More than just a rogue, when she was a child and she was ignorant, he made him really angry several times. Each time, he said that he would take a ruler to cut off her legs, lock her in a quiet room to reflect on herself, and never let her out again.
She always showed fear, but secretly she was looking forward to it.
Because he spent most of the day practicing alone in a quiet room.
Never let it out again...
What a luxurious punishment.
But every time...he just said it.
She knew that he was actually reluctant to part with her.
After all, a master who waited patiently for her to ask her where the knot in her heart was, and then pretended to be unintentional, but actually patiently and gently unraveled the knots in her heart one by one, was the person she loved so much.
Feng Luo was speechless.
He was so tired that he placed the willow leaves he had been playing with for a long time on the green silk, and this time he really fell asleep.
A'luo thought that green leaf was very beautiful, just like her master's.
Undaunted, she slowly lifted herself up from the spring water and carefully picked the green leaf with slightly wet fingertips.
Do not worry about it.
It's just a green leaf. Even if she doesn't take it, it will be stolen by those unintentional breezes who don't know how to cherish it.
In this case, it would be better for her to pick and store it for the rest of her life.
She looked at Qingye and her master's peaceful faces getting closer and closer, and for a moment she couldn't tell which one she wanted to pick and hide.
The fingertips finally touched the green leaf.
She slowly closed her eyes and suppressed the temptation in her heart.
That's good.
Don't be greedy.
She once lost everything and knew that if she was greedy, things that did not belong to her would become sand between her fingers.
Just collect one leaf.
The pitter patter.
A heavy rain fell from the sky at some point.
The rain quickly soaked their clothes and hair. She suddenly opened her eyes and was about to raise her hand to create a barrier to stop the rain.
A raindrop...
Just in time, the breath that was moistening the hair along his forehead touched her fingertips, slightly cold.
She lowered her head slightly, looked at her fingertips, and slowly drew a thin pale line on her lips.
The cold rain and his breath mixed together, like a newly brewed poison.
Or maybe it could be said that the man in front of her who was so close but could never be picked off was her poison, which had long been absorbed in her fatal place and there was no cure.
Slower.
Don't be greedy.
Don't be greedy...
But how can we not be greedy!
How could the fire in my heart be stopped by the heavy rain?
Fang Geyu watched the darkness and madness rising in her eyes, and felt his heart skip a beat.
"Master?" She made a beautiful swirl on the green leaf in her hand, then disappeared, and then whispered.
She knew that if he were awake, he would respond.
There is peace beside the spring.
She also knew that his master slept for a very short time, only one hour every day, so every time he fell asleep, he was very deep, especially when he fell asleep when he was tired, and it was difficult to wake up except for the sound of thunder.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel grateful to her master for being such a strict father.
Willow catkins fluttered in the rain curtain, and thousands of sounds from the leaves shattered the hazy skylight over the pond.
The green silk fabric was loose and scattered, and was tightly grasped by her slightly sweaty hands. A'luo leaned forward cautiously but boldly, and her soft and thin lips fell on the corners of his eyes.
"Master..." His lips brushed against the corner of his eyes and fell on his ear, whispering softly: "If you don't speak, the disciple will continue to play tricks on Master..."
Completely different from the rogue just now, the word rogue now is full of pink and ambiguous meaning.
When she didn't get a response, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and then she easily occupied his lips.
The fingertips on Qingxiu suddenly tightened, and you could see the earth-shattering and great satisfaction in her heart at that moment.
From the careful exploration at the beginning, gentle to the bone, to the uncontrollable suppression later, it was just a matter of competing with each other for a moment.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The tired birds returned to the forest, and their crows disturbed the sound of the rain.
She was so happy that she licked the corners of her master's lips with lingering interest, and then slowly separated from him.
A'luo stretched out very satisfied and contentedly. Just as he was about to squeeze the wetness off Master's body, his eyes suddenly froze.
On the cold spring water surface disturbed by the falling rain, at some point, there was a tall reflection standing with an umbrella.
Yun Rong looked calmly at the enchanting woman on the other side of the spring bank.
The reason why she is enchanting is not only because she looks beautiful and enchanting, but also because she is not wearing any clothes at the moment.
Her body, soaked by the rain, was extremely fair and beautiful, like a jade stone bathed in the light of the sky. Her dark, slightly curly hair clung to her bare shoulders and slender back, black and white but extremely alluring.
Therefore, it is extremely enchanting.
But this enchanting woman's face was completely colorless at this moment.
