Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

Yue Qianqiu nodded, and replied Mu Shenxue: "I know, Axue."

Other than that, he had no other answer.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, but Yue Qianqiu doesn't know how to answer him at this moment.

He is leaning against Mu Shenxue's arms now, he can hear the mania in Mu Shenxue's chest, and then confessed cautiously, saying to him: He likes him.

For Mu Shenxue, a satisfactory answer is "I like you too".

But Yue Qianqiu couldn't face up to his own heart. Is it because of the cause of the previous life that made the heart full of love in this life, or did the companionship in this life make the lonely heart settle?

Yue Qianqiu didn't know, he didn't want to lie to Mu Shenxue, so he didn't answer anything, and faced the expectant person with silence.

"Life is short, love and hatred are not that important, the universe is infinite, a person is not as good as a speck of dust, and I am not attached to Master's answer." Mu Chenxue smiled wryly, and continued: "Just Like outside, flowers bloom and wither in their own time sequence, and the breeze blows through the air. Rather than clinging to an answer, it’s better to think about the meaning of your life.”

What are you talking about?Yue Qianqiu looked up at Mu Shenxue with a troubled face, and he understood.

After this guy is satisfied, he enters the sage mode to think about philosophy.

Actually-

It's so cute.

Yue Qianqiu almost burst out laughing, the little virgin is indeed a little virgin.

"Little bastard, keep your head clear. Don't start thinking about philosophical issues right after you start eating meat. When tomorrow comes, you'll still be thinking about the feeling just now, not the so-called love and hatred." Yue Qianqiu smiled and looked at Mu Shen Xue.

Mu Chenxue stared blankly at Yue Qianqiu for a long time, then suddenly hugged Yue Qianqiu.

"Master, what did you just say?"

"Little bastard, keep your head clear."

Mu Shenxue looked at Yue Qianqiu eagerly, blinked, her face flushed slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Can you...call me a little more...you bastard?"

This time it was Yue Qianqiu's turn to be dazed.

"Little... bastard?"

"That's it, with a harsher tone, a little teasing, call me a few more words."

!!!

You little bastard, your sexism is really unusual.

Yue Qianqiu was stumped by Mu Shenxue this time, it's not that the little bastard can't say it, but if there is a flirt in it, saying these three words is really more embarrassing than going to bed.

"I'll talk about it later, I'm tired of being a teacher."

"Master, Master, please call me a few more times..." Mu Chenxue said coquettishly, "I want to hear it."

"Bullshit!"

"It's okay to talk nonsense, hehe."

"You boy!"

"That sentence is also good!"

Co-author of Ashe's sex; addiction is the teaching director?Yue Qianqiu was speechless for a moment.

"I won't tell you anymore, go to bed!" Yue Qianqiu finally became shy, turned over, covered his head under the quilt, and Master Axue outside yelled, making him even more ashamed.

Yue Qianqiu had slept for a day and a night earlier, and was already full. Even with his head covered in the quilt, he could only smell the indescribable smell of the quilt, which made him even more uncomfortable.

Mu Chenxue outside was still rubbing against him, yelling indiscriminately at one by one master's disciples. Before tomorrow, the place where the brain was stored was moved.

Hearing the master call him a little bastard, Mu Chenxue who was hooked couldn't care about whether he loved me or not in the past and present life, all the blood in his body rushed to other places, what thinking, what philosophy I threw them all into the sky, and my mind was filled with only four big words: Do it again.

Accompanied by some teasing laughter, Mu Chenxue continued: "Master, Master, I feel that I am not so entangled."

Your brain has shifted to the lower body, of course it is not so tangled!

Yue Qianqiu stomped on his feet, trying to kick him off the bed, but Mu Shenxue forced him down.

"Master, didn't you stab me in your previous life? It's normal for you to stab me a few more times in this life, right?"

You are changing so fast!So rogue!

Mu Shenxue rubbed against Yue Qianqiu like a kitten, her hands were restless, and she kept digging into Yue Qianqiu's quilt.

"Master, Master."

"Bastard thing—"

"Shout a few more words, I love to listen."

Yue Qianqiu, who was already sleepless, was made even more sleepless by Mu Shenxue. He really couldn't believe the short-term sage mode of a man after sleeping.

Yue Qianqiu bit the flesh on Mu Shenxue's shoulder, thinking bitterly.

Mu Chenxue's sexual desire was out of control, no matter when and where, the eyes of Yue Qianqiu would glow yellow, which was very unhealthy.

