Was watched by the master

After coming out from Fang Zhi's place, Fang Han happily asked someone to arrange a banquet.It's just an ordinary in-door dinner. It doesn't take a lot of time to prepare enough ingredients, so the banquet is prepared on the next day.

Yuan Huanglie and Fang Zimo didn't come out of the room until evening, and they didn't know anything about what happened today.

Fang Zimo looked very tired, his eyes were tired, his body was limp, like a wilting flower.Also, after being tossed all afternoon, it would be strange not to slump.

But Yuanhuang Lie is full of energy and radiant, like a satiated beast.The two formed a stark contrast, and I have to sigh, the physical strength of Di Kun and Tian Qian is really different.

When picking up vegetables, the traces on Fang Zimo's neck were faintly visible. Sitting directly opposite him, Fang Mu saw it immediately, and his cheeks flushed to the neck.

Fang Zimo didn't notice this, but Yuan Huanglie glanced at Fang Mu, as if to warn him not to talk nonsense.It seems that Fang Zimo didn't know about being surrounded by people watching today.

Fang Mu received Yuan Huanglie's warning gaze, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

Fang Zhi tapped the table with his chopsticks, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, don't scare my kids."

Fang Mu's hand that was chopping the rice stopped, his face became even redder, and even his ears became hot.

Fang Zimo raised his head in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, eat more." Yuan Huanglie took food for Fang Zimo, but his eyes were warning Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi put down his chopsticks, raised his hand halfway, and made a gesture of compromise.Only then did Yuan Huanglie look back, and concentrate on serving Fang Zimo for dinner.

Looking at the way the two of them get along, Fang Mu blushed again and again, they were too careless.However, Yuan Zu was so good at taking care of people?

There was an expression of envy in his eyes, more of which was because he was happy that his senior brother had found the right lover.

Suddenly a pair of chopsticks appeared in front of his eyes, with a piece of meat stuck on them, Fang Mu raised his head suspiciously, and met Fang Zhi's bright eyes.These eyes have turned back to the sea blue they once were.

"Ah... Open your mouth and eat meat, you are too thin."

Fang Mu's pupils changed slightly, and he looked at Fang Zhi in surprise. He could understand the pickling of food, and it's not like he hadn't picked it up before, but what the hell is this "ah"?

Is this really his master? 10,000+ year old dragon, do such a childish thing?

But what happened to the heart beating so fast! ()

"Why, they can feed it, but I can't?" Fang Zhi's hand was still raised, and the other hand was placed under the meat to prevent the oil from dripping.

Really careful~

"Cut~" Yuan Huanglie glanced at him like an idiot.

Fang Zimo, who was depressed, coaxed wow, and Fang Mu blushed immediately.

"Hurry up, Junior Brother, Master's hand is about to go stiff." Fang Zimo booed.

Yuan Huanglie pretended not to see anything, and continued to feed Fang Zimo silently, regardless of what Fang Zimo was doing, as if Fang Zimo was happy as long as he was happy.

Fang Zhi followed Fang Zimo's words and raised his hand, signaling Fang Mu to eat quickly.

With two pairs of eyes watching, Fang Mu was a little embarrassed and shy. He opened his mouth embarrassingly, and ate the meat into his mouth, blushing like a sweet potato.

Fang Zhi smiled in satisfaction, and cast a smug look at Yuan Huanglie.Yuan Huanglie didn't bother to pay attention to him, but unconsciously picked up a piece of flesh in his hands, and said stiffly to Fang Zimo, "Ah..."

"Pfft..." Fang Mu couldn't help laughing, but stopped immediately, trying to hold back his laughter.

The corners of Fang Zimo's mouth trembled a few times like a cramp, and his face was covered with black lines. If it weren't for the age, who would believe that these are two people over 10,000 years old?Childish is dead.

But for the sake of the old man's face, he still ate the meat with a dark face.

This meal was extremely interesting, the two naive ghosts were trying to figure out who was more naive the whole time, and the two Dikun couldn't explain it all.

Finally, after dinner, they went back to their respective residences.Before they parted, Yuan Huanglie said that he would leave tomorrow, and Fang Zhi said that there would be a banquet tomorrow and they would leave after eating.

Yuan Huanglie hesitated for a moment, then agreed.The communication between the old men was so simple and crisp, they separated after two sentences.

When Fang Mu moved Xiaobai's nest, Fang Zhi saw it.

The old man was very happy, and immediately found Xiao Bai much more pleasing to the eye, and generously gave him a luminous spar to decorate the house.

What is a spar enough for?But something is better than nothing, Fang Mu put the spar in Xiaobai's nest, so that Xiaobai's nest will glow, and a bird will not be afraid to sleep at night.

Xiaobai seemed to like the arrangement quite a bit, and rubbed Fang Mu's palm with his head.Fang Mu patted its head lovingly, "Okay, as long as you like it, I will find you a beautiful wife later, so you won't be alone, now just live by yourself obediently."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after saying this, he seemed to see that the hair on Xiaobai's cheeks had turned pink, maybe... it was a problem with the lighting.

After Xiaobai settled down, Fang Mu went back to his room.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw his master was leaning on the wall next to the door with his arms folded, standing with his legs crossed, very leisurely, as if waiting for him to come back.

Fang Mu didn't expect someone to be in his room, so he was startled, "Master... Shizu, why are you here?" He thought that Shizu had already returned to his room.

"Wait for you."

"Ah?" Why?Fang Mu wanted to ask.

"How's your hand?" Fang Zhi came over and took Fang Mu's hand.

Originally, Fang Mu had almost forgotten about it, but now that Fang Zhi asked him this question, he remembered it again, his cheeks turned red instantly, and he was a little hot, "It's... not bad."

"Go over there, I'll rub it for you." Fang Zhi pulled him towards the bed.

"No... no need, I'll be fine after I sleep." Fang Mu pushed back as he walked, blushing to the extreme.

"Little idiot, don't be brave in front of me. I know your hands are tired and sore. I'll rub them for you." Fang Zhiqiang pulled Fang Mu to sit on the bed.

Fang Mu didn't know why, but after listening to Fang Zhi's words, he obediently sat still.

Fang Zhi rolled up Fang Mu's sleeves, exposing his thin and fair arms, and pinched them from top to bottom.

The technique was as good as ever, Fang Mu was pinched sometimes, but he felt very comfortable.

That forbearable panting made Fang Zhi feel hot all over several times, and he wanted to push people under him to bully him, but the child was still unwilling, so he could only endure it.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked Fang Mu.

"Yeah." Fang Mu was already a little confused at this time.

"feelling better?"

"Yeah." Fang Mu responded indiscriminately, and even yawned, almost unable to open his eyelids.

"Then help me do it again, okay?"

"Hmm...huh?" Fang Mu opened his eyes in a daze, and the burning palm woke him up.