Chapter 13 After abandoning the rebellious villain 13 He was very kind to his master...
Since Fu Wei is back, he will naturally live with Feng Lingwu.
The TV in the living room was on. Fu Wei lazily curled up on the sofa, watching TV with relish.
What was playing on TV was a replay of the game.
Feng Lingwu, who had just come out of the kitchen, saw this scene and his eyes felt a little sore. He remembered that Fu Wei also liked to curl up on the sofa and wait for him to cook dinner.
However, at that time he had nothing to cook for Fu Wei.
But things were different now. He was rich and could provide Fu Wei with a good life. Even though it was just the two of them, Feng Lingwu cooked a whole table of food.
"Wash your hands and eat."
Fu Wei nodded: "Okay." She stood up and went to wash her hands.
Out of habit, Feng Lingwu followed them and subconsciously turned on the faucet, wanting to help Fu Wei wash his hands, but he had long forgotten that Fu Wei had actually learned how to turn on the faucet a long time ago, so his hand froze there, feeling a little embarrassed.
Fu Wei hummed in confusion and asked, "Do you want to wash your hands too?"
Looking at the fingertips that were tinged with pink, Feng Lingwu nodded somewhat dejectedly: "Well, I'll wash my hands."
After Fu Wei finished washing, she wiped her hands with a towel and made way for him: "Then you wash."
This meal tasted weird.
It was basically Fuwei who was eating. Fuwei had been trapped in the painting for such a long time, absorbing spiritual energy. Although he was not hungry, he was still a little greedy. After all, Feng Lingwu's cooking skills were really good.
When Fu Wei finished eating, she noticed Feng Lingwu was still looking at her. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like that? I look so ugly while eating. Did it scare you?"
"No."
On the contrary, Fu Wei has a very good eating manner, she is dignified and elegant, and has an ethereal air.
Fu Wei: "Then why are you looking at me like that? Do you miss me so much?"
Feng Lingwu nodded seriously: "Yes, I miss you very much."
Fu Weixiao's eyes curved. "You've become so sweet." Then he said, "Tomorrow is the last day of the competition. The top five will be you, Chu Xiangzhi, and Zhang Ningyan. Zhang Ningyan was lucky enough to get a bye in the draw and advance directly... But she's ultimately at a disadvantage due to her age, so the first place in tomorrow's competition will probably be between you and Chu Xiangzhi."
When Chu Xiangzhi was mentioned, Feng Lingwu immediately remembered that Chu Xiangzhi had tried to snatch Fu Wei from him today, and his eyes became sinister and cold.
Feng Lingwu lowered his brows, poked at the rice in his bowl and said, "Master, what do you want to say?"
"Chu Xiangzhi is the young master of the Chu family and the leader of his generation. His swordsmanship is superb and his strength should not be underestimated. Judging from the current situation, you will face him tomorrow, so..."
Feng Lingwu looked up at him.
Fu Wei said tactfully, "No matter what the result is tomorrow, don't be discouraged and don't let yourself get hurt."
Chu Xiangzhi is the male protagonist, gifted and blessed by heaven, so his overall configuration is naturally impeccable.
Although Feng Lingwu's spirit bones were repaired, I have not been with him or guided him over the years. Feng Lingwu's skills were all honed by himself. I don't know how many detours he took. Although he has also found a way out, he still suffered some losses in the end.
If you go against the protagonist, I'm afraid you won't get anything good.
Feng Lingwu didn't think so. He had already designated Chu Xiangzhi as his number one enemy. He had already made up his mind in his heart that not only would he defeat him tomorrow, but he would also defeat him miserably.
But Fu Wei is obviously his master, but now he is speaking for outsiders.
"Master didn't watch my game, but watched Chu Xiangzhi's game video repeatedly afterwards?" Feng Lingwu said sourly.
Fu Wei: "..." He was talking about serious matters, why was this kid throwing a tantrum?
"Master, after such a long separation, is this all you have to say to me?" Feng Lingwu sneered, "If that's all you have to say, Master, please stop. I don't want to hear it."
"You kid." Fu Wei shook his head helplessly, amused. "Are you unwilling to listen, or do you not want to hear about Chu Xiangzhi?"
