Was watched by the master

The next day, Fang Zimo came out with his waist supported, and his clothes were changed into ones with a higher neckline than yesterday.

Yuan Huanglie seemed to have regained his composure, no longer the dark face he had when he left yesterday.

However, Fang Zimo seemed to be quieter than yesterday, or...was he a little more well-behaved?Fang Mu had this feeling.

"Cough... Brother, are you okay?" Seeing Fang Zimo standing with his back supported, Fang Mu asked with concern.

When Fang Zimo heard this, he quickly stood up straight, put down the hand on his waist, "very...very good." He looked away in embarrassment, his ears were slightly red.

"Then let's go, go to the dining hall." Fang Zhi said.

"Yeah." Yuan Huanglie naturally put his arms around Fang Zimo's waist, lightly supporting Fang Zimo's body.

At first, because of shyness, Fang Zimo struggled, but the struggle was fruitless, so he gave up, and simply let Yuan Huanglie hug him, and even leaned his body weight on Yuan Huanglie.

Fang Mu blushed and didn't know where to put his eyes for a moment.

Is this the way to get along after getting married?so intimate~

"Let's go." Fang Zhi took Fang Mu's hand and led him to walk ahead.

The two people behind them were talking softly, as if they were asking Fang Zimo if he wanted to carry him away.

Fang Mu sneaked a glance back from the corner of his eye, just in time to see Fang Zimo being hugged, and seeing Fang Zimo's face and expression, he was obviously unwilling.

He wouldn't want to change him, it's so embarrassing to have outsiders present in the clear sky.

However, why did Yuan Zu carry his brother with him?Fang Mu couldn't figure it out. Although the Dragon Song Hall was huge, the dining hall was not far from where they lived, only a dozen or so steps away, so they wouldn't be tired at all.

I really don't understand these celestial beings, the master seems to be the same way, he especially likes to hug him.

! ! ! 〣(Δ)〣

What do you think, the master has gone to him!

Fang Mu looked away from the corner of her eye blushing, and looked down at the road under her feet.

"I hit the wall." Fang Zhi raised his hand to protect Fang Mu's forehead, and pulled Fang Mu into his arms, "What are you thinking, can't you concentrate on walking?"

Fang Mu raised his head suddenly, only to realize that they had already reached the door of the dining hall, and he almost hit the wall next to the door just now.

It was too embarrassing, but luckily I didn't actually hit it. ┑(￣Д￣)┍

"I... I didn't sleep well last night, and I was a little distracted just now." Fang Mu broke out of Fang Zhi's arms, and stepped into the dining hall.

"Didn't sleep well? Is it because of me?" Fang Zhi followed.

Fang Mu, who was already blushing, became even more blushing now, recalling what Fang Zhi said yesterday, and the shame surged like a tidal wave.

He pursed his lips and didn't answer, but the blush on his face gave him away.

Fang Zhi rubbed Fang Mu's head happily, and said softly, "Good boy."

"They look so good together." Fang Zimo got down from Yuan Huanglie's arms at some point, and was leaning there halfway against the door frame, watching the interaction between Fang Zhi and Fang Mu.

"We are also very suitable." Yuan Huanglie's hand passed through Fang Zimo's back unconsciously, and wrapped his arms around Fang Zimo's waist.

"Who...who wants to match you." Fang Zimo shyly pushed Yuan Huanglie's hand away.

Yuan Huanglie leaned slightly, leaned against Fang Zimo's ear, and whispered, "Didn't you already match?"

Fang Zimo understood it almost instantly, his face suddenly turned red, and he cursed, "Old rascal."

Recently, I don't know who killed the sky knife, and sent Yuanhuang Lie a lot of inappropriate scripts. After reading those scripts, he seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and often said something that made people blush and heartbeat.

Although he used to be outspoken, but now compared to before, he is a little more provocative.Especially when they were in bed, he loved to talk about how, thanks to that person, their lives... were much more sexually blessed. ＠(￣-￣)＠

But that can’t be said anytime, anywhere, regardless of the occasion! ﹀<(-︿-)>﹀

hateful. (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Fang Zimo was so angry that he wanted to pound the table.

"What to eat?" Fang Zhi looked over.

"?" Fang Zimo was stunned, he suddenly remembered that the ancestor didn't have any disciples to serve him here, so what he said was...

He was quick-witted, reacted quickly, pushed Yuanhuang Lie away, walked over, and stood beside Fang Mu, "Whatever Master Patriarch wants to eat, my junior brother and I will do it."

