sober, but became more and more drowsy. He leaned against the railing of the painting boat, looked at the continuous lights outside, squinted his eyes and still felt that everything was doubled, and he couldn't see clearly.

Before he knew it, he didn't even notice that Rou Zhi had leaned over from the opposite side, leaned on his side, and rubbed his shoulder with her delicate body that was stained with the cold fragrance of Lingmei.

He heard Rou Zhi in his ear, saying in a sweet and soft voice: "I don't know about spring... I don't know about spring, after spring, sprouts begin to sprout, and I don't know if my heart is moving. Who is your heart falling for, young master?"

Who are you attracted to?

The word "heartbeat" can only make Master's face appear before Jiang Ye's eyes.

Light-colored and slightly pursed thin lips, gentle and tender but occasionally cold or cruel peach blossom eyes, a pair of crystal-clear pupils lying in them, like pearls, like stars.

As Jiang Ye thought about it, an abnormal blush gradually appeared on his face.

Rou Zhi looked back and saw that the chain between the painting boat and the building boat had long been disconnected, the sound and sound on the building boat gradually faded away, the painting boat gradually sank into the dark and quiet night in the middle of the lake, and the surrounding gradually became quiet.

Only a few warm yellow candles lit in the painting boat can mark their position in the middle of the lake.

There was still boiling tea in the stove on the low table, the fragrance of the tea wafted through the whole boat, Rou Zhi leaned on Jiang Ye as if she had no bones.

His voice is soft and seems to be able to seduce people's hearts: "Rou Zhi may be able to answer one or two questions that the young master wants to ask. Does the young master have desires for the person he likes?"

"Uh..." Jiang Ye didn't know, he was so dizzy.

Rouzhi said: "Love and desire are inseparable. If you have affection for a person, you must have desire for him. If you have desire for a person, you may not have affection for him."

He pointed to the boat in Cuiweiyuan, which was gradually drifting away, and said, "Look, my lord, the boat is full of desires, but it is rare to have feelings, let alone love."

Rou Zhi's face was pressed against Jiang Ye's chin, the cold skin feeling seemed to relieve Jiang Ye's dryness and heat.

He said: "Young Master, if you want to know the key to this, you need to do one thing to prove it. After all... others say it is useless, and you will know what it feels like when you experience it yourself."

"You have desires, you should release them, so that... you can know whether desires can give birth to emotions."

"Why don't you try it, son?"

His words were actually a bit confusing to Jiang Ye's ears, and he couldn't hear them all the same.

Jiang Ye was made very uncomfortable by this irritability and sultriness. He didn't realize that there was something wrong with Rouzhi being too close to him, nor did he realize the reason for his current predicament. He just felt very uncomfortable. Breathing heavily against the wind blowing from the lake.

He subconsciously asked: "How to try?"

Then she realized that Rou Zhi had left for a while, holding out some things from the cabinet on the soft side of the painting boat, and showing them to Jiang Ye one by one.

Jiang Ye felt that he was really drunk. When he saw those various pamphlets and picture scrolls, as well as small props of various shapes, he blinked blankly, and it took him a long time to realize what they were.

In an instant, her face turned even redder, and she couldn't tell whether it was from the alcohol or the embarrassment in her heart.

The picture albums were stacked high in front of him, Rou Zhi thoughtfully unfolded the picture scrolls and said: "You can give them all to the young master, don't rush to read those now, look at this first, the effect will be faster."

The content of the picture scroll is really unsightly!

According to Jiang Ye's shyness in the past, he probably would have turned his eyes away immediately after a glance, and started to sing all four things are empty, but today his mind is really slow, and he stared at the unsightly picture for a full cup of tea before realizing that he was what to look at.

Rou Zhi smiled and stuffed a pillar-shaped jade into his hand, shyly and weakly putting on an appearance of letting you pick it.

"My lord, do you want to try?" His voice was a little hoarse, full of spring floods.

He will definitely not let Jiang Ye go this time.

