Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 275 Master, You Are Too Careless
Qian Zang saw that Yang Juanjuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know why he didn't say it, so he asked, "Little trouble, what do you want to say?"

"Master, you have so many banknotes, shouldn't they all be paper?"

Master can turn stones into gold and turn stones into gold.Could these banknotes be changed from paper?

Qian Zang was depressed by her words, and shook her little head: "What do you think of me as a teacher? Even if a teacher can turn paper into bank notes, I can't give you this fake one, can I?"

"Yes, Master won't lie to me. Then these are real banknotes, haha, I'm a rich man." Yang Juanjuan laughed and counted the banknotes carefully.

Thinking that it was not safe for her to take so many bank notes, she handed the bank notes to Qian Zang again, "Master, you should hold it for me. You can give it to me when you get home."

Qian Zang said yes, and put away the bank notes.

Yang Juanjuan stood up, patted his buttocks, looked at the lights in the distance energetically, and said, "Master, let's go back. Enter the foggy forest early, come out early, and go home early."

"Aren't you sad?" Qian Zang asked her uncertainly.

"I'm not sad." Yang Juanjuan shook his head firmly, "I can't change the past. What I can change is the present, so that I can do better in the future."

Qian Zang got up, first touched her little head, then held her little face, looked into her bright eyes and said, "Don't be sad, Master will take you home."

"Yeah." Yang Juan rolled his eyes and smiled, like a crescent moon in the sky.

She often smiles like this, but Qian Zang didn't pay much attention to it before, but after looking closely today, she found that she really resembles Ximen Chan when she bends her eyes and smiles.

He looked a little stunned, held her face, from eyebrows, to eyes, to nose, to mouth, and looked carefully until he saw the chin.

He pinched her chin, looked and looked, except that the chin was not quite the same, other places were a bit similar.

"Master, why do you keep looking at me?" Yang Juanjuan raised her head, her neck was sore and uncomfortable, she turned her head.

As soon as she moved, Qian Zang regained consciousness.

Looking at her again, she is her, Ximenchan is Ximenchan, they are not so alike except for their eyes.

He just had an illusion. He shook his head and looked at her with deep and confused eyes.

"Master, what's wrong with you? You look at me like you are looking at your sister. You don't think I'm her, do you?" Yang Juanjuan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Qian Zang.

Hearing that she thought she was Ximen Chan, Qian Zang woke up inexplicably, and then concealed his gaffe, squeezed her face and said, "You are so fleshy, how could you make a mistake as a teacher?"

Yang Juanjuan rubbed his face and pouted unhappily: "Master, do you think I'm fat?"

She doesn't like people saying that she is fat. Before Zhong Xiaotian said she was fat, she got angry with him.

"You're not fat, this is just right, and it's comfortable to hold." After finishing speaking, Qian Zang realized what he had said, coughed awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject.

But Yang Juanjuan couldn't hear the ambiguity in his words, and didn't know his intention to change the subject suddenly, so he said with a smile: "Master is not fat, and it's very comfortable to hold."

Qian Zang cough ah cough, little apprentice, let's not talk about this, let's change the topic.

He extinguished the bonfire in front of him with a wave of his hand, collected the things, and sacrificed the sword, and the two of them put on the sword together.

Sitting on the sword, Yang Juanjuan was still thinking about whether she was fat or not. He pinched his arm and felt that he was more fleshy than before, and came to a conclusion: "I have indeed gained flesh. When I was in the court, I had more flesh, but not fat."

When talking about the first time I went to Xiuxian Pavilion, Yang Juanjuan remembered something, looked at Qian Zang and said, "By the way, Master, when I first went to Xiuxian Pavilion, why did you call me Juansu?"

The little apprentice finally changed the subject, and a certain master burst into tears with joy.

But when did he call her Juansu?Who is Juansu?
"Did I call you?" Qian Zang asked back.

"Yes." Yang Juanjuan nodded his head, "You have called more than once. At first I thought you called someone else, but there is no one else in Miaohuadong except you."

"Really?" Qian Zang couldn't remember, maybe he called it when he was practicing.

"That's right. It's also possible that Master, you mistook me for Juansu. But Master, who is Juansu?"

Who is Juansu?He also wanted to know who Juan Su was.

Qian Zang thought, since he could call out the name Juansu, it meant he knew Juansu.Juansu might be someone he met later, could it be the one from Nantianmen?
"Master, what are you thinking?" Yang Juanjuan found that the master was distracted again, and the little hand was calling and calling in front of his eyes.

Because of Yang Juanjuan's words, Qian Zang felt that Juansu might be the name of the girl from Nantianmen, and he was excited because he knew her name.

Seeing Yang Juanjuan's little hand dangling in front of him again, he suddenly grabbed it and bit it lightly: "Don't shake it, I saw it."

Qian Zang's bite was very light, almost like a kiss.

Yang Juanjuan looked at Qian Zang in confusion: "Master, why are you kissing my hand?"

Qian Zang was shocked by her words, as if he just knew what he had done, slightly embarrassed.

Rubbing the place where she bit her hand, someone made a very lame excuse: "I accidentally touched it."

When Yang Juanjuan heard this, his eyes widened, and his eyes clearly disbelieved: "Then, Master, you are too careless."

"Cough..." Qian Zang was almost choked by her words, his face flushed slightly.

He quickly looked away, slowed down the speed of the sword, and solemnly told: "Don't tell others, do you understand?"

Yang Juanjuan was even more puzzled, "Why can't you say it? My father and mother often kiss my hand too."

"Ahem..." Qian Zang knew that Yang Juanjuan had always regarded him as her father, but when he heard her words, why did he feel so heartbroken.

Yang Juanjuan looked at Qian Zang very puzzled, wondering what happened to Master today, why is he coughing all the time, maybe he caught a cold?
She leaned in front of him, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, frowned and said, "It seems a little hot."

Qian Zang smelled her unique smell, one after another picture passed through his mind, he kissed her, hugged her, saw her...

His heart beat a little fast, and he couldn't hear what she said, but he saw her touch his forehead and his forehead.

When her gentle little hand touched his forehead, he felt a warm current flow over his body, very comfortable!
She is his apprentice, and he still has someone he likes, how could he feel this way about her.

Thinking of the person he likes, he suddenly backed away for a long distance, and almost fell off the sword.

(End of this chapter)