Fulilian: Becomes a disciple of Celia at the beginning

"For example, clothes, socks, and so on. I promise to keep them well!"

"do not want!"

This time, the elf's tone of refusal was unusually firm.

Based on Isaiah's understanding of her disciples, if her things really fell into Gut's hands, there was no doubt that they would be used for strange things.

Hearing that Gut was decisively rejected, Xinmeier and Haita laughed without hesitation. For a moment, the living room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The small gathering among a few people gradually came to an end in such a relaxed atmosphere.

In the end, everyone finished their plates, except Haita, who had a pile of broccoli and carrots on his plate.

Gut couldn't help but smile after taking a look, recalling that it was mentioned in the comics that the monk Haita was actually quite picky about food.

After the party, Gut wanted to help clean up the table, but was rejected by the two.

With the farewell of Xinmeier and the drunken and staggering [Holy Metropolitan Bishop] Haita, Master and disciple Gut walked out the door.

Seeing that Gut and Celie's faces were flushed from drinking, Xinmei couldn't help but feel a little worried. He asked if he should help them call a carriage to take them back to the hotel.

Gut was still relatively conscious. He glanced at the teacher beside him. The elf's face was extremely calm, and he didn't even show any signs of talking too much after drinking. It seemed that he didn't drink too much.

"No need, uncle. The teacher and I can just walk back."

"Yeah." The elf nodded in cooperation, indicating that he was fine.

"That's good." The brave man was relieved to see that the master and disciple were in good condition. After watching them walk away, he turned around and went back to his residence to clean up the mess.

On the other side, on the streets of the Holy City.

"Teacher, this dinner with the brave uncle and the others was quite enjoyable. Let's get together again before we leave."

"Okay." The elf nodded and responded briefly.

After discussing with the teacher, Gut called up the system interface and browsed the entry he had just copied from Xinmeier. He planned to activate it after returning to the room tonight to see how much bonus this talent entry could provide him.

However, when Gut focused his attention on the system interface, the elf beside him began to shake unconsciously.

Although she could still walk in a straight line, the amplitude of her swaying became larger and larger.

Until, a gentle breeze blew in the holy city at night.

"Puff-thump-"

His right shoulder suddenly sank, his body tensed up, and he reacted by dodging half a step.

But after reacting and seeing what was about to fall, Gut quickly reached out and hugged the elf before it fell.

"Teacher? Teacher?"

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah." The elf hummed again and confirmed, but this time the elf finally said a few more words.

"Gute, you don't have to hold me up."

"Just help me straighten the path, I can walk on my own."

Gut:.

Damn it, the grape juice brewed by Haita has a low alcohol content, but the breeze in the Holy City is about 30 or 40 degrees.

Gut let go of Celia slightly and wanted to observe her for a while, but he saw the elf swaying in place and was about to be thrown over his shoulders by the breeze of the holy city.

Seeing this, Gut could no longer just stand by and watch, so he simply held the elf's waist with one hand and the leg with the other, and picked up the princess.

Fortunately, Haita's residence was located in the core area of ​​the Holy City. Gut stood on the side of the road for a while and then hailed a carriage over.

"Hey, sir, where are you going?"

The driver took one look at the drunk lady in Gut's arms, and since Gut's destination was a hotel, he smiled meaningfully and quoted a fare that was much more expensive than usual. He had obviously misunderstood Gut's motives and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to rip him off.

However, Gut was too lazy to argue with the coachman over a silver coin, so he simply paid the fare according to his offer and carried the elf into the carriage.

“Tap-tap-tap-”

Due to the city's rule prohibiting galloping, the carriage's speed was not very fast. It was just that the carriage's shock-absorbing facilities were too rough and simple, or in other words, almost non-existent.

Therefore, the actual riding experience is not comfortable. The bumps on the road and even a splashed stone can be felt by the passengers.

inside the carriage.

The elf that Gut had originally placed next to him was also shaken and fell down during the movement of the carriage.

Feeling the intensity of the shaking, Gut simply stopped thinking about letting the teacher sit, and instead leaned to one side, leaving space for the elf to lie down.