Jiang Ye is good-looking, young, and simple-minded, and he is also a disciple of the Immortal Sect of Yunmiao Mountain.

If you let him get interested in him and make him linger, with your own means, I'm afraid it won't be long before he can be taken away from this place of love and moon, and he will get rid of his humble status and reach the sky in one step.

Just one time is enough!

He has been addicted to drugs since he was a child, as long as he is deeply immersed in his tenderness, it is difficult not to be addicted to it.

Although Rou Zhi was sure that when Jiang Ye looked at him, he was looking at another person through his own eyes, but he didn't mind.

As long as there is a little bit of resemblance to that person in himself, it is enough to make Jiang Ye obsessed.

The sharpness tempered by a person who has been in the field for a long time makes Rou Zhi very clear that the person Jiang Ye likes is afraid that she won't be able to ask for it, and Jiang Ye will feel ashamed if she looks at him more.

Since the moon in the sky cannot be plucked or touched, then the substitute stuffed into his hands will finally solve the lovesickness, right?

More than a year ago, Jiang Ye often came here to see him, but he often only listened to music, and only ordered "Ling Mei Ting Xue", and never touched him.

But Rouzhi could tell from Jiang Ye's obsessed eyes that he was looking at another person through himself.

After many trials, Rou Zhi gradually made her eyes, smiles, movements, and even the aroma on her body gradually conform to Admiral Ye's preferences.

so now……

is his chance.

The reed curtains of the painting boat hang down slowly, covering half of the inside of the boat without any cover, and the fluttering light-colored veils are occasionally blown by the wind, revealing the figures of two of them.

However, there is no moon tonight, and the center of the lake is dark.

Although there were faint noises coming from the shore, no movement inside the boat could be seen or heard.

What's more, everyone knows what the boats in Cuiweiyuan are used for. It's all your wish, and no one will disturb a transaction.

……

When Yun Jian walked into the building from the deck, he frowned displeasedly at the chaotic scene in front of him.

Paper drunk and gold fan, clothes and temples shadow.

Or a rich man with a greasy face and luxurious clothes, or a handsome young man who is serious and arty but cannot hide his carnal desire, all kinds of benefactors, and all kinds of buildings with exposed clothes and bare shoulders. Men and women, all dressed in white, looked at him blankly.

At first glance, this person is a fairy king from some fairy sect, right?Why do you also come to Fengyuechang to seek pleasure?

The well-informed bustard rushed up to meet her, restrained her flattery, and said politely: "Is the fairy here to have fun?"

"Find someone."

Yun Jian gazed around the crowd, still looking cold and indifferent, only he knew from the bottom of his heart what kind of flames of anger ignited in his chest.

The bustard saw that he didn't come to find fault, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The guests who come to our place are naturally looking for someone. Does Xianjun like the young master or the girl?"

Yun Jian didn't see Jiang Ye in the crowd, but he saw a figure in pink clothes through the crack of a half-closed door, and walked straight over regardless of the bustard's obstruction.

As soon as the door was pushed open, I heard that Ren Yue and the new Cangwu city lord were half lying on the ground with each other's shoulders hugging each other, chatting, saying something that they didn't understand, in short, it was all drunk nonsense, and they poured it into each other's mouth while changing cups Drinking.

Yun Jian didn't see Jiang Ye, his face suddenly turned cold, and the temperature around him dropped sharply.

The bustard was afraid that he would disturb the guests, so she hurried over, and seeing that the atmosphere was not good, and then seeing Yun Jian's terrible expression, she suddenly understood something and was shocked in her heart.

"Is Xianjun here to find a Taoist companion?"

"Uh..." Yun Jian pursed his lips, looked at the two people who were delirious and drunk, and couldn't ask anything, so he said to the bustard: "There are three of them, and there is one more?"

This time, the bustard panicked.

He didn't expect that the little fairy that Rouzhi hooked up with had a Taoist companion at a young age, and was disciplined so strictly by his Taoist companion, that he followed him here to arrest him!

