Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chu Huaizhou was really a little sleepy and confused. His hands moved faster than his brain, and he only reacted after he had done it.

So, he could only bite the bullet and pretend to be calm and said, "It's snowing so heavily, let's stay."

"If you get lost, rolling around in the snow and crying is nothing."

"Don't we need to find two disciples to dig through the snow and search everywhere?"

Xiao Jingxuan's eyebrows curved downwards, his eyes filled with smiles, and he thought lovingly and accommodatingly -

I guess my junior uncle will tell about this ugly thing of mine for the rest of my life.

But, I felt inexplicably good, sweet and happy.

He deliberately hesitated for a moment, making people feel that he was thinking carefully, "Little Master Uncle also has a point."

Chu Huaizhou was probably really sleepy, so he didn't say anything and carried him to the bed.

Xiao Jingxuan didn't say a word, and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that his junior master would discover that his consciousness was still residing in the puppet.

He just watched quietly as the confused Chu Huaizhou slowly took off his cloak and outer robe.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he looked towards the Pinocchio, and the dazed man bumped into Xiao Jingxuan's eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and then it felt like a heavy rain was falling in his ears, mixed with his violent heartbeat.

There was a mist in the young master's eyes, and the beautiful spring scenery after the mist and rain was so enchanting that people could not stop looking at it.

Chu Huaizhou was stunned for a while, reached out and laid the sitting puppet down, thought for a while, and turned it over again.

Turning the round face and lifeless eyes downwards, Xiao Jingxuan felt only darkness before his eyes.

But he did not give up and his spirit stayed on the puppet.

When the light came back to his sight, it was the moonlight shining through the window paper. Chu Huaizhou was already lying down, wearing a thin undershirt.

From Xiao Jingxuan's angle, with the help of the moonlight, he could just clearly see the profile of Chu Huaizhou as he slept soundly.

The hair on his forehead was fine and messy, making him look less sharp and fierce than usual.

Her eyes were closed with very thin lids, and her dense eyelashes covered them and drooped slightly, and her fair face was peaceful.

You can hear his shallow and long breathing in your ears, which makes your heart soften.

Xiao Jingxuan controlled the puppet, moved closer to Chu Huaizhou, and said softly and lovingly, "Little Master, good night."

On this night when the east wind was howling, Chu Huaizhou was in a daze, hugging a little wooden puppet and slept all night.

I had a dreamless night and slept very well and peacefully.

The next morning, Xiao Jingxuan personally brought breakfast to him, but left in a hurry without staying with him to finish eating.

Chu Huaizhou knew that he was so busy because he took over the New Year's Eve related matters, so he didn't say much.

He was a person who was particularly easy to satisfy. Xiao Jingxuan was able to squeeze out time from his busy schedule to specially bring him breakfast.

Chu Huaizhou was very happy and satisfied.

After breakfast, Chu Huaizhou placed Xiao Jingxuan’s puppet on his knees, sat in front of the window, and stared at the camellia in the snow in a daze.

Whenever I have free time, I will think about it and can't help but think of Xiao Jingxuan.

So, he thought that if he kept himself busy, he wouldn't have any random thoughts.

When I went to Huangquan Pavilion, I only saw the Pavilion Master buried in a book of etiquette and dozing off quietly.

Chu Huaizhou looked at his head nodding, and couldn't bear it, so he woke him up from his sleep.

So, he was about to leave quietly, but coincidentally, his forehead hit Yu Changfeng on the table, and he woke up with a cry.

"Hey? Yunlan? Why are you here? You didn't even call me."

Chu Huaizhou smiled slightly, "I came to see my senior brother. I saw that the Pavilion Master was sleeping soundly and I couldn't bear to disturb him."

"Are you looking for Yun Huai? He seems to be busy with Xiao Jingxuan. His eyes hurt from reading too many stories, so he went out for a walk."

"So that's how it is." Chu Huaizhou nodded.

"By the way, Pavilion Master, what are you looking at? There are no major evil spirits to be exterminated recently, so you shouldn't be so busy."

Yu Changfeng looked distressed, "No, isn't it New Year's Eve soon? Isn't it time for the major immortal sects to compete with each other again?"

"It's all like this, such a thick gift list," he became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes wide open.

"Yun Huai and I have been looking for two days, but we still haven't looked at the gift lists of the seven major upper immortal sects and more than 30 lower immortal sects."

"I'm almost cross-eyed, can't you see that?"

Yu Changfeng was so excited while complaining that he used his hands and feet to show his helplessness.

Chu Huaizhou silently took a few steps back, brushed his sleeves and coughed, "That's really... thank you for your hard work, Pavilion Master."

These trivial matters within the sect should have been handled by several immortals, assisting the Pavilion Master.

However, Immortal Ningyou was careless, clumsy, and careless, and his hands could only wield a machete.

If he can't even hold a pen, there's no way he can handle tedious matters.

As for Immortal Venerable Yunlan, he was originally ranked among them. He was focused and meticulous, and was proficient in books and texts.

These seemingly headache-inducing tasks were easily handled by him, and he was able to organize them in an orderly manner in a very short time.

This is a tedious and boring task. Immortal Yunlan is too weak and can easily fall ill.

If you stay up late for two consecutive days, you will definitely fall ill. If you don’t get enough rest for three days, you will definitely fall ill.

So, at Yun Huai's insistence, he was no longer allowed to interfere in these matters.

Of course, if he wants to help when he is free, it is not impossible. The rule set for Chu Huaizhou is that he must return to Fuguang Hall to sleep before nine o'clock.

Thinking about his original intention of coming to Huangquan Pavilion, which was to find something to do, Chu Huaizhou spoke tentatively.

"Why don't you go and take a rest first? I'll sort out the rest for you?"

"Hmm..." Yu Changfeng just woke up from his sleep and hummed in confusion, then immediately shook his head, "No, no."

He said without thinking, "No, you will get sick. If your senior brother finds out, I will be punished."

"?" Chu Huaizhou was puzzled: 'Senior brother punishes the Pavilion Master? Isn't this a reversed relationship?'

But judging from his appearance, he thought that Yu Changfeng had been reading the etiquette book for too long and his mind was blurred, so he did not investigate further.

"I won't get sick." Chu Huaizhou has always been unwilling to admit that he is in poor health, and has been exercising more in recent years.

Therefore, he was able to make the sturdy Xiao Jingxuan stagger with just one palm.

"That's not negotiable." Yu Changfeng pretended to be willing to endure hardships and sacrifice himself for others.

"Go and see your brother. He should be hanging lanterns in Yama Hall at this moment."

Chu Huaizhou couldn't persuade him, so he had to give up the opportunity to prove himself and turned away.

The Yama Hall was bustling with activity. He spotted Xiao Jingxuan among the hundreds of people.

He straightened his expression and was about to walk over leisurely, but someone got there first.