He took a clean handkerchief and helped Yan Huailiu wipe his hands: "Disciple doesn't mind these, I'm used to it. Master, don't take it to heart. Disciple has thick skin and can bear it."
If that time really comes, Gu Xingyun hopes that he will hit him as hard as possible.
This way you will have a reason to get it back somewhere else.
Gu Xingyun was knocked back half a step. He was stunned for a moment and reached out to hug the person in his arms.
"Master, what's wrong?" He gently stroked Yan Huailiu's long hair and asked softly.
"I just want to hug you." Yan Huailiu quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and when he let go again, he had a smiling face.
"I like you, too."
He said this.
"Disciple knows."
Gu Xingyun responded with a smile.
A roar came from outside the courtyard: "Master Yan—are you there? Can I come in—it's very important! Very—cough cough cough, Master Yan!"
Yan Huailiu pointed at Gu Xingyun's eyes, and the latter immediately took out his hairband and wrapped it around his head, saying tactfully, "Disciple will wait here for Master to come back."
"Be good, I'll tell them not to come and disturb you." Yan Huailiu patted his arm.
Just as she was about to leave, Gu Xingyun grabbed her wrist.
"Master, don't be afraid, I will always be waiting here."
Yan Huailiu's initially nervous mood instantly calmed down, and he looked at Gu Xingyun with extremely gentle eyes: "I know."
Outside the courtyard, Palace Master Murong was pacing anxiously, "You haven't put on your clothes yet? Oh, look at this, it's not easy to just go in. I can't shout anymore, you guys take turns shouting!"
Several elders resigned themselves to their fate and began to clear their throats. Before they even opened their mouths, Yan Huailiu walked out.
Palace Master Murong ran over immediately.
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