Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xuanji was so angry that she was spinning around, "No, you guys just said such cruel words?"

"I really don't understand you people. Why you have to torture each other all the time."

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.

It is said that when the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman benefits. The Hades Dragon in the background must be secretly very happy.

"That's great! In that case, my beautiful junior master, why don't you just follow me?"

"Shut up!" Xiao Jingxuan and Xuanji Shan said in unison, "You have no right to speak here!"

Chu Huaizhou said calmly: "Please transform into your true self. This face makes me upset right now."

"Oh, okay." Minglong nodded rapidly.

"You dare!" The veins on Xiao Jingxuan's temples bulged and twitched, his face turned frighteningly dark, and it also scared the dragon.

"If you dare to change back, I will let the Xuanji fan cut you into pieces and throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

"Xiao Jingxuan! What on earth has happened to you today? Are you throwing a tantrum in front of me and going crazy?"

Chu Huaizhou suddenly became angry. A hint of red unexpectedly appeared in his gentle purple eyes, and his brows were tightly knitted.

Burning with anger silently.

"I also think I might be crazy," Xiao Jingxuan lowered his head, his grievance hidden in the invisible light.

His shoulders trembled slightly, and crystal clear, salty tears flowed from the corners of his red eyes to his chin.

"Uncle Junior, you always manage to force me to lose my mind with your calm and composed appearance."

His voice was small and faint, trembling with an imperceptible sob.

The heart-wrenching feeling of brokenness poured into his ears without any explanation.

Chu Huaizhou's heart skipped a beat.

"Junior Master, I don't understand. There are clearly only two of us here," Xiao Jingxuan approached him step by step with a sense of oppression.

"Why on earth do you go to such great lengths to conceal your feelings for me? Are they embarrassing to you?"

When their bodies were almost touching, Xiao Jingxuan stopped, his pupils slightly drooping and his expression unclear.

"I just imitated you and said the same words you said. Do you feel sad?"

He stretched out his fingertips and tapped on Chu Huaizhou's left chest. His eyes narrowed slightly and his expression became inquiring.

"I'm very sad, Junior Uncle." He placed his fingers on his chest, gently stroking his heart.

"I feel like this is going to hurt like hell. It hurts a million times more than if a sharp dragon claw pierced my lower abdomen or penetrated my chest."

Xiao Jingxuan buried his head in his shoulder, as if he was a man who had been working hard for a long time and finally found a safe haven where he could hide for a lifetime.

"Uncle Junior, I want you to tell me the truth about how you feel here, and stop saying one thing and thinking another."

His low, hoarse murmur was very husky, and his icy green eyes seemed to be on fire.

It burned himself and also burned Chu Huaizhou.

Both of them were in great torment.

Chu Huaizhou felt a little overwhelmed by his gaze, so he turned his head away and said, "What else do you want me to say?"

Xiao Jingxuan stretched out his fingertips and slowly moved them from his chest to his neck, gently scraping them to the back of the sensitive earlobe.

"I want Junior Master to tell me what he really thinks of me. I want to know how Junior Master feels about me."

There was a gloomy look in his icy green eyes, his handsome features were cold, and a somewhat sickly dark light was surging in the depths of his eyes.

"Or you can be more direct. I want Junior Master to tell you that you like me and love me."

"I want you to say that you want to be with me, that you want to wear a blood-red wedding dress for me, and that you want to be my lifelong companion."

"What……?"

Chu Huaizhou stared at him coldly, as if he was shocked by this reversal. He didn't know what this man was up to and raised one of his eyebrows in confusion.

To what extent does Chu Huaizhou feel inferior, if we take this moment as an example.

He would rather suspect that Xiao Jingxuan had planned these words than to believe that these were what he really thought.

He thought hard for a long time, but couldn't figure out what the person in front of him was thinking, so he took the initiative to move closer.

She whispered in his ear, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Xiao Jingxuan, what exactly are your plans?"

"If you need my cooperation in acting, you have to let me know first. Just blink your left eye."

Xiao Jingxuan leaned down slightly, got closer to him, looked at his junior uncle's confused, bewildered, yet serious eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

After much difficulty following the script, the slow and methodical rhythm was disrupted, and Xiao Jingxuan, who was trying to imitate the male protagonist, also lost his guard.

But, having been half-heartedly pushed to this point, he no longer wanted to back down.

I might as well make things clear today. Whether I will be close to Junior Master Uncle or become strangers in the future, I will leave it to God to decide.

"Junior Master." He called him softly.

Chu Huaizhou used up the last bit of his patience and responded to him as gently as possible, "Hmm?"

"You're really acting strange today, saying some inexplicable things. Could it be... that something is possessing you?"

When he thought of this possibility, his gentle deep purple pupils constricted, and he was about to take a few steps back when Xiao Jingxuan quickly embraced him.

He fell into Xiao Jingxuan's arms, his face pressed against the boy's strong and warm chest, feeling the tremor from his heartbeat.

Chu Huaizhou's hands, which were placed behind his back, were about to curl up into chicken claws in surprise.

It felt wrong to hold the boy in his arms, but he didn't want to push him away.

After a long time, Xiao Jingxuan let him go, gently raised his hand to brush away the strands of hair on his forehead, and deliberately slid his fingertips across his cheek. The faint coolness made his face hot.

"Uncle Junior, do you really think I'm acting now?"

He gently held Chu Huaizhou's face and said, "Uncle Junior, please take a good look at me. Am I really possessed?"

After Chu Huaizhou reacted in a daze, he looked around and slapped his hand away in embarrassment and awkwardness.

"I... I don't know." He was so flustered that he was at a loss. His lips and throat were dry, and the tip of his tongue seemed to be stuck to his palate, and he was unable to speak.

Finally, she stared at him intently and said in a hoarse voice with great certainty and indifference: "But, there is something wrong with you today. Something is wrong."

"Really?" Xiao Jingxuan smiled softly, with deep affection written on every feature of his face.

As if teasing a child, he asked him in a low voice with a smile, "Little Master, what do you think is wrong with me today?"

"You talk too much." Chu Huaizhou commented succinctly, with an abnormal reddening on the tips of his ears. "And you talk nonsense without any reason."

"Uncle Junior Master, I said some stupid words before, but I didn't say anything nonsense afterwards."

Xiao Jingxuan lowered his eyes and stared at his slender and bony hands, wondering whether to hold them.

"Master Junior, I am Xiao Jingxuan. I may have had problems on any day in the past, but today I am normal and sober."

Finally, he mustered up his courage, pulled up Chu Huaizhou's hand, which was hanging naturally at his side, and rubbed it on his palm.

Chu Huaizhou curled his fingertips uncomfortably.

"Uncle Junior Master, I am pleased with you and I love you."