"Big Brother, when did Master wake up?"

Ling Xinghua followed Gu Xingyun slowly, and seemed to be in a good mood the whole time.

As soon as his senior brother appeared, he felt that no matter how big the problem was, it was nothing.

"Last night." Gu Xingyun answered without blinking.

Ling Xinghua nodded in understanding: "No wonder, if Junior Uncle-Master knew that Master had woken up, he would definitely not go out. I would have to write a letter to inform him."

Gu Xingyun blinked guiltily and quickened his pace without making any expression.

He stopped after entering the yard and said, "Wait here for a while."

Ling Xinghua nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Senior Brother, go in and take a look. If Master hasn't woken up yet, don't disturb him. It's okay for me to wait a little longer."

The young man was very perceptive and knew that it was not convenient for him to go in directly under the circumstances.

Gu Xingyun smiled and nodded, knocked on the door twice gently, and pushed it open without waiting for an answer.

Ling Xinghua, who was waiting outside, suppressed his excitement. He could finally see his master again.

After returning from that experience, he has been feeling anxious and under great pressure.

Not only does he have to help with the sect's chores, but he also has to deal with those noisy little brats.

I'm really tired, especially with that little kitten that transforms into a human form. Every day...

"Huh?"

I was complaining in my mind when I turned my head and saw an obvious small hole on the right.

Ling Xinghua's eyelids twitched twice: "You really want me to dig little graves for you guys, right?"

Who are these three?

Who came and pulled out the flowers by the roots!

By process of elimination, we can tell that it is a small lightning!

Ling Xinghua was angry, but he filled the hole as quickly as possible, trying his best to avoid being noticed.

I'm really tired. It's another day of cleaning up the mess.

I must complain during the conversation with Master later.

Outside the dining hall, Little Lightning sneezed violently several times, and Chang Sui immediately stuffed medicine into his mouth.

"I told you you'd catch a cold, but you didn't listen. Look, you're sneezing now, right? You'd better not infect me. Today it's my turn to clean Master's room..."

Xiao Lightning spat out the medicine, pulled Chang Sui's arm and started cursing.

Yu Ziheng, who had just come out from helping to get food, was not surprised at all. He warned in a hoarse voice: "Are you leaving or not? Are you going to eat or not?"

No matter how fiercely they were beaten, he had to come every day to get food for them and take it back.

The two people who were fighting stopped immediately, and the three of them kept their distance from each other and returned to their residence awkwardly.

No matter how much you quarrel, you still have to sit at the same table to eat.

"After dinner, I'll go with you and supervise you to prevent you from doing anything bad!"

Little Lightning stuffed his mouth full, and did not forget to discuss with Chang Sui.

"Whatever." Chang Sui snatched the last chicken leg from him without any care. Little Lightning had used this excuse so many times anyway.

At first they were sad, but now they are completely desensitized.

"But after you go there, don't secretly pull Master's hair or pinch him, or I'll beat you."

Chang Sui waved a chicken drumstick as a warning.

Kid Lightning slammed the table. "Again, I was just checking to see if he was awake!"

"Ahem, I'll go with you." Yu Ziheng interrupted and quickly poured water into his mouth.

The three of them reached a consensus again and went about their business of grabbing food.

In the room.

Gu Xingyun walked over lightly, opened the window to let the air circulate, and then carefully wiped Yan Huailiu's face with a warm handkerchief.

"Master, didn't you ask me to wake you up at this time? Don't sleep anymore, Junior Brother Ling is still waiting outside to pay his respects to you."

He used the same gentle voice as when coaxing a child.

After wiping his face and hands, he turned the wake-up service into a sleep aid service.

Fortunately, the light was too bright, and Yan Huailiu turned over uncomfortably, showing signs of waking up.

The exposed skin is covered with ambiguous marks.

Gu Xingyun smiled and touched him a few more times, igniting certain parts of his body with evil intentions.

After the commotion during those few hours yesterday, he knew exactly where his master couldn't be touched.

Sure enough, as soon as he touched it, Yan Huailiu jumped up from the bed in an instant, and the bell on his ankle made a crisp sound.

"Master, good morning."

Gu Xingyun leaned over and gave her a good morning kiss.

Yan Huailiu, whose brain was not fully awake yet, first reacted by punching him, then moving over to hug him, sniffing Gu Xingyun's neck, and his breathing became steady again.

Gu Xingyun said with a satisfied look: "Master, don't sleep anymore. You have been sleeping for too long. Your head will hurt."

Having said that, he still patiently turned sideways to help Yan Huailiu block the light.

Then he helped him put on his clothes, and checked his body in the process to make sure he was not injured.

The medicine he made for healing wounds and reducing swelling is quite effective.

It turns out that there is nothing wrong with reading more books and learning more.

After helping him get dressed, Yan Huailiu showed no sign of waking up, so Gu Xingyun could only wake him up completely by making it difficult for him to breathe.

“What are you doing!”

Yan Huailiu said something fierce, his eyes were a little sharp. When Gu Xingyun leaned forward again, he was bitten hard by him, and blood soon seeped from the corner of his lips.

It doesn’t hurt at all, and it feels a bit good.

Gu Xingyun licked the blood off and smiled brightly: "Master, do you want to come over here too?"

Yan Huailiu was completely awake, and a lot of memories flooded into his mind.

All the bad mood when waking up has disappeared.

He turned his face away and didn't look at Gu Xingyun, feeling extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

My mind was in a mess, and the only thought in my mind was: the eight hundred stories in the three volumes of unofficial history were not as colorful as Gu Xingyun's.

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