Chapter 431: It’s hard to stop the anger in the heart
More than just a rogue, when she was a child and she was ignorant, she made him really angry several times, and each time he said he would take a ruler to cut off her legs and imprison her in a I reflect on myself in a quiet room and never let it out again.
She always showed fear, but secretly she was looking forward to it.
Because he spends most of his day practicing alone in a quiet room.
Never let it out again...
What a luxurious punishment.
But every time...he just talks.
She knew that he was actually reluctant to let go.
After all, a master who waited patiently and waited for her to ask her where the knot in her heart was, and then pretended not to care, but in fact patiently and gently unraveled the knots in her heart one by one, was what made her like this. A person I love.
Feng Luo was speechless.
He was so tired that he placed the willow leaves he had been playing with for a long time on the green silk, and this time he really fell asleep.
Aluo thought that green leaf was very beautiful, just like her master.
She was determined to be evil, and slowly lifted herself up from the spring water, and carefully picked the green leaf with slightly wet fingertips.
It doesn't matter.
It's just a green leaf. Even if she doesn't take it, it will be stolen by those unintentional breezes who don't know how to cherish it.
In this case, it would be better for her to pick and store it for the rest of her life.
She looked at the calm faces of Qingye and her master who were getting closer and closer, and for a moment she couldn't tell which one she wanted to pick and hide.
The fingertips finally touched the green leaf.
She slowly closed her eyes and suppressed the charm in her heart.
That’s good.
Don't be greedy.
She once lost everything and knew that if she was greedy, things that did not belong to her would become sand between her fingers.
Just collect one leaf.
The patter of rain.
A heavy rain fell from the sky at some point.
The rain quickly soaked their clothes and hair. She suddenly opened her eyes and was about to raise her hand to create a barrier to stop the rain.
A raindrop...
It happened to be along the hair on his forehead, moistening his breath and touching her fingertips, slightly cold and cool.
She lowered her head slightly, looked at her fingertips, and slowly drew a thin pale line on her lips.
The cold rain and his breath mixed together, like a newly brewed poison.
Or maybe it could be said that the man in front of her who was so close but could never be picked off was her poison, which had long been absorbed in her fatal place and there was no cure.
Slower.
Don’t be greedy.
Don’t be greedy...
But how can you not be greedy!
How could the fire in my heart be stopped by the heavy rain?
Fang Geyu felt his heart skip a beat as he watched the darkness and madness rising in her eyes.
"Master?" She made a beautiful swirl on the green leaves in her hand, disappeared, and then whispered.
She knew that if he was awake, he would respond.
There is peace beside the spring.
She also knew that his master slept for a very short time, only one hour every day, so every time he fell asleep, he was very deep, especially when he fell asleep when he was tired, and would be difficult to wake up except for the sound of thunder.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but thank her master for her strict father.
The willow catkins fluttered in the rain curtain, and the sound of thousands of leaves shattered the hazy skylight over the pond.
The green silk fabrics were loose and scattered, and they were tightly grasped by her slightly sweaty hands. Aluo leaned forward cautiously but boldly, and her soft and thin lips fell on the corners of his eyes. between.
"Master..." His lips brushed against the corners of his eyes and fell on his ears, whispering softly: "If you don't speak, the disciple will continue to play tricks on the Master..."< br>
Completely different from the rogue just now, the word rogue now is full of pink and ambiguous meaning.
When she received no response, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and then she easily occupied his lips.
The fingertips resting on Qing Xiu suddenly tightened, and one could see the shattering and great satisfaction in her heart at that moment.
From the beginning of careful testing, gentle to the bone, to the subsequent uncontrollable suppression, it was just a matter of competing with each other for a moment.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The tired birds returned to the forest, and their crows disturbed the sound of the rain.
She was so happy that she licked the corners of her master's lips with unfinished content, and then slowly separated from him.
Aluo stretched out very satisfied and contentedly. Just as he was about to knead the moisture from Master's body, his eyes suddenly froze.
On the cold spring water surface that was disturbed by the falling rain, at some point, there was a tall reflection standing with an umbrella.
Yun Rong looked calmly at the enchanting woman on the other side of the spring bank.
The reason why she is enchanting is not only because she looks beautiful and enchanting, but also because she is not wearing any clothes at the moment.
The body soaked by the rain is extremely white and beautiful, like a jade stone bathed in the light of the sky. The dark and slightly curly hair sticks to her bare shoulders and slender back, black and white but seductive. Extremely human. Therefore, it is extremely enchanting.