Immortals all have mana, if there is a disturbance, the whole Cuiwei Garden may be blown up.

When the bustard rolled her eyes, she made a thorough analysis of the pros and cons in an instant.

She said politely: "Don't worry, Immortal, that little Immortal just came to drink a few cups of wine and listen to a little song, and now he is enjoying the lake view on the painting boat over there."

Pointing to the spark in the distance, she said to Yunjian: "If Xianjun wants to go there, I will arrange a boat to take you there."

Yun Jian has excellent eyesight. The star dots submerged in the center of the lake in the eyes of ordinary people can not only completely outline the shape of the painting boat in his eyes, but even see Jiang Ye's back, but another one is so close to Jiang Ye that it is almost double. The stacked people made him frown gradually.

Regardless of being in a town full of mortals at the moment, he jumped out of the window, like a startled white crane, with his toes lightly touching the water, skimming over the waves of the lake, and then flew towards the boat.

As soon as you get close to the picturesque boat, you will be greeted by the rich aroma wafting out of it. The familiar fragrance of unknown spring tea is mixed with the faint fragrance of Lingmei, and it seems to be mixed with the strong smell of wine.

"Don't move, you... just sit there and continue talking, I... I remember it all."

The familiar boy's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was in a state of confusion, and his throat was burned because of drinking alcohol.

The reed curtain was lifted, and the plain white veil fluttered up. The young man in the painting boat sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pen and paper upright, earnestly recording something.

The young man said "uh..." and seemed puzzled, "Isn't this position so painful?"

What's the mess?

Yun Jian stood outside the colonnade, just about to go in, when he heard the voice from the opposite side of Jiang Ye.

"Young master, let me sit here, how can I explain it to you in detail? Just let me go, let me... teach you well..."

The flattering voice was full of lust.

Yun Jian frowned when he heard that, stretched out his hand to push aside the reed curtain, and saw a charming young man tied to a chair not far from Jiangye.

The young man's face was flushed, his eyes were misty, and he scolded Jiang Ye with anger and resentment, his abnormal appearance was clearly due to the medicine, but his clothes were completely intact, he was tied to the back of the chair, and he couldn't move. And because of the effect of the medicine, I writhed and writhed in discomfort.

That young man was not bad looking, if he put this appearance in front of any man, he would not be treated so coldly, he was afraid that he could not wait to welcome him to the bed.

But Jiang Ye bit his pen holder, frowned and said, "Slow down your voice, stop humming, it's so noisy."

Rou Zhi: "..."

Yun Jian: "..."

Jiang Ye wrote and drew in his notebook for a long time, then raised his ignorant round eyes to look at Rouzhi, and asked curiously: "Are you feeling uncomfortable now? Your medicine seems to be quite effective."

Rou Zhi was about to cry. He just showed Jiang Ye the most famous love-burning medicine in Cuiwei Garden, but Jiang Ye was tricked into taking it. She made up her mind to have a good time with him overnight, so she happily swallowed it.

Until the night was tied to the chair for him, he still co-operated coyly and shyly said: "Young master... are you going to play so wild for the first time?"

Unexpectedly, after binding the night tightly to him, he ignored him.

Instead, I sat cross-legged on the ground and asked him what his reaction was. While writing it down in the notebook, he asked what postures were not too painful, how to use those auxiliary tools, etc...

Neither of them noticed Yun Jian walking in.

Rouzhi had to mobilize too much energy to resist the discomfort caused by the love-burning medicine, so her vision and hearing were blurred a lot.

Jiang Ye was because the wine and tea that had been poured before were not a small problem, which dulled his senses, and he was very focused on the things he was studying at the moment, so he had no time to be distracted.

Even when Yun Jian walked behind Jiang Ye, stood with his hands folded, and looked down at his notebook where he was writing and drawing, he didn't notice anything unusual.