Yun Rong held a green bamboo bone umbrella and held a three-layer food box in her hand. She looked at the moisture on A'rao's lips, like two tender petals that had just received dew, and then turned her gaze away to look at her sword master husband Wei Wei. With red and swollen lips, he nodded and said calmly: "I'm here to deliver meals."
Fang Geyu was speechless and had no idea.
The witch Aluo didn't answer.
She silently picked up the clothes on the bluestone, dressed neatly and meticulously, and looked dignified and more like a qualified disciple in front of Yun Rong. There was no disrespect or squeamishness in her eyes.
She knelt on the ground and let the wet mud stain her long dress: "Disciple, see Master."
Fang Geyu thought to himself that at this time, the heroine who appeared last would definitely raise her eyes with a sneer and say: "Master's Wife? Do you also know that I am your Master's Wife?"
I never thought that this Yun Rong was really different. The first thing he said was: "How is Aluo's recovery from his wound?"
Is now the time to care for your wounds?
The stiffness in Witch A'luo's eyes dissipated little by little, but her face was still pale, and she responded: "I'm fine."
Yun Rong was very generous: "Get up."
Then she really got up.
Neither of them mentioned what happened just now.
Yun Rong's posture is so elegant that it can be called "generous and decent".
Ah Rao's attitude was so "honest and unashamed".
Mistress Yun Rong stepped into the rain and crossed the spring, completing the unfinished water-avoiding spell for A-Rao, evaporating the water from her husband's body and blocking the rain from the sky.
She stood under the tree and was silent for a moment, the atmosphere was subtly awkward.
The rain came and went quickly.
There is a clear and moist atmosphere in the forest.
Yun Rong put away the umbrella and stretched out a palm toward A'luo.
A'luo's heart suddenly seemed to be tightened by a thin and sharp thread, and the pain was extremely painful: "Master's wife... do you also like Liu Ye?"
Yun Rong was startled and asked in confusion: "Willow leaves?"
A'luo's heart suddenly dropped into her stomach. She thought that she was indeed worthy of the sword-crazy Yunrong. Sure enough, in her eyes, picking leaves was just as simple as picking leaves.
How can people who are in no mood to love understand this?
She weakly rejoiced, and realized what she was asking for, so she dried the wet green silk water in her hand with Taoist magic and handed it to her.
Yun Rong knelt down and put the green silk cloth between the man's eyes again, then reached out and carefully brushed off his messy clothes.
After doing this, she squatted on the ground and stared at her husband's red lips for a while. Her Taoist heart was as solid as a rock, and she felt a little confused for a moment.
She is obsessed with swordsmanship and doesn't pay much attention to other things. As the wife of the sect leader, she encounters some troublesome and trivial things that are difficult to deal with on weekdays. She just casually mentions it to her husband, and his husband can arrange it perfectly. proper.
But now, can she still mention this matter to her husband?
Why didn't anyone tell her when she got married that being a master's wife was such a headache?
Sure enough, there are many trivial things in the world, but they are not as simple as a sword.
Just when she really didn't know how to deal with this matter, her young disciple who had been silent for a long time finally spoke up and said: "Master's wife."
Yun Rongxin said, are you trying to defend yourself?
But it was clear to me just now that I saw it clearly, and there was no way that Jian Xiu’s eyes were delusional.
But since you want to explain something, I'd better listen to him.
If the excuse is reasonable, she won't make it more difficult.
After all, this is his most beloved disciple.
"Just now, my disciple secretly kissed Master."
How can you be so honest! ! !
Yun Rong: "..."
"Just now, my disciple secretly rubbed Master's waist. It felt pretty good."
Do you still want to tell her your feelings? !
That's too much! ! !
I really can’t do this little thing if I don’t teach you a lesson.
"Disciple knows he was wrong."
Yun Rong: "???"
Are you so quick to admit your mistakes?
She suddenly felt helpless.
"So..." A'luo said unreasonably and confidently: "Can you please pretend that you didn't see it?"
Even though Yun Rong had an indifferent temperament, his breath suddenly got stuck in his throat and he couldn't swallow it.
She had never seen such a shameless person.
Aluo was extremely sincere again: "I really know I made a mistake, and I won't do it again next time."
Yun Rong thought about it carefully. Although her request sounded very rude, there seemed to be no better solution besides this.
She rubbed her brows and said, "After the injury is healed, go back and copy the Jingxin Jue a hundred times."
"Yes, Master Wife."