Feng Lingwu fell silent.
After hearing this, Fu Wei was completely confused, and Feng Lingwu felt jealous again.
It was the same five years ago. On the surface, he looked reluctant and disgusted with me, but as long as I got closer to Zhao Nan, he would look like he wanted to kill Zhao Nan. He had a mouth that didn't say anything and always threw tantrums.
He originally thought that Feng Lingwu would be more mature in these five years, but it turned out that he was still the same as before, with a childish temper.
Fu Wei propped up her chin and looked at him seriously: "Xiao Lingwu, are you jealous?"
Feng Lingwu's ears turned red and his whole body was faintly flushed. If it were in the past, Feng Lingwu would definitely try to cover it up with all kinds of excuses.
But this time, Feng Lingwu didn't. He admitted: "Yes, I am jealous."
It seems that he has not changed in the past five years and he can now play straight.
Fu Wei raised an eyebrow: "Tell me about it."
Feng Lingwu said in a muffled voice: "You don't even watch my game."
Fu Wei shook his head helplessly: "Then why don't you think about it, who am I watching the game of an insignificant person for?"
Feng Lingwu was stunned.
Fu Wei stretched out her voice: "It's for you——"
Feng Lingwu secretly suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to turn upward, secretly delighted, but pretending not to understand, he asked, "In your eyes, Chu Xiangzhi is an insignificant person?"
Fu Wei was puzzled. "What else could it be? He and I haven't even had a proper face-to-face encounter. How could you think he's more important to me than you?" He smiled and asked, "What on earth did I do to give you such a strange idea?"
Feng Lingwu started to be stubborn again and whispered, "I didn't, I was just asking casually."
Seeing Feng Lingwu happy and proud, but not daring to show it too obviously, like a cat that has been stealing fish, Fu Wei instantly became playful.
Fu Wei poked Feng Lingwu's cheek with her fingertips and teased him: "Are you really just asking casually?"
Feng Lingwu said vaguely: "Hmm."
Fu Wei said, "But I didn't answer casually."
Feng Lingwu let Fu Wei poke him. They were very close to each other. The fragrance from Fu Wei's body made his breathing disordered and his heart beat wildly.
His mind clearly told him that he should keep a distance from Fu Wei, but his body seemed to be locked. Not only did he not want to push her away, he couldn't help but grab Fu Wei's sleeve.
Fortunately I held it in.
"What do you mean?" Feng Lingwu suppressed the trembling in his voice and suppressed his disordered breathing.
Fu Wei cupped his cheek, preventing him from dodging. She looked him in the eye and spoke with great care, "You are my only disciple in this life, and the most important person to me in this world. No one can compare to you."
"So you don't need to panic, you don't need to be uneasy, and you don't need to hide or disguise yourself. In front of me, you can do whatever you want."
"As long as you're happy."
Everything before my eyes seemed like a beautiful dream.
No, this was something he wouldn't even dare to dream of.
He was so frightened that he was eager to confirm the truth of Fu Wei's words.
"Master, this is what you said, you can't lie to me."
Fu Wei affirmed: "I'm not lying to you."
Body movements are always faster than the brain. Feng Lingwu hugged Fu Wei tightly in his arms, wanting to integrate the whole person into his bones and blood.
Feng Lingwu said: "You can't lie to me. If you lie to me, I will never let you go."
Fu Wei laughed even more happily when he heard this: "Why don't you let me go, huh?"
Feng Lingwu: "I will lock you up and make sure you can never leave my side again."
"You are such a traitor." Although he said that, Fu Wei did not get angry. He obviously took Feng Lingwu's words as a joke and even said jokingly, "With your level of cultivation, it's probably impossible for you to imprison me in this lifetime."
Feng Lingwu did not refute, but hugged Fu Wei tighter and buried his head in Fu Wei's neck.
There is always a way, isn't there?
Even someone as powerful as Fu Wei has weaknesses, doesn't he?
After the two of them finished their meal, Feng Lingwu watched the game with Fu Wei for a while, and then urged him to take a shower.
He didn't have the conditions before, but times have changed now, and he bought a lot of things for Fu Wei.
Feng Lingwu said softly, "Master, it's very late. Don't look anymore. Go wash up first."