The handwriting is getting more and more neat, no matter how clear his mind is, he still remembers when Yun Jian taught him to write, if he didn't write well, he would be kissed.

Therefore, even if my mind is full of chaos, I still insist on writing well, stroke by stroke.

As for what to write...

Yun Jian frowned after taking a look.

Jiang Ye was writing, and suddenly the tip of the pen paused.

He suddenly found out a pillar-shaped jade stone from a pile of picture scrolls, held it up and asked Rou Zhi: "Before doing it, you should use this to develop it first, right? Isn't it easy to get hurt?"

The appearance of his serious study makes it impossible to see any impurity, even the shape of the jade in his hand is unspeakable.

Rou Zhi couldn't hold on any longer, the crimson color spread from her cheeks all the way to her neck, and then submerged into the thin skirt of her clothes, her whole body was trembling finely.

He couldn't take it any longer, he blurred his peach eyes, and whispered intermittently: "Yes... hurry up, my lord, use it to relieve the itching of the slave..."

What foul language!

Yun Jian's face was extremely dark, but Jiang Ye's clear eyes seemed unaffected.

He was a little confused, obviously Jiang Ye's ears turned red when he was provoked, and his face turned yellow when he touched him, why could he still sit still in front of such a beautiful scene?

He suddenly had a strange idea: Jiang Ye was just embarrassed towards him alone...

But I feel that this idea is a bit absurd.

Rou Zhi really couldn't bear it anymore, once the love-burning potion was burnt to the extreme, even a chaste and strong woman would beg for mercy.

What's more, he was originally an actor and young lady, who was loved by thousands of people and tasted by thousands of people, so he didn't need to care about his dignity at all.

He gasped and said, "Master, take a look at me...don't you like him? Even...even if you don't want to touch him, but you can touch me, look at my eyes, look at my face, like Unlike him...don't you fall in love? Even...even if you just imagine me as him, it will fulfill your infatuation. "

like him?

Who is this "he"?

Frost gradually formed in Yun Jian's eyes.

I thought that Jiang Ye would ignore Rouzhi like before, but he didn't expect him to get up and walk towards the limp and charming young man who was bound to the chair.

Looking at Rouzhi's eyes at night, he always felt that these eyes coincided with the beautiful picture described in the original text in his mind. If he was sober, he would definitely be terrified of fear, but wine can really strengthen his courage, so he really is not afraid of anything up!

He couldn't help reaching out to touch those eyes.

He muttered subconsciously: "Master's eyes are so beautiful, like the peach blossoms sealed under the thin ice when the spring flood comes."

Yun Jian: "..."

what did he say?

Facing an actor, calling himself master, really angered Yun Yun.

Following the eyes pointed at Jiang Ye, Yun Jian finally realized that this Chunlou actor had a pair of peach eyes that were very similar to his own. It's also very similar to the faint scent of Lingmei floating in the air.

It can be said that this person is completely imitating Yun Jian.

Those misty eyes, full of spring tide, stared at Jiang Ye unblinkingly, like a vortex that confuses people's hearts, causing Jiang Ye to stumble and fall.

"Young master, you...you kiss me."

What came to Jiangye's mind was the dreamland of being pulled into by vines in the dungeon of Cangwu City. His master looked at him so affectionately and said to him:

--kiss Me.

Jiang Ye seemed to be unable to see anything except the pair of peach eyes in front of him. He stared at those eyes instinctively, propped his arms on the back of the chair, and lowered his head.

"Okay, Master, I will kiss you."

Jiang Ye closed his eyes, leaned over and kissed, but he didn't reach, but his chin was strangled by a hand.

The familiar magnetic voice, full of sullenness, rang in his ears.

"Look who I am."

In a daze, he opened Ye Ban's eyes, the peach eyes were still in front of him, but they were different, these eyes were so cold, so fierce...

Jiang Ye swallowed his saliva and murmured dizzily: "Master, Master?"

The author says:

Just in case, go early today and understand everything;

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