Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

He suddenly remembered the last time when he was holding the clay sculpture of his junior master and he fell down because he ran too fast.

That's why I was extremely careful this time, fearing that I would make a wrong step and repeat the same mistake.

Chu Huaizhou watched him walk over, and every time he took a step, he would stretch out his toes to test the landing point.

If you don’t know, you might think that he has dug a lot of traps and buried a lot of landmines in the Fuguang Hall.

He was just a bystander, not even daring to breathe, with one eyebrow raised high.

He stared silently at Xiao Jingxuan who had gone through untold hardships, using his toes to test the "land mines" all the way.

"You..." He hesitated, not knowing what to comment.

After a long while, he asked dryly, "Is there anything in the courtyard of my Fuguang Palace that will bite your feet?"

Whenever Xiao Jingxuan was happy, his brain became like a decoration and wouldn't work at all. He even recalled things very seriously for a moment.

"Ah? Biting my foot?"

He replied with a smile: "No."

Then his expression became serious again, as if he finally realized something was wrong, and he looked so angry that his teeth were itching.

He was surprised and asked: "Did something bite Junior Master's foot?"

"No, I didn't...ah..."

Xiao Jingxuan took out a bag from his arms and placed it on the table.

He rashly picked him up with one hand, put him back on the stone bench without saying a word, and reached out to take off his boots.

"Master, tell me quickly, which foot was bitten by the bad creature? Take off your boots and let me take a look."

"No... no need... I wasn't the one who got bit..."

Chu Huaizhou couldn't explain it. Never before had he felt such an aversion to stupidity as he did now.

He cursed anxiously, "Where did you come from, you idiot?"

I don’t know whether Xiao Jingxuan really didn’t hear it or was deliberately turning a deaf ear to it. In his panic and struggle, his feet rested on the other person’s chest.

The boots had been completely taken off and thrown casually next to the stone chair, and the slender feet were wrapped in loose white socks.

Chu Huaizhou tried to communicate with him in a nice way but to no avail. He could no longer bear it and kicked him, but he did stop in time.

Xiao Jingxuan was just unsteady and staggered back a few steps, luckily avoiding falling down the stairs and sinking into the snow.

Chu Huaizhou immediately took the opportunity to bend down, picked up his boots, blushed, and put them on his feet with gritted teeth.

Even if he couldn't put his socks on because they were twisted together, he would not stop to tidy them up.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward for a moment, and Xiao Jingxuan also calmed down and half-knelt in front of Chu Huaizhou.

"Uncle Junior Master, I'm sorry. I was too anxious and too reckless."

Chu Huaizhou did not answer him and focused on putting his boots on his feet.

Even on a cold winter day, his forehead was covered with sweat, and beads of sweat hung on the tip of his straight nose.

Xiao Jingxuan was already very close to him, and because of his posture, he was slightly lower than him, so his intermittent and heavy breathing fell into his ears.

Xiao Jingxuan couldn't help but grab a piece of snow beside him, and the cold touch spread from the palm of his hand to his heart.

Finally, I suppressed the fire that was crackling in my heart, and finally it calmed down and disappeared in reason.

Chu Huaizhou raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the tip of his nose and exhaled a slightly hot breath, "Why can't I wear it? Have my feet grown bigger?"

The words rolled around on Xiao Jingxuan's tongue three times, and he reached out his hand and tentatively grabbed Chu Huaizhou's slender and well-proportioned ankle.

"Uncle Junior, your socks are messed up, that's why you can't put them on."

He stared into his eyes. How could the little master uncle be so cute? He even suspected that his feet had grown bigger...

Chu Huaizhou sat on a stone chair and looked down, with the corners of his eyes curved upwards.

When she inadvertently lowered her eyelids, there was an inexplicable hint of frosting and her voice was light, like a thin layer of icing melted by high temperature.

The words that Xiao Jingxuan hadn't uttered were drowned in these anxious and sparkling eyes.

His ankles stretched out in a beautiful arc, and he murmured in sudden realization, "Socks, it turns out that my socks are messed up..."

Chu Huaizhou wanted to retract his feet, but the other party still held them tightly, with no intention of letting go.