But this enchanting woman has no color on her face at this moment.
Yunrong held a green bamboo bone umbrella and held a three-layer food box in her hand. She looked at the moisture on Arao's lips, like two tender petals that had just received dew, and looked away again. Her sword master husband’s lips were slightly red and swollen, then he nodded and said calmly: “I’m here to deliver meals.”
Fang Geyu was speechless and had no idea.
Witch Aluo did not answer.
She silently picked up the clothes on the bluestone and dressed neatly and meticulously. In front of Yun Rong, she looked dignified and more like a qualified disciple. There was no disrespect or squeamishness in her eyes. people.
She knelt on the ground and let the wet mud stain her long dress: "Disciple, see Master."
Fang Geyu thought to himself that at this time, the heroine who appeared last would definitely sneer. He raised his eyes mockingly and said, "Master's Wife? Do you also know that I am your Master's Wife?"
I never thought that this Yun Rong was really different. The first thing he said was: "How is Arao's recovery from his wound?"
Is now the time to care about the wound?
The stiffness in Witch A'luo's eyes dissipated little by little, but her face was still pale. She responded: "I'm fine."
Yun Rong was very generous: "Get up. . ”
Then she really got up.
Neither of them mentioned what happened just now.
Yunrong's posture is so elegant that it is called "generous and decent".
Aluo's attitude is so good that it can be called "honest and unashamed".
Master Yunrong stepped into the rain and crossed the spring, completing the unfinished water-avoiding spell for A-Rao, evaporating the water from her husband's body, and blocking the rain from the sky.
She stood under the tree and was silent for a moment, the atmosphere was subtly awkward.
The rain came and went quickly.
There is a clear and moist atmosphere in the forest.
Yunrong put away the umbrella and stretched out a palm towards Aluo.
Aluo's heart suddenly seemed to be tightened by a thin and sharp thread, and the pain was extremely painful: "Master's wife... do you also like Liuye?"
Yunrong was startled. , puzzled: "Willow leaves?"
A'luo's heart suddenly dropped into her stomach. She thought that she was indeed worthy of the sword-crazy Yunrong. Sure enough, in her eyes, picking leaves was just as simple as picking leaves.
How can people who are not in the mood to love understand this.
She rejoiced feebly, and realized what she was asking for, so she dried the wet green silk water in her hand using Taoism and handed it to her.
Yunrong knelt down, put the green silk cloth between the man's eyes again, and then reached out to carefully brush off his messy clothes.
After doing this, she squatted on the ground and stared at her husband's red lips for a while. Her Taoist heart was as solid as a rock, and she felt a little confused for a moment.
She is obsessed with swordsmanship and doesn't pay much attention to other things. As the wife of the sect leader, she encounters some troublesome and trivial things that are difficult to deal with on weekdays. She just casually mentions it to her husband, and his husband can arrange it perfectly. proper.
But now, can she still mention this matter to her husband?
Why did no one tell her when she got married that being a master's wife was such a headache?
Sure enough, there are many trivial things in the world, but they are not as simple as a sword.
Just when she really didn’t know how to deal with the matter, her young disciple who had been silent for a long time finally spoke up: "Master's wife."
Yun Rongxin said, are you trying to defend yourself?
But I saw it clearly just now, and there was no way the sword cultivator’s eyes were delusional.
But since you want to explain something, I would just like to listen to you.
If the excuse is reasonable, she will not make it more difficult.
After all, this is his most beloved disciple.
"Just now, I secretly kissed Master."
How can you be so honest! ! !
Yun Rong: "..."
"Just now, I secretly rubbed Master's waist. It felt pretty good."
Do you still want to tell her your feelings? !
That's too much! ! !
I really can’t help you little thing if I don’t teach you a lesson.
"Disciple knows I was wrong."
Yun Rong: "???"
Are you so quick to admit your mistakes?
She suddenly felt helpless.
"So..." A'luo said unreasonably and confidently: "Can you please pretend that you didn't see it?"
Even Yun Rong, who has an indifferent temperament, was speechless for a while. My throat was so full that I couldn't swallow it.
She had never seen such a shameless person.
Aluo was extremely sincere again: "I really know I made a mistake, and I won't do it again next time."
Yun Rong thought about it carefully. Although her request sounded very rude, there seemed to be no better solution besides this.
She rubbed the center of her brows and said: "After the injury is healed, go back and copy the Jingxin Jue a hundred times."
"Yes, Master Wife."
(End of this chapter)