Amidst the bumpy ride, Celie unconsciously curled up her body, making her already petite figure appear even smaller.

At this moment, Gut could finally freely appreciate his teacher's peaceful sleeping face and even breathing, and even reach out his hand.

Use your fingertips to gently scratch the elf's long and narrow ears.

Although, even when the teacher is awake, he usually won't refuse such a request.

But now, the one he was touching was the drunken Celie, an elf who didn't know how to resist, wasn't allowed to resist, and couldn't resist. Instead, there was an intoxicating sense of guilt, quite exciting.

But, let’s stop here.

After satisfying his bad habit a little, Gut retracted his fingers, leaned against the carriage and silently started to moan.

Not to mention, just looking at her sleeping face at this moment, I still feel that Celie is somewhat gentle.

He didn't maintain the dignity he usually did in front of his disciples, nor would he pin himself to the wall with just a glance.

If such tenderness could last forever... No, forget it, that kind of elf would not be Celie.

That's it.

Now, I am lucky enough to be able to enjoy this tenderness alone.

Then take this opportunity to convert as many images as possible into memories so that they can exist in your memory for a long time.

Soon after, the carriage stopped in front of the inn.

Inside the carriage, Gut patted the elf's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"Teacher, we're home."

"Hmm." The elf was still lying on the seat, recovering only with a faint nasal sound.

Gut couldn't help but smile, and reached out to pull the elf up. Since he would need his hands free to open the door later, Gut simply carried Celia down on his back.

However, when Gut, carrying the elf on his back, climbed the stairs of the hostel, pushed open the door of the hostel, and used the key to open the teacher's door, the elf on his back suddenly repeated a word.

"go home."

"Well, teacher, we are going home."

Chapter 119: Restoration

"hiss--"

"You're crushing me."

The next day, early morning.

The morning sun streamed into Celie's room, but from inside the room came a voice mixed with sleepiness.

After hearing this, a hint of amusement flashed in Celie's golden eyes, and her footwork became even more vigorous.

"Oh?"

"I pressed it, so what?"

"Well"

"That's cool."

"If possible, could you please move your feet a little lower?"

The elf sitting on the edge of the bed glanced down at the disciple's lower abdomen that he had accidentally stepped on, and instantly understood what part was further down.

Immediately, he kicked the disciple who slept under his bed last night away, then walked down from the bed on the open space.

Seeing that the teacher had gone to wash up, Gut simply stopped staying there. After getting up from the ground, he stretched his stiff waist a few times and also tidied up the bed he had made on the floor last night.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom.

The elf standing in front of the mirror looked up and down at the clothes on his body.

Although both the top and bottom are intact, even if there are a few wrinkles, they are probably caused by the restlessness when I sleep.

but.

Even though Celie still trusted Gut in this matter, she was still a little worried.

After hesitating for a few moments, the elf finally released a magic spell on itself.

As the magical power quickly enveloped her entire body, it faded away after a moment, and several faint fluorescent lights appeared on Celie's body.

This special detection magic can use fluorescence to mark traces of other people's touch within a short period of time.

You can tell at a glance whether Gut did something strange while he was unconscious.

Fortunately, the test results were not what Celie was unwilling to face.

From top to bottom, there were only a few traces of fluorescent reactions on the elf's body. Judging from the location and intensity of the fluorescence, it was probably accidentally rubbed by the disciple when he was sending himself back.

However, there is no fluorescent reaction on the sensitive parts of women.

Standing in front of the mirror, Celie seemed to suddenly remember something and opened her mouth to take a look.

Fortunately, there was no fluorescence in the mouth either.

It seemed that this disciple of his behaved quite gentlemanly and did not do anything inappropriate.

Apart from

On my ears, the fluorescent light was bright enough to be used as a light bulb.

Looking at his glowing green ears in the mirror, the elf smiled helplessly, reached out to wipe off the fluorescent marks on his body, and began to wash with peace of mind.

While washing off the lingering smell of alcohol from last night's dinner, he was also lamenting his own carelessness.

Losing consciousness due to drunkenness, such a low-level mistake actually happened to me?