"Xiao Jingxuan?"

"Junior Master." He placed his soft fingertips on his ankle and rubbed it gently.

"Don't worry, I'll put it on for you."

The heat returned, and Xiao Jingxuan grabbed the snow in his palm with his other hand to quickly lower his body temperature, but it did not suppress the anger in his heart at all.

His ankle shrank back slightly, white and reflective, beautiful and dazzling, revealing a destructive fragility.

Chu Huaizhou's eyelashes trembled nervously, and he stammered, "No... you don't have to wear it."

Xiao Jingxuan grabbed a ball of snow on the ground, stuffed it into his sleeve, and calmed down the restlessness in his heart.

"I was the one who took them off for Junior Master-Uncle, so I should be the one to wear them." She forcefully put the shoes and socks on him.

Chu Huaizhou raised his hand, rubbed the physiological tears from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, and said in a low and sleepy voice: "Your hand is so hot."

"It's because Junior Master's feet are too cold." Xiao Jingxuan tilted his head and smiled, "Didn't you light a charcoal fire or put in a hot water bottle at night?"

Chu Huaizhou drooped his eyelashes, bit his lower lip and refused to speak, his ears turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because even though he was already dressed, Xiao Jingxuan still held his feet with one hand and placed them lightly against his chest.

"Okay... then let go."

There was a slight nasal tone in this sentence, and it was spoken slowly, softly and in a low voice, as soft as if she was acting coquettishly.

Xiao Jingxuan loosened his fingertips and retracted his hand.

There is a very small red mole on Chu Huaizhou's ankle, like a tiny pointed blood bead.

When putting shoes and socks on him, Xiao Jingxuan had a bad idea and deliberately rubbed it hard. At this moment, it turned red like cinnabar.

Junior Master's skin was thin and white, and a slight rub would leave red marks.

The ankles covered by the boots looked as if they had been ravaged by someone, and even the light blue blood vessels were showing pitiful red.

Xiao Jingxuan stuck one hand into the snow, as if he was suppressing something in his heart, his eyes were scarlet.

He couldn't help but have a thought in his mind. Junior Master's skin was so thin, if he really had sex with someone...

The traces left behind may be difficult to erase for days and nights. My body is still a little fragile and sick. If I treat it harshly, won’t I cry?

His thoughts suddenly stopped, and Xiao Jingxuan's hands that were grabbing the snow suddenly tensed up, with blue veins bulging.

Because Chu Huaizhou saw the small wooden box on the table, he slowly asked: "Xiao Jingxuan, what did you bring over again?"

After a moment's silence, Xiao Jingxuan slowly stood up and moved his eyes away from the other person's feet.

With a smile on his face, he said furtively, stealthily, and mysteriously, "I stole this from my master's hall."

"What?" After hearing it, he actually believed it and slightly frowned his beautiful eyebrows.

Xiao Jingxuan clasped his hands together and rubbed them to warm them up. Seeing his expression, he smiled and said, "It wasn't stolen."

He wiped his hands on himself, roughly and simply, before he pounced and carefully opened the lid of the wooden box.

"I made it myself, and I packed an extra portion specifically to keep for Junior Master."

Inside was a white porcelain plate, with crystal clear dumplings of various shapes arranged in various patterns.

Each dumpling has a thin skin and thick filling. In the cold and lonely snowy weather, the steaming dumplings are mouth-watering.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

Chu Huaizhou touched his back teeth, suppressed the emotion in his heart, and kept a normal expression.

"I heard that a few days ago, Senior Brother asked you to go to the mountains to dig up a lot of chives? Could it be that you made some ingredients for dumpling fillings?"

Xiao Jingxuan couldn't wait to bring out the plate, and pinched his earlobes with his scalded hands.

"Yes, we dug for two whole afternoons, and we harvested all the chives on half of the hillside!"

There was even some pride in his tone, and he held his head high and patted his chest.

"You'd better take it back." Chu Huaizhou looked away without any reluctance, looking coldly at the pink snow on the top of the mountain in the distance.

"Ah? Why?" Xiao Jingxuan was so stunned that he almost broke down. "I made this myself. Junior Master, don't you want to try it?"