After saying that, he dragged Fuwei to the bathroom, adjusted the temperature for Fuwei attentively, introduced all the toiletries, prepared bath towels and shower caps, and finally got Fuwei a pair of pajamas.
Fu Wei saw Feng Lingwu as an old woman, nagging all the time, and felt that she might be half-disabled in his eyes.
But it was rare for this child to be filial. Fu Wei leaned against the door and listened to him patiently. When she saw him about to leave, she smiled and said, "Why don't you help me change my clothes?"
"Ah?" Feng Lingwu's cheeks flushed red and he looked at Fu Wei in disbelief.
"Little Lingwu is so thoughtful and considerate. I almost thought you were going to help me bathe and change clothes yourself."
Feng Lingwu lowered his head, hesitating and saying nothing.
Fu Wei was just joking and had no intention of letting Feng Lingwu help her bathe and change clothes. After all, the child was shy.
The spiritual light in his hand dissipated, and the snow-white robe on his body instantly fell to his ankles, revealing his snow-white back. Before Feng Lingwu could see clearly, the black hair that reached his calves fell down, covering Fu Wei's body, and became looming as Fu Wei walked.
The water from the shower sprayed onto Fu Wei's cheeks and wet her hair.
Fu Wei turned around and jokingly asked, "Aren't you leaving yet? Are you really planning to stay and serve me?"
Feng Lingwu immediately turned his back and said angrily, "I didn't."
Fu Wei: “Well, no.”
Listening to the sound of water dripping behind him, Feng Lingwu's heart rose to his throat. He said dryly, "Speaking of which, don't you avoid people when you take a shower?"
"When I used to take a bath, there were always at least ten people waiting beside me." Fu Xiaoxiao's expression remained unchanged. "Besides, we are all men, so it's no big deal if we take a bath together."
Feng Lingwu's handsome face turned red, "Anyway, you can't do this in the future."
With that, Feng Lingwu left the bathroom in embarrassment.
Seeing this, the system in his mind asked in confusion: [Sir, he seems a little strange.]
Fu Wei nodded: "It's a bit strange, but he has loved blushing since he was a child. It should be nothing, don't worry."
The system thought this made sense, nodded seriously, and then said, "Sir, our favorability has almost been maxed out. Are you ready to start the next storyline?"
Fu Wei: “Yeah.”
When Fu Wei came out of the shower, Feng Lingwu, who was sitting on the bed and wrapped herself tightly, blushed again.
Especially when I saw Fu Wei’s clothes, they were red and hot.
Fu Wei casually made a hand gesture to dry her long hair, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"
Feng Lingwu: "I just went to Zhao Nan's place to take a shower, let's go to bed."
Fu Wei: "Okay."
The bed in the room was very big. They slept on both sides of the bed, and there was enough space in the middle for two more people.
Fu Wei was very relaxed, but Feng Lingwu was very nervous.
Fu Wei tugged at her collar and frowned slightly: "The clothes you found for me are a little big."
The black silk nightgown had a very large collar, revealing a large area of snow-white skin on her chest, the graceful curve of her delicate collarbone, and the bite marks of Feng Lingwu on her neck.
He clearly didn't dare bite hard, but Fu Wei was like a jade figure. Even a little force could leave a burning mark. He should feel sorry for this, but at the same time, Feng Lingwu felt a sense of satisfaction that was almost taboo.
In his room, his master was wearing his bathrobe, lying on his bed, with his bite marks on his neck, occupied by his scent, bearing his mark. Now he frowned and looked at him accusingly.
Feng Lingwu's scalp tingled, and he whispered, "This is my clothes."
Fu Wei: "Why your clothes?"
Feng Lingwu said with a guilty conscience, "Because there are no suitable clothes for you here, Master, please bear with it for now. Someone will bring new clothes tomorrow."
Fu Wei didn't think much about it: "Okay, I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep."
"Well, good night, Master."
The lights in the room were turned off, and Fu Wei slept beside him, but Feng Lingwu no longer dared to snuggle into Fu Wei's arms as he did five years ago.
Because just now, he discovered something extraordinary.
That is, he had inappropriate thoughts about his master.
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