Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

The disciple who approached opened his eyes wide, and his pupils suddenly contracted, filled with indescribable shock and surprise.

"Oh my god! Really! What does this mean? Senior Brother Jingxuan actually wants to hug Master Yunlan?"

"It's over, it's over. Senior Brother Jingxuan must have mutated. He came down the mountain after a serious illness. How come the difference is so big?"

But he didn't dare say it out loud. He could only endure such tremendous pressure and changes with his weak and fragile heart.

Chu Huaizhou really didn't expect that Xiao Jingxuan, who was overly excited, would have his intelligence directly become negative, and become hopelessly stupid.

Behind him was a thousand-year-old tree that required ten disciples to hug. There was no place to hide.

In a moment, he could only accept the octopus bear hug from his stupid nephew.

"Hehe!" Xiao Jingxuan hugged his junior uncle openly as he wished, and rubbed his head hard on his shoulder.

"I knew it! Junior Master-Uncle is the best!" It was a completely silly dog-like way of trying to please.

Rub against the person you like randomly, turn over your soft belly and ask for caress.

Chu Huaizhou could almost imagine what kind of silly smile was on this person's face at this moment.

Suddenly he felt helpless, but more soft-hearted, and filled with greed and attachment deep in his heart.

Such a warm temperature makes people feel comfortable and cozy, and no one wants to let go or push it away.

Moreover, the person who gave him such warmth was Xiao Jingxuan, so Chu Huaizhou didn't want to push him away.

But in a direction invisible to everyone, the arc of Xiao Jingxuan's mouth showed how proud he was.

That is an old fox who only sees his prey fall into the trap and not only does he not struggle, but also willingly sinks into it.

He continued to rub his head against the woman's broad but thin shoulders, and from time to time his chin would deliberately move close to that beautiful neck.

Xiao Jingxuan could only mutter in his heart: "Uncle Junior Master, Chu Huaizhou, what do you think of me?"

If there hadn't been a disciple standing next to him, scratching his ears, cheeks, head and hands, looking extremely embarrassed.

No one can tell how long this octopus-like strong hug will last and how it will end.

"Ahem... Xiao Jingxuan! Let go quickly! There's someone next to us!"

Although he was held very tightly by Xiao Jingxuan, if he really wanted to break free, it would be an easy task.

But he didn't want to, that's all.

Chu Huaizhou's eyes were deeper than usual, with stars floating in them, an indescribable emotion, and a slight blush on his face.

"Someone? Where is that person? Who is it?" Xiao Jingxuan's tone was extremely impatient.

He frowned tightly, raised his head and looked around, but his hand did not move away from the other person's lower back.

They were still pressed together in an extremely ambiguous and awkward posture.

Chu Huaizhou's arms were also tightly held by him, hanging naturally at his sides. He could only twist his thighs hard.

Then he pretended to be fierce and said, "Let me go! Then turn your head to the left! Do you want me to help you turn it off and then look?"

Xiao Jingxuan also cooperated by shrