Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

The muscles on both sides of Chu Huaizhou's cheeks were a little tense, with two faint blushes on his face, and it seemed that heat was coming out of his head.

My heart was beating fast, my brain went blank for a moment, and my eyes were filled with a beautiful and hazy spring scene.

He tried to calm down, restrain himself and stay clear-headed, his eyes drawn to Xiao Jingxuan.

"Uncle Junior Master, speak..."

Xiao Jingxuan has deep eyes and handsome features, exuding a cold, wild and charming aura.

His voice was deep and hoarse, and the low sound had a lazy tail.

He looked at him, his narrow eyes filled with endless affection and a faint gleam of a morbid dark light that had been suppressed.

At this moment, Chu Huaizhou finally understood that all the seriousness, respect, courtesy, and restraint were just a disguise!

"But there is only one room and one bed in Fuguang Hall for sleeping. You have nowhere to sleep."

Xiao Jingxuan chuckled and raised one of his eyebrows, leaning forward slightly to look at him, "Don't you want to sleep in the same bed with me, Junior Master?"

He spoke the last few words softly and slowly, with graceful and melodious voice, like the seven strings of a zither, captivating people's hearts.

Seeing that no one answered, he deliberately repeated it again like a masochist, "Hmm? Junior Master? Don't you want to sleep in the same bed with me?"

Chu Huaizhou felt so ashamed and angry at his question. Besides shame, he also felt fear and terror of the unknown about sex.

A mixture of emotions surged in his heart, causing him to instantly burst out with amazing arm strength, and he violently pushed Xiao Jingxuan away.

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran. He ran very fast, his black hair fluttering, his white clothes fluttering, and the thick snow was raised.

Xiao Jingxuan staggered after being pushed by him, lowered his head and smiled helplessly, then raised his eyelids to look at his junior uncle who was fleeing in a panic.

He murmured to himself, "Am I too impatient? But it has been half a month since I expressed my feelings."

Xiao Jingxuan came back from the Netherworld Sea in a coma, with many wounds on his body caused by the Nether Dragon, and he was in a coma for more than half a month.

He kicked the snow in annoyance, kicking out the black stones from the pure white, and then crushed them into pieces with a little force on his toes.

"Young Master's reaction is still so big, why is it?"

"Did I say something wrong? Sleeping in the same bed doesn't mean we have to do that."

"Could it be that... Junior Master Uncle didn't believe me and thought I wanted to have sex with him, so he ran away without answering me?"

Chu Huaizhou was determined and had no intention of looking back. He ran straight into the house.

Without giving myself time to hesitate, I slammed the door shut, and some of the snow under the eaves fell off.

Xiao Jingxuan hesitated, but still walked under the eaves, in front of the door, and lightly rested his forehead against the wooden door.

He could almost guess that the junior master must be leaning against the door at this moment, breathing heavily.

"Junior Master, you may have misunderstood." Xiao Jingxuan spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

"What I mean by sharing a bed is very different from having sex. I just want to sleep next to Junior Master."

The voice coming from the crack in the door sounded muffled and faintly aggrieved.

Chu Huaizhou realized that he was overthinking. He leaned his back against the door, his ears suddenly turned red, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

A hint of panic quickly emerged in his indifferent eyes. He closed his eyes lightly, trying to calm himself down.

He coughed softly, pretending to be deep and said slowly: "The sergeant has a different bed, the sergeant has a different quilt, take medicine and wrap yourself up a hundred times, it's better to sleep alone."

Xiao Jingxuan naturally didn't understand these cryptic words, but from the tone, he could understand what his junior uncle meant.

If Chu Huaizhou agreed, he would not deliberately quote these words from ancient books to persuade him.

Xiao Jingxuan lowered his eyes and stared at his toes, "Oh, I understand what Junior Master meant."

"It's getting late, and it's been snowing recently. It's freezing cold after nightfall. Junior Master, go to bed early."

He hesitated at the door for a moment before whispering, "I'll go back first."

Chu Huaizhou inside the door was still immersed in the chaos and palpitations of war, with the only sound of his own violent heartbeat in his ears.

But his expression was rather cold; the evening glow against the white snow made his elegant figure stand out.

The phoenix eyes, which were filled with the sunset glow, were filled with a gentle brightness that neutralized some of the panic.

There was no movement outside the door, and Chu Huaizhou didn't know that Xiao Jingxuan had already left.

He bit his back teeth, as if he had made up his mind, "It's not that I don't want to let you in, but I'm feeling uncertain today..."

"Give me some time to prepare myself. Can you come back tomorrow night?"

When he said these words, his tongue trembled with shame and his whole body turned slightly red with embarrassment.

After a long while without any response, he murmured in a grumble, "Why aren't you talking? Did you hear me?"

Chu Huaizhou wanted to open the door and look out, but then he thought of this person's ulterior motives and his many evil intentions.

If I go out like this, I might never be able to come back in, and I won’t be willing to go back to my room.

As he thought about this, he suddenly retracted his hand that was lightly placed on the door frame.

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That night, Chu Huaizhou tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Under the cover of darkness, he lay flat on the bed with his head tilted back, his hand and toes feeling cold. Although he was tired, his heart could not calm down.

I can't help but think of the boast I made in the heat of the moment.

Although Xiao Jingxuan said so, they were just sleeping on the same bed, but, with the person you like lying next to you, it would be hard to restrain yourself from doing something, right?

Moreover, he is such a shameless person.

Chu Huaizhou finally convinced himself, ran away in a mess, and ruffled his messy hair.

He picked up a dim lamp and found a long-forgotten book in a dusty corner.

On the cover, there are various kinds of flowers, faintly forming the lascivious word "Spring".

Thinking back, this book was written by the seventeen-year-old Xiao Jingxuan. Seventeen or eighteen years old is the time when love begins to begin.

That year, there was a water ghost in Jianglin area, and everyone was terrified. Yun Huai personally went down the mountain to exorcise the evil spirit.

Just two days after he left, the old immortal master assigned a homework assignment that was not easy.

This should have been completed under the guidance of the master, but Yun Huai was not at Biluo Yundian, so Xiao Jingxuan naturally went to find Chu Huaizhou.

After explaining the reason, he respectfully handed him an ancient book on formations with both hands.

"There are some things I don't quite understand, and I feel like I haven't studied it thoroughly. I'd like to trouble Junior Master to give me some pointers."

Chu Huaizhou didn't think much about it and reached out to take it. "The page with something embedded in the middle?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he opened it and saw a colorful painting that he has never forgotten.