Socially Anxious Master Tears Up the Universally Hated Script

Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.

Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...

Chapter 170: Don’t Like It, or Can’t Like It

His biological clock was already telling him to go to bed.

The evening breeze was so comfortable that Yan Huailiu began to feel sleepy.

But he remained sober when faced with his apprentice's toast. It was rare for someone to accompany him for a few drinks. This seemed to be the first time in his life that he drank alone with someone?

Fortunately, this person is Gu Xingyun, otherwise he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

"This first cup is dedicated to Master. I wish you a happy birthday, a peaceful and prosperous new year, and all the best."

Gu Xingyun lowered his cup to touch it.

Yan Huailiu thanked him with a smile and drank it politely.

Even though he had learned a lesson, he still looked down on the peach blossom wine that tasted as sweet as juice.

Gu Xingyun filled his glass again: "Second cup, thank you for your guidance, Master. Without the sword and mind method you gave me, I wouldn't have made such rapid progress."

Well, this is the reason why I have to drink it.

"The third cup, thank you Master for not holding grudges and allowing me to continue serving you."

After Gu Xingyun finished speaking, he took the initiative to clink glasses and drank first.

Yan Huailiu could only follow and had no chance to explain.

Why should he let bygones be bygones? If he really wanted to, he should thank Gu Xingyun in this way.

"This next cup is to thank Master for his tolerance. I offended you so much, but you didn't punish me."

Gu Xingyun lowered his voice a bit.

Yan Huailiu's cup was almost at his lips. He coughed and his ears turned red instantly: "Be careful next time."

Gu Xingyun did not respond to this, but instead filled his glass again.

It is still a reason that is hard to refuse. I don’t know where he gets so much gratitude from.

Yan Huailiu paused to think and complained inwardly at the beginning, and then drank completely mechanically in the end.

As soon as he heard the sound of the cups clinking, he immediately raised his hand and drank it.

Therefore, he didn't pay any attention at all. From the third cup onwards, Gu Xingyun's cup remained untouched.

Several bottles of peach blossom wine were soon empty, and Yan Huailiu couldn't help swaying while sitting there, and his exposed skin turned completely pink.

"Master, this is my last glass of wine. I wish you will be with me for the rest of my life. I hope that you will be bound to me in this life, the next, and forever. Never think of escaping from me."

He finally drank the wine in his glass, pinched Yan Huailiu's chin and passed half of the wine to him.

The moonlight was blocked by clouds, and only the sound of lips and tongues entwining could be heard.

"It can be considered as drinking from the same cup of wine. This should be more meaningful than drinking from the same cup together. Master, what do you think?"

Yan Huailiu was completely drunk, but he still refused based on his instinct, not knowing who he was reminding: "You can't be like this."

"Master seems to always be rejecting his disciples. No, no, no... Haha."

Gu Xingyun snorted coldly, picked him up with one hand and walked towards the room: "Even though you know it's useless, Master still refuses again and again."

A person who is somewhere between drowsy and half drunk is acting entirely on instinct.

As soon as he was picked up, Yan Huailiu wrapped his legs around him and his arms around Gu Xingyun's neck, looking just like he had lost his soul before.

Gu Xingyun's eyes burned, and he hugged her tighter, trying to suppress the soreness that threatened to burst through his throat: "Master is much more honest now than when he was sober."

After all, she was used to taking care of people, so after putting the person on the bed, she went to get a basin of water and carefully helped Yan Huailiu wipe his hands and face, fearing that he would feel uncomfortable in the slightest.

Yan Huailiu was very well behaved. He didn't say a word and just stared at Gu Xingyun.

Gu Xingyun half-knelt there to help him soak his feet, and only after making sure that he had served him well did he go to clean himself up.

After returning and locking the door, Yan Huailiu still lay on the bed in the same posture as when he left.

Gu Xingyun forcibly pulled him to sit up: "Master, you haven't seen the gift I gave you yet."

The pair of carefully prepared jade bracelets were brought to Yan Huailiu.

"Master, does it look good?"

Yan Huailiu blinked and looked at him: "It looks good."

Then he stretched out his hands blankly, wanting to put them on.

Gu Xingyun raised the corner of his lips: "Master, this is not for wearing on your hand..."

He lifted Yan Huailiu's calf and put the bracelet on his ankle, one on the left and one on the right, which was symmetrical.

There are just two small rings on the original pure bracelet, and there are no other accessories underneath, which looks a bit abrupt upon closer inspection.

"Master, rest assured. I have specially selected the finest materials and added several layers of formations. No matter how you toss them, they will not break..."

"Of course, it's impossible to remove it."

Yan Huailiu hugged his knees and touched the anklet with interest. His drunken voice was unnaturally soft: "It looks good."

Gu Xingyun was about to speak when he suddenly heard someone say, "This is the first time I've received a gift."

Even though I was drunk, I still remembered these.

He meant it literally, but Gu Xingyun misunderstood: "Master, I will give it to you every year from now on."

"I actually gave it to you once... but you didn't want it..."

The year he first arrived, he tried his best to please his master. He spent more than half a month making a small wooden sculpture in the image of Yan Huailiu, and his hands were covered with wounds from the carving knife.

After the banquet was over, I waited at the gate to give my gift to the master, who only took one look and said, "What an ugly thing!"

And nothing happened afterwards.

Putting aside those old things, Gu Xingyun took a deep breath, held Yan Huailiu's face and made him look at him.

"Master, do you like this gift?"

"like."

Yan Huailiu always answered questions.

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