Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 53

As soon as the little mouth was flattened, he sobbed choked up, tears rolled in his eyes, his hands grabbed the fabric around his waist, and he squatted on his body.

The delicate white chin was slightly lowered, eyes were drooping, tears silently fell on him, and on the back of the hand that was holding the fabric around his waist.

If you want to say what Chu Chenzhi is most afraid of, the disciple's tears are definitely one thing, watching it makes your heart hurt, and you can't breathe, even if it is not his fault, these are no longer important at the moment.

All the emotions were melted into a pool of water by the hot tears, and he raised his hand to wipe the tear stains from the corners of her eyes.

His tone softened, "Don't cry, you will not be punished as a teacher."

After saying that, he rubbed her trembling body in his arms, and comforted the sleeping point on the back of her neck. Seeing her close her eyes, leaning on his shoulder and falling asleep, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he accidentally pulled the bite wound on his neck and wiped it with his hand. The little tiger teeth were still sharp and bleeding.

Carefully put the person on the bed, take off the outer shirt and shoes and socks, loosen the black hair on one end, and then bring warm water to wipe the red eyes and face from crying, and finally apply some spirit dew and pearl ointment, otherwise the little disciple will die tomorrow. When I woke up, my face definitely felt uncomfortable, and I was about to make a fuss again.

Finally, cover the quilt and pinch the corners of the quilt, so that you can sit on the soft bed not far from the window and meditate.

After all, it was the first time she was drunk, so she was still worried about leaving her alone.

It has to be said that Chu Chen still had foresight, because before the time for a stick of incense, the effect of the sleeping point passed, the person on the bed started kicking the quilt wildly, and almost rolled onto the bed.

Fortunately, Chu Chenzhi teleported there in time, but he hugged him again and didn't let go.

He also arched his heart, causing his heart to beat a little faster. Afraid of waking her up, he had no choice but to hit her sleeping point again.

Only then did he settle down, rearranged his sleeping position, covered the quilt, thought for a while, and instead of going back to the window and limp, he sat directly on the side of the bed, lest he, a fool, would roll and fall down again.

But is the bed a bit small?
That's right, the little apprentice has grown up, so it seems that he needs to change the bed, but Qingyu wood is rare in the world, and he got it by accident when the little apprentice sleeps. Well, it seems that Queen Mother Tosi helped to find it.

After all, this Qingyu wood is a treasure for reassuring the soul and rejuvenating the gods. Even the Soul-fixing Clock can't compare to it. The little apprentice was born lacking a spirit. After all these years, he knows what he lacks. After that ray of soul, he has no clue, no progress, and can only rely on this Qingyu wood.

As long as the other six souls are stable, he will have a way to let this stupid boy hide from the way of heaven when he ascends to the heavenly calamity, and become a fairy with a crippled body.

When Chu Xiaotao woke up the next day, she saw her master sitting on her bed with disheveled hair and a moon-white shirt, and she was almost scared out of her wits.

"Hi..." My heart choked up.

Those tightly closed black eyes slowly opened, and with a movement of fingertips, the window not far away slowly opened.

The warm wind in the afternoon, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms, was blown by the wind along with the pink petals, and fell onto the small table on the window sill. On the back of the hand, the fingertips moved slightly, and turned his head away.

"woke up?"

Under the sun, Chu Chenzhi's face seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, making it look sacred and inviolable, but what Chu Xiaotao paid attention to was the dark cloud-like eyes under his calm voice.

And... the marks on his neck bitten by himself.

(End of this chapter)