There was a knock on the door. Haotian and Fushengruo were lying on the same bed inside the room.
If life is to be beautifully described as "getting used to it in advance," then it is a good thing.
Haotian was helpless against her, but she didn't do anything out of line, so he simply let her lie down.
Haotian sat up slightly, pulling the blanket covering him up a little.
The person knocking on the door was Diefang. It was already dusk, the time for dinner.
Master didn't eat lunch, so he must be very hungry tonight. Would eating meat be too greasy? Would drinking soup be enough to fill him up? Also, should I collect some morning dew tomorrow morning? Isn't it said that fairies drink morning dew?
In the end, she still prepared a spirit meat soup for her master.
Seeing Diefang bring in the soup, I roughly knew what was going to happen next.
When Diefang put the food aside, she realized that there was someone else lying on her master's bed!
No way! Why?! Why is Sister Fushengruo trying to steal my master too?!
Diefang practically wore her grievances on her face, while Fusheng simply shrank further under the covers, looking at the master and apprentice with wise eyes.
Left with no other choice, Haotian had to say, "If Fusheng is only staying here for one night, you are not allowed to come over tonight."
Diefang felt utterly dejected in an instant.
Mingming, she had been looking forward to tonight for a long time.
However, she quickly realized what was happening and said in an almost pleading tone, "Then... Master, can I come tomorrow night?"
What can Haotian say? Who can come? What if Xiao Hei comes? What if Chu Xinqiao refuses to leave? He can't say they can't come, but he can't come up with a reason.
I really regret agreeing to their right back then!
Therefore, Haotian decided to say nothing and change the subject.
"I'm hungry, eating is the most important thing."
Diefang had no choice but to suppress her grievances.
Haotian was about to get the bowls and chopsticks, but because Fushengruo was nearby, she didn't want Fushengruo to see her being fed by her disciple.
But before I could even reach out, I saw Diefang's big, watery eyes.
It was as if she was saying, "I was the one who helped you before, but now that there are outsiders, you don't care anymore?" Haotian even suspected that if he just reached out to take it, Diefang would leave crying.
Haotian finally let go, looking like he had accepted the world and was giving up.
So be it, it's not the first or second time; if you know, you know, if I insist that this is a disciple being filial to his master, Fushengruo can't say anything.
Seeing that her stunningly beautiful master was sitting properly, Diefang immediately got up slightly and sat down on the edge of the bed.
The fragrance of his master brought a sliver of comfort to his wounded soul.
"Master, come, open your mouth."
Under Fu Shengruo's astonished gaze, Haotian slowly opened his mouth...
For some reason, Fusheng Ruo suddenly wanted to feed Haotian as well.
Looking at her obedient master, Diefang thought of how her master had lost his cultivation, and her heart began to feel restless.
However, she still blushed and kept all her bad thoughts to herself.
It's not the right time yet; at the very least, we shouldn't take advantage of someone's misfortune.
Watching her master swallow the dinner she had made, her smooth, fair neck made her suddenly want to go up and give him a kiss.
No, not now. You must protect Master and not harm Master.
Let's go back... go back and ask my junior sister to help us resolve this.
Soon, Haotian felt he had drunk enough. He closed his mouth at the spirit meat soup that was handed to him and shook his head.
Diefang glanced at the bowl and saw that there was still half a bowl left. It seemed that her master had a small appetite. It looked like she would have to eat her master's leftovers for dinner tonight. However, she didn't care because she had been feeding her master spoonful by spoonful.
Soon Diefang left. She also wanted to tell her junior sister the bad news she had just heard. Suddenly, she remembered that their master had not responded to the matter of tomorrow night.
In an instant, the once incredibly delicious soup gradually became bland.
Perhaps there are many hardships on the road to your pursuit, but if you can't even overcome these, then what's the point of pursuing anything?
Diefang finished the rest of the soup in one gulp, her eyes hardening. She walked up to Wenxin.
"Master just said that we are not allowed to go to sleep tonight. Don't cry yet, come and cry in your sister's arms."
After Diefang left, Haotian naturally lay down on the bed again.
With his back to Fushengruo, he acted as if Fushengruo didn't exist.
The surroundings fell silent, but Fusheng Ruoke finally wanted to ask Haotian some questions.
"Um, it seems your apprentice... has ulterior motives towards you?"
Haotian's lips twitched. Fortunately, Fusheng couldn't see her current expression.
It wasn't just ulterior motives; it was pure treason! First, he hugged me, then he climbed into my bed! He even tried to kiss me! He was just short of pouncing on me like a hungry tiger.
Haotian, who lacked cultivation, was afraid and somewhat resigned to his fate.
But could she confide in Fushengruo? No, because she wasn't sure if Fushengruo would tell Xiaohei.
"No, she's just very filial to me."
Haotian: I don't even believe what I'm saying, but I just have to say it. Don't ask why, the answer is always face.
At this moment, Fushengruo, who had been lying obediently, suddenly got up and looked at Haotian with shining eyes.
"Can I be this filial to you?"
When Fusheng finished speaking, Haotian's delicate body trembled, and she had no choice but to turn around and look at Fusheng.
Did I mishear? "If Fusheng wants to be filial to me?"
He looked at Fushengruo with suspicion, doubt, and incomprehension.
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