I stared at his face, and after a while, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed, tilted his body and turned to look away, reached out and touched his face, just as his fingertips touched the place where I had just splashed my hot tea. I stared at it, and there was another twitch in my chest, which was really in response to the words of a thief.

"No, no."

I shook my head at him, and quickly turned my head away to show him that I really didn't see anything.

"No, then what are you staring at the teacher's face?"

After a while, he said in a slightly complaining voice.

There was sympathy in your eyes, and it made my body shiver. If you can let your apprentice look at it with a pitiful face, it is really hard for the teacher to imagine how embarrassed he will be in your eyes at this moment. ”

Hearing this, I shook my head and said, "Not embarrassed, not embarrassed." Master has never been embarrassed. "Actually, I'm the one who has been embarrassed all along.

"Then what are you staring at the teacher's face?"

He continued to ask, quite a tendency to break the casserole and ask to the end.

Looking at his gloomy face, I thought about whether I should say something nice to please him, and after weighing it in my heart, I slowly spoke: "Master has changed his clothes today, Xiaoyu feels that today's master looks more majestic and imposing than the previous master." ”

"Oh?" He glanced over, his eyes were rippling, and he said with a smile: "Who are you playing with when you come to Lingyun Mountain for a few months?" After a few months, you have learned to bluff and fool your teacher with these rhetoric, which is really surprising to your teacher. ”

Sweet talk? Fool? How is this possible.

Hearing him say this, I was a little unhappy, and retorted to him in a low voice: "What Xiaoyu said is the truth, not rhetoric. Master, haven't you always liked to hear people praise you for your good looks and say that you are majestic? There is also a master who likes to hold grudges, but he doesn't like to hold grudges. Master will be stingy, but not angry. The master is not very competent as the master, but he is quite competent as the master. Master likes to be a picky eater, and Master also likes to look at beautiful little girls......"

Unconsciously, I accidentally leaked all the little secrets about him hidden in my heart.

"Who taught you this?"

Suddenly, his face sank and he asked.

"Who taught it?" I blinked and looked at him with a puzzled expression, "Master, what do you want to know about this?" It doesn't matter who taught Xiaoyu, the important Xiaoyu now knows what Master likes. ”

"Do you say it or don't you say it?"

He grimaced, and asked me again. The voice sounded like it was squeezing out of the gap between the teeth. I feel like I've him off today. But it can't be! In the past, he didn't care much about this, and when the ancient ink god in the world was treating him coldly, he didn't get angry. When he was in the Beauty Pavilion, when Gu Daxian was sarcastic and sneering at him, he didn't care! Although, in the end, he defeated others with his cheeky skills, but he never got angry from beginning to end.

I am saying these things today only to please him. said a nice sentence or two, and even angered him, who am I messing with?

"Say, Who taught you these words?

He glanced at me with displeasure in his eyes.

I buried my head and whispered, "I can't say it, I can't say it." Xiao Yu promised to lose his senior brother three times, and this matter must not be known to the third person. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Lan Duoer in front of him suddenly laughed out loud.

"Little junior brother, you are really cute and tight."

As she spoke, she reached out and covered her mouth and began to laugh.

"Cute?"

Where did this come from, I felt that there was something inexplicable about what she said. Turning his head to look at Zilian, he wanted to ask him why, but he found that his face was still tight and gloomy just now, and at this moment, a smile also bloomed.

He lowered his voice and said, "Hehe...... Senior Brother Sanlo, it turned out to be the bastard of Sanlo. ”

"Alright."

He raised his eyes and looked at me, and said, "Copy a hundred articles of the "Cultivation of Immortals" tonight. ”

"Copying again?"

"Hmm!" He nodded and said, "If one is too little, you can also choose to copy two hundred times." ”

"Forget it, just a hundred times." I replied sullenly.

Every time I make him angry, the punishment I get will be to copy "Xiuxian Lu", and now I am used to it. However, sometimes I can't help but wonder if I write down all the oral decisions and cultivation techniques on that "Record of Cultivating Immortals", will one day I also become an immortal like him.

However, it seems unlikely. I am a demon myself, how can I become an immortal, unless, unless...... It seems that there is no unless.

"Doer."

Purple Lotus didn't raise her head, and called out Lan Duo'er's name.

"Yes, Uncle Master."

Fairy Landor took a few more steps forward, and stood smoothly closer to me. Across the rosewood table in front of Zilian and Zilian, she blinked at Ben Xiaoyu with a blushing face.

"Uh......"

The place I was standing in looked a little unsafe. He smiled at her, but took a few steps back and stood in a place that he thought was relatively safe.

"Little fish."

Zilian put down the teacup in her hand, as if she hadn't noticed my small movements, her fingers lightly buckled on the teacup, and the brows that were still comfortable just now were wrinkled together again for a while. He pursed his thin lips, took a cup of tea on the table, drank it, turned his head to look at me, and motioned with his eyes for me to come over and pour him tea.

I was a little embarrassed, and glanced at Lan Duoer, who was looking forward to me on the side, and then at Zilian, who sank her face because she didn't drink tea, and looked at me with an expression of 'you have no conscience'. At this time, I had no choice but to rush forward.

He brought the teacup from front of him, poured a full cup of water, and reached out and brought it to him. When I was about to send it to him, I hesitated, and looked at his face uncontrollably, seeing the face that I had accidentally splashed with hot tea just now, although at this moment, the red spot on his face had disappeared, but now I still have palpitations when I think of the incident just now.

"Master, please have tea."

Slowing down, I carefully placed the teacup in front of him, and when I saw him nod slightly, I turned around and took a few steps back to stand aside.