The force used to restrain the midfielder didn't seem as strong as usual.
The body in my arms was much stiffer than usual.
Gu Xingyun's eyes were in a panic, but he forced himself to return to normal after just a moment.
Even if I have some guesses in my mind, I still want to try again.
He casually pulled over the white robe in the corner, his tone unchanged: "I just remembered that Master also chose this one yesterday, but didn't have time to wear it. How about wearing this today? Or do you want to wear nothing at all?"
The robe in his hand was the same style that Yan Huailiu often wore when he first came here that year.
Ever since True Man Yuqing left, Yan Huailiu hated this kind of clothes the most. He hated it so much that he would kick Baili Changhuan a few times when he saw him dressed like this.
Yesterday, he just accidentally picked up the clothes in his hand, and Yan Huailiu grabbed it and threw it to the ground.
But this time...
The clothes handed over were grasped tightly in his hands, and upon closer inspection, his fingertips were faintly trembling.
Gu Xingyun lowered his eyes: "So Master wants to wear clothes today, then let's go."
He finally woke up.
I also learned to act.
I would rather choose disgusting clothes than be carried home naked.
His master really is... as concerned about face as ever.
Since the master wants to perform, he, as his disciple, has to accompany him.
Gu Xingyun pretended that he hadn't noticed anything, but he had made up his mind: this time he would never give this person any chance to renege on his debt.
Since his master didn't refuse immediately, don't blame him for being too demanding.
Gu Xingyun carried Yan Huailiu out and pinched him deliberately. He could clearly feel that Yan Huailiu was frightened.
He tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, so that Yan Huailiu could not see his expression at the moment.
"Master seems to have gained some weight. He has finally gained some flesh."
Yan Huailiu was so ashamed and angry that he wished he could bite off Gu Xingyun's neck and die with him!
He knew that if he missed the best opportunity to explain, he would be faced with endless embarrassment!
No, this can't go on. He must find an opportunity to speak.
Otherwise it would definitely be more embarrassing.
Can someone come and save him? !
Why did he wake up? Help!
Gu Xingyun had previously treated this man as a child, and even when they were occasionally intimate, he still had some intention of coaxing a child.
But now…
The unequal pampering instantly transformed into the interest of two adults, and his long-dormant naughty mind became active again.
"Master, why didn't you take the initiative to kiss me today? Are you still angry? Speaking of which, Master's kissing skills are really good. Every time, he can make this disciple breathless."
Yan Huailiu's jaw dropped.
But the disciple was still whispering in his ear: "Master is so thin, but so strong. I can't push him away... It seems that I must practice diligently in the future, so that I won't be pinned to the bed and bullied by Master next time..."
Pressed on the bed...bullied...
Yan Huailiu's head was buzzing, he was so embarrassed that his scalp was numb and his hands and feet were limp.
Gu Xingyun's eyes were full of smiles, and he hugged his arms tighter.
Very good, Master didn’t kill him with a slap, nor did he beat him to death with a whip.
This is still his good master.
"Alas... Junior Uncle-Master said today that I shouldn't be so obedient to Master, as it's ruining the reputation of Yuxu Sect. He also said that when Master recovers, he will be the first to break my legs."
Gu Xingyun stretched out his hand to rub the back of Yan Huailiu's neck, smiling so hard that his eyes curved into crescents, but his voice was full of grievance: "It was obviously Master who took the initiative to pester this disciple. This disciple has been hugging you so much these past few days that his arms are almost broken. If Junior Uncle breaks his legs again, how will he live in the future~"
When children grow up, they can tell all kinds of nonsense.
But Yan Huailiu was still shaken.
My own eldest disciple seems to be really pitiful?
Inside the hot spring, the disciples who were cleaning just came out. When they saw them, they stuttered: "Gu, Gu Senior Brother, you are here today too, carrying the Sect Master."
Gu Xingyun nodded calmly: "Well, you guys go and get busy. Come back to clean up tomorrow morning."
"Yes, yes, then Senior Brother Gu, we will not disturb you and the Sect Master..."
Those two little disciples ran away faster than anyone else.
Yan Huailiu buried his face in Gu Xingyun's neck the whole time, too embarrassed to look up.
Why are these young disciples so calm? Are they used to this posture?
Before sending Yan Huai into exile, Gu Xingyun bit his tongue hard and finally suppressed his smile.
He has been living in fear for so long, it's time to reap some benefits.
As soon as Yan Huailiu touched the soft couch, he immediately loosened his arms without stopping for a second.
Gu Xingyun raised the corner of his lips slightly. With his master's acting skills, only he was willing to play along.
He pretended not to notice and squatted down to untie Yan Huailiu's clothes: "Master, no fooling around today, understand? This clothes is dirty, you can only go into the water after taking it off, otherwise it will stick to your body and it will be very uncomfortable."
Yan Huailiu's face twitched and he subconsciously reached out to stop it.
Gu Xingyun's next words instantly stopped him.
"I'm very tired today, so I won't play the game of kissing each time I take off a piece of clothing with Master, okay? Master always kisses me for a long time before he's willing to take off his clothes..."
?
Yan Huailiu took a deep breath, unable to believe his ears.
Is he ill or possessed by evil spirits?
No one has ever told me that he would act so wild when he's not in his right mind!
Could it be, could it be because he has read too much unofficial history of the Yuxu Sect?
But he had only read half of it! Had he already started to imitate it?
Gu Xingyun's hands were shaking from trying to hold back his laughter, and he stripped Yan Huailiu as quickly as possible.
After all, he is so thin-skinned that he still remembers to leave people some underwear.
"Master, come, I'll carry you in." Gu Xingyun stood up with a smile.
Yan Huailiu raised his arms towards him almost subconsciously.
They were both stunned at the same time.
Gu Xingyun's brows softened. He bent down, picked him up, and gently kissed him on the face: "Master, you are so good today."
He really likes it.
I like it so much that I'm going crazy.
I like Yan Huailiu who still habitually relies on me when he is sober.
Yan Huailiu wished he could sink to the bottom of the water.
Help, this is so embarrassing!
Why on earth would he stretch out his arms?
Why aren't his arms working as he wants them?
Why hasn't anyone come to rescue him yet?
Gu Xingyun saw the expression on his face, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to take off his clothes and entered the pool together.
After returning to Yuxu Sect, he never did anything too out of line. Even when helping Yan Huailiu change clothes and take a bath, he did it in a proper manner.
But this time…
Gu Xingyun's eyes darkened for a moment.
Maybe this was the last time they would have such close contact, and he didn't want to miss it.
The water splashed on Yan Huailiu's face. He wanted to retreat in panic, but froze the moment he saw Gu Xingyun's body.
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