Yuan Huanglie walked over with a frown, and pulled Fang Zimo away, "No. I brought people here and let them do it."

"Farewell!" Fang Zimo refused in horror. The people they brought this time were not the few who came here to learn cooking last time. If they were asked to cook, he was afraid that their ancestors would be killed. If the cooked food is poisoned to death, he will become a sinner through the ages.

As soon as Fang Mu heard Yuan Huanglie said that he wanted to let his people cook, he also resisted and refused: "No, no, no, you don't have to trouble Yuanzu, your people, I will do it, I will do it, I will do it, if you want what to eat?"

The meal that made him drink half a ton of water is still unforgettable, and he never wants to eat it a second time in his life. (ー_ー)!!

"Okay." Fang Zhi rubbed the center of his brows, "The visitor is a guest, how can I let you do it, wait." He turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Fang Zimo was stunned, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened, and he asked Fang Mu in disbelief, "What does Master mean... he will do it?"

Fang Mu glanced at the kitchen, then rolled up his sleeves, "It should be, I'll help, you guys sit down for a while, don't worry, Master's cooking is delicious."

He seemed to understand Fang Zimo's inner thoughts.

But Fang Zimo didn't mean that, he was thinking... Is the rice cooked by the ancestor really worthy of him?

I really want to burn high incense to worship my ancestors.How could he be able to have such treatment!It's really the ancestors burning high incense.

Yuan Huanglie thought he was envious of Fang Zhi's ability to cook, so he rolled up his sleeves, "I can also cook."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Fang Zimo hastily pulled him back, "I believe in you, I believe in you, don't go, please."

"Do you think he is better than me?" Yuan Huanglie asked suddenly.

"No, why would you ask such a question." Fang Zimo was puzzled.

"You see his eyes glow."

"I'm dizzy, that's worship, do you understand worship, all the disciples of Penglai look at him like that, not just me. It's like the disciples of your Feng clan look at you..."

Fang Zimo wanted to continue explaining, but Yuan Huanglie grabbed his hand and said inexplicably: "We won't have breakfast, let's go back to our room."

After finishing speaking, he was about to pull Fang Zimo out.

"Why go back!" Fang Zimo felt puzzled, he dragged Yuan Huanglie's hand, unwilling to go with him.

"Go back to the same room."

"You're insane. You just worked all night yesterday. Don't I need to rest? Are you a dragon or am I a dragon? Why are you more promiscuous than me?" Fang Zimo shook Yuan Huanglie's hand and complained : "My waist still hurts now."

"Yesterday was because you were angry with me."

"What about today? I'm mad at you again? The ancestor is the ancestor of our dragon clan. Without him, our dragon clan would not be where it is today, let alone the Penglai sect. Everyone in our clan worships him, and so do I. A member of the clan, why do I worship him? He is also the ancestor of me and my junior brother, why do I respect him?"

The more Fang Zimo thought about it, the more wronged he became. Yesterday he just said something wrong, and he was bullied all afternoon, or even all night. It was useless to shout tired and hurt.

He also admitted this, who told him to say the wrong thing, but now it's like that again?

"No." Yuan Huanglie forced Fang Zimo to the wall, wrapped his arms around him, and said seriously: "It's because when you were on the bed, you only had me in your eyes, and I... like that feeling very much."

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Fang Mu said he was going to help, but in fact he just sat inside and didn't have to do anything.

Fang Zhi alone is enough to support the entire kitchen, and he is not needed at all.

In less than an hour, Fang Zhi prepared breakfast, and the process was still so wonderful and smooth that Fang Mu was dumbfounded.

When he went out, he happened to see Yuan Huanglie circle Fang Zimo by the wall, Fang Zimo was blushing.

Fang Mu quickly pretended not to see, and signaled them to continue.But I was thinking to myself: Fortunately, I didn't stay outside just now, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

Although...now...it's quite embarrassing, but it should be a little better, ha ha.

Fang Mu retreated to the kitchen and quickly closed the door.

"Why did you come in again, I'll take it here."

"No." Fang Mu shook his head blushing, then whispered, "They are kissing."

Fang Zhi's eyes glanced out through the wall, he put down the food in his hand, and approached Fang Mu, "They are kissing, why don't we..."

He reached out to hold Fang Mu's head, and before Fang Mu had time to react, he lowered his head and kissed his lips, stirring gently in the other's mouth.

When Fang Mu was almost out of breath, he released Fang Mu and added what he had just said: "Kiss"

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