Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

The sudden physical contact made Chu Huaizhou freeze.

He was caught off guard by the hug, his shoulders and back trembled violently, and he subconsciously tried to break free from his arms, but when he heard his words, he was stunned.

He quickly held the demon bone with both hands, which was about to fall.

Her delicate brows were knitted together, and she was puzzled and wondered in her heart: He never talked nonsense like this in the past, so what has provoked him today?

But Chu Huaizhou didn't say anything. He just let him hold him and listened to his incoherent, intermittent words while he sobbed.

He coveted this broad, secure chest. It was a hug he never dared to ask for in his dreams, but one he wanted so much.

Even though he knew that Xiao Jingxuan couldn't possibly have any feelings of joy towards him, but...

Chu Huaizhou didn't know what he was thinking about, his thin earlobes suddenly turned red, and he wanted to slap himself twice right away and be angry with himself.

He thought he was probably crazy. What was he thinking about all day? He actually had such thoughts about Xiao Jingxuan. Was there any uncle like him?

Chu Huaizhou could almost foresee the outcome of this taboo relationship, and his back slowly stiffened.

Xiao Jingxuan felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be broken by someone, as if he was forever trapped in an ice cellar. His body suddenly became cold and painful.

He could only bury his head in Chu Huaizhou's shoulders and sniff the wisps of elegant fragrance floating in the bamboo house in the rain, which saved him from danger in his previous life and did not abandon him despite his sins.

Xiao Jingxuan's shoulders trembled, his arms around her waist tightened, and he sniffled and sobbed.

"Don't leave, don't abandon me, Junior Master, you are all I have left."

"No one will want me anymore. In the end, only you are left. You are the only one who doesn't despise me."

I don’t know how long he held me and cried. Chu Huaizhou felt that his raised arms were numb and he couldn’t hold on any longer.

He had no choice but to put the demon bone into the Qiankun Palace Feather first.

Xiao Jingxuan closed his eyes and smelled the camellia scent on Chu Huaizhou's clothes and hair. He was trembling slightly, and his eyelashes were slightly moist.

Tears flowed down quickly, falling on the back of Chu Huaizhou's neck.

His voice was suppressed to the point of being hoarse, and he tried hard to suppress the trembling. He kept calling him very softly, as if this person would shatter and disappear if he exerted any force.

"Junior Master... Junior Master... Junior Master... I actually... want to be good to you..."

The person in his arms moved, and a pair of well-proportioned and strong arms gently and carefully wrapped around his waist.

She rested her forehead on his shoulder. She responded to him without missing a word, "I'm here, I'm here, I won't leave, I know, I believe you."

"Little uncle..."

Xiao Jingxuan suddenly opened his dark green eyes, feeling the warmth of the forehead resting on his shoulder through the fabric of his robe.

"Ah."

Chu Huaizhou felt that his emotions had calmed down a bit, so he raised his hands to support his shoulders, and was about to push away this hug that seemed real and illusory and had no clear meaning.

Suddenly he felt scalding water drops falling on the back of his hand. He was stunned and muttered in confusion.

"Xiao Jingxuan? What's wrong with you...?"

Chu Huaizhou looked up at his pale, lifeless face, his moist, tearful eyes, and his slightly trembling lips, which seemed to be mumbling something.

He felt a sudden surge of heartache for no reason and reached out to wipe away the tears that had already dried up. But then he felt something was wrong, so he raised his hand and put it down again, then put it down and raised it up again.

"Uncle Junior Master..." Xiao Jingxuan lowered his eyes and called him with a choked voice, "Why are you so nice?"

Why, when I have hurt you so badly that you are covered in bruises and wounds, can you still let bygones be bygones and rush into the formation to rescue me regardless of the consequences?

I was a bad and wicked person at the beginning, and I pulled you off the altar, but you still saved me from the abyss. Why?

Why do you have to be so kind? Even if you take revenge on him or resent him a little bit, it will make him feel better.

But his junior uncle is not like that.

Chu Huaizhou's attitude towards Xiao Jingxuan was awkward yet gentle, but he always felt deeply guilty. He felt that he was really hateful.

"Oh..." Chu Huaizhou's wavering hand finally fell on Xiao Jingxuan's tearful face and caressed it gently.

She was somewhat at a loss, and she comforted him in a somewhat awkward and restrained manner, saying, "Xiao Jingxuan, don't cry...please don't cry, okay?"

"Yeah..." Xiao Jingxuan nodded obediently, biting his lower lip tightly, leaving two bloody marks with his teeth, and tears welled up in his eyes.

His tone was exactly the same as his junior master's: "I'm not crying anymore..."

Chu Huaizhou looked at his bleeding lower lip and stroked it with his fingertips, "Forget it, don't bite your lip. It's bleeding. If you're scared and want to cry, just cry loudly."

"But can you let me go first?" Chu Huaizhou was standing in an extremely weird posture, his body twisted, which made his waist very painful.

The two were very close to each other, and lingering in Xiao Jingxun's nose was the elegant scent of camellia that could soothe his pain, purify his soul, and comfort his heart.

"I..." Xiao Jingxuanqin's bleeding lips moved, his face was extremely determined, as if he had made some kind of decision, and was about to speak.

The sound got stuck in my throat.

"Master! Master!" Someone outside the wing room shouted in a rough voice, then banged on the door, and a lot of discussions broke out.

"Butler Zhong, are you serious about what you just said?" A timid female voice asked cautiously.

"Nonsense! When have I ever told you a lie?" It was the rough male voice that called 'Master'.

"What's more, I would never lie about such an important matter!" he said anxiously.

"Someone is coming!" Chu Huaizhou put his hands on his shoulders and struggled to escape. His voice was anxious and soft, "Let go! Xiao Jingxuan!"

"I know." Xiao Jingxuan stiffened his neck, holding back the hot tears, and then let go of the waist of the person in his arms, "I'm sorry, Junior Master, I lost my composure."

Chu Huaizhou's fingers were stiffly rubbing at the robe and cuffs that had become wrinkled due to the hug and rubbing, and he frowned and said, "The clothes are not smooth anymore."

He was like a cat that had stolen some fish, extremely embarrassed, his eyes bright but covered with an indescribable emotion, his cheeks no longer as cold as usual, his ears and neck were all red.

Xiao Jingxuan suddenly wanted to laugh, but he held it back and reached out to pull the clothes on his shoulders. "Little Master, why are you so nervous? We didn't do anything bad."

Chu Huaizhou raised his hand upon hearing that and glared at him with a frown.

Xiao Jingxuan just happened to lower his eyes and glanced over here. He blinked innocently and tilted his head as if thinking carefully.

"Mr. Wang died by self-destructing his soul core. It has nothing to do with us."

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and his voice was soft and casual, like a gentle inquiry of affirmation, but also like a bad teasing.

"Uncle Junior Master, we...really didn't do anything bad, did we?"

"Don't call me now!" Chu Huaizhou's face was cold and hard with shame, and he said angrily: "Who is talking to you!"

"Master!" Butler Zhong shouted loudly outside the door again, "If you don't come out, we're going to break down the door!"