It doesn't eat, drink, or poop, and it doesn't shed fur.
Isn't this the magical puppy that everyone dreams of?
After Ye Wan returned home with her dog son, Li Song, holding the rocking horse she had sat on, muttered to himself:
"Consider it a way of repaying that child for helping him rebuild his bones and muscles."
Ye Wan returned to the courtyard excitedly, but the courtyard was quiet.
She knocked on the door:
"Master, are you there? Are you there? If you don't speak, I'll come in."
Ye Wan pushed open the door before she could finish speaking; the knocking and questioning were merely a reminder.
Whether Su Hanjiang agrees or not, she is going to come in.
Su Hanjiang was indeed inside the room, looking at a jade slip.
On the desk in front of him was a pot of tea and a small dish of delicate pastries, which must have been made by Ji Kongmeng himself.
His quiet demeanor makes you want to act like a jerk.
So Ye Wan quietly reached out her sinful hand and approached Su Hanjiang's hand, which was placed on the table.
The slender, fair fingers were perfectly sculpted, flawless, not a fraction more or less.
As Ye Wan reached out her hand, she observed Su Hanjiang's expression.
Su Hanjiang continued to look intently at the jade slip.
He seemed completely unconcerned about Ye Wan's actions.
Closer, closer...
We're almost there!
Finally, Ye Wan touched Su Hanjiang's hand... to the pastries on the plate next to him.
She was secretly delighted and was about to put it in her mouth when Su Hanjiang suddenly slapped the back of her hand with a jade slip.
Ye Wan winced in pain and loosened her grip.
The pastry slipped from his hand and fell onto the table.
"You stingy guy..." Ye Wan muttered.
Su Hanjiang put down the jade slip, picked up a pastry, and brought it to Ye Wan's lips, saying gently, "Come on, open your mouth, let your master feed you."
...
Ye Wan blinked: "Master, this snack isn't poisoned, is it?"
"Whether it's poisonous or not, Wan'er can try it."
Try it and you'll die.
With a death wish, Ye Wan opened her mouth, took a bite of half a piece, chewed it dryly a couple of times, and swallowed it.
Su Hanjiang asked, "Is it delicious?"
Ye Wan nodded heavily, but in fact, she was too nervous to taste what it was like.
But since it was the first time Su Hanjiang had fed her, even if it was something indescribable, she had to say it was delicious.
Su Hanjiang said, "Then let's have another bite?"
He was so close that the visual impact on Ye Wan was too great, enough to make her lose her senses.
I said yes without even thinking.
Su Hanjiang snorted coldly:
"How about I give you another beating myself, so you won't be thinking about this again if you fall for someone else's illusion magic in the future?"
Ye Wan looked up and thought for a long time.
Then I remembered that Su Hanjiang was probably referring to the incident in the Ministry of Justice.
I didn't expect Su Hanjiang to even know about this.
Oh no, I'm really going to be kicked out of the house now!
Recalling her actions in the illusion, Ye Wan felt a little guilty.
Although the illusion was fake, what she said came from the bottom of her heart.
She would never dare to say those words in front of Su Hanjiang himself.
Ye Wan's eyes began to dart around, her mind racing, her pupils shifting three times in a second, but she couldn't come up with a single idea.
Sigh, she's really not good at using her brain.
What should we do? What should we do? Is there anyone who can save her?
Oh, I almost forgot.
Having someone come to your aid in a life-or-death situation is a privilege reserved for the protagonist.
She can only rely on herself.
But she was no match for him in physical strength, and she wasn't very smart either.
Even when she tried to act cute or be unreasonable, Su Hanjiang wouldn't fall for it.
A genuine outpouring of emotion can be a death sentence!
After racking her brains for a long time, Ye Wan said dejectedly, "Master, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Su Hanjiang took a sip of tea and calmly asked, "What's wrong with it?"
Ye Wan honestly replied, "As a cultivator, one should not easily fall into illusions, much less get entangled in them."
This statement was probably memorized from some book by Ye Wan; it actually sounds quite reasonable.
But saying it is as good as not saying it at all.
Su Hanjiang continued, "Anything else?"
Ye Wan scratched her head: "I shouldn't have been pointing fingers at you in the illusion."
Su Hanjiang frowned slightly: "Go on."
Ye Wan glanced at Su Hanjiang discreetly and sensed that he seemed unhappy.
Perhaps it was because they felt they hadn't told the truth.
She lowered her head, clutching her sleeves, and said in shame:
“I…I shouldn’t have touched you in the illusion.”
"..."
Su Hanjiang's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air; this was usually a premonition of his anger.
Ye Wan tensed up, ready to escape at any moment.
Good-looking people are troublesome; it's his own fault for asking that question.
If I answer him, he'll get angry again.
Although Su Hanjiang looks better when he's angry than when he's smiling.
But Ye Wan's life is also a life!
The great demon never holds grudges; he vents his anger on the spot.
Who could stand it for an eternity?
Su Hanjiang put down his teacup, and Ye Wan immediately retreated a foot away.
Why are you hiding?
Ye Wan smiled ingratiatingly and said, "I'm afraid you'll hit me, Master."
Su Hanjiang said, "Come here, I won't hit you today."
"oh."
Ye Wan breathed a sigh of relief and obediently took a step forward, but a sudden alarm bell rang in her mind: "What about tomorrow?"
Su Hanjiang said, "It depends on your performance."
That means there's still room for negotiation; we should enjoy each day as it comes.
Don't keep thinking about the possibility of being beaten tomorrow. What if you don't live to see tomorrow?
After Ye Wan understood, she felt relieved and sat down at the desk again.
"Master, how are you?"
Su Hanjiang said, "I'm right here. Why don't you take a look and see for yourself?"
Ye Wan leaned on the table: "Sometimes things may seem good, but they might not actually be. I'm too stupid to see things clearly. I don't know if Master is really good, so I wanted to ask."
Her voice grew softer and softer, and as soon as she finished speaking, her eyelids began to droop.
She fell asleep before receiving a reply from Su Hanjiang.
Su Hanjiang took off his outer robe and draped it over Ye Wan.
A fourth-level cultivator doesn't need this level of concern at all.
Su Hanjiang was simply imitating his senior brother Su Hanyi in taking care of Ye Wan.
In that case, I guess I should be considered a qualified master.
Ye Wan often talks in her sleep, as is her custom, and this time was no exception.
It must have been an extremely happy time in her dream; her expression was one of utter contentment.
Su Hanjiang had no intention of listening anymore; it was just a bunch of nonsensical ramblings.
Ye Wan would also talk about it when she was awake, but she would talk even more recklessly in her sleep.
I don't know what will happen to her now that she's acting like this.
Su Hanjiang felt uneasy about entrusting the task to anyone.
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