Yue Qianqiu, who couldn't take it anymore, wanted to ask Feng Ling to come out and start a youth mode, Feng Ling looked up at the sky and said: "Some things are beyond my control."

"Can you open it?"

"No, enjoy your good life, dear."

Of course, this is something to say later, Mu Chenxue started to carry the hoe during the day, and plowed until midnight, Yue Qianqiu couldn't stand it anymore, so she could only beg him for mercy: "My dear disciple, as a teacher, I have to deal with the people who came down from Mingxia Mountain tomorrow." Several leaders, you can't let the teacher go to meet the guests on your stomach, can you?"

Mu Chenxue felt a little wronged at the moment: "Didn't the master say that the flowers should be folded when they bloom? Isn't it finished yet?"

"It's your master's mistake that you want to show off your poems and prose." Yue Qianqiu said miserably: "My good brother, please forgive me."

"Okay...Brother?" Mu Chenxue became excited again: "Master, why do you always seduce me?"

You have too many sensitive words, right?

Yue Qianqiu bit the quilt and sighed deeply.

Of course, he couldn't go to meet the guests on his stomach, he had already been stabbed hundreds of times by Bai Wusi, and Mu Chenxue's extra few knives were not bad.

Although it is said that this knife is not that knife.

On the second day, Mu Chenxue looked refreshed, and helped Song Chunhan shovel the cat litter, clean the rabbit nest, cook again, stewed porridge, and rushed to do the work, making Song Chunhan think he was a monster Pretend it.

"Brother, why did you change your temper today?" Mu Shenxue snatched Song Chunhan's broom, and Mu Shenxue also snatched the sand shovel in his hand.

"I have too much energy to vent, so I can only help my junior brother with work."

"Then why don't you ask Master to practice swords? Master loves you and will definitely give you guidance." Song Chun said shabbyly: "It means that I am a disciple of sweeping the floor, and I don't have a master to guide me."

"Practicing swords——" Mu Chenxue dragged out a long ending, and said thoughtfully: "Master taught me yesterday, and Master is tired today."

"Why are you tired of guiding and refuse to guide me?"

Mu Chenxue glanced at him, and said to Song Chunhan, "Let the senior in your body guide you, the senior should be happy to guide you."

"Senior—" Song Chunhan twitched his lips and said, "All day long, he knows to let me run and stride, and he refuses to teach me any sword skills. I don't know if this senior is just trying to gain fame."

As soon as Song Chunhan finished speaking, the mop in his hand fell off, and his body was once controlled by Feng Zhaohua, squatting up and down.

Feng Zhaohua's voice in his head was cold, and he said to Song Chunhan, "How can you practice swords before you have finished training?"

Song Chunhan was about to cry, what's the matter, is there such a difference in treatment between himself and Mu Chenxue?

Song Chunhan has no other advantages other than having a lot of treasures on his body, but his physique is so poor that Bai Wusi doesn't even bother to kill him.

Feng Zhaohua thought that he exercised Song Chunhan for Song Chunhan's good.

Song Chunhan practiced squatting up and down, and after only a few reps, his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Feng Zhaohua wanted him to do a few kicks in spite of himself, but a sudden gust of wind stopped Feng Zhaohua from continuing to persecute Song Chunhan.

The strong wind hit, light rain fell from the sky, and a breath of oppression came oncoming.

"It's the people from Mingxia Mountain." Feng Zhaohua said through Song Chunhan's mouth: "If you hide the news that I can still be resurrected, just pretend that I don't exist."

Mu Chenxue also corrected her demeanor, stared at the north, nodded and said, "I see."

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The author has something to say:

Yue Qianqiu gave birth to three children in April Fool's Day spoof.

Mu Chenxue always felt that Feng Ling was too old, how could there be a son five hundred times older than his father?But he was indeed in his 20s, and Feng Ling was indeed ten thousand years old.

So he asked his son: "Feng Ling, do you want younger siblings?"

Feng Ling was shocked: "You pervert, what do you want to do to my mother?"

Mu Chenxue knocked on Feng Ling's head, and said: "It's your mother, it's not abnormal to do this kind of thing, I want to have a child who is at least younger than me, and I want to experience the joy of being a father. "

Feng Ling frowned and listened to Mu Shenxue finish speaking, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

Then Yue Qianqiu got a female number under Mu Shenxue's soft and hard bubble, and then——

Six months later, Yue Qianqiu stared at her belly in thought.

How could he be so unlucky that he got twins all at once.

Seeing his belly getting bigger and bigger, Yue Qianqiu suddenly woke up.

He touched his lower abdomen, but luckily it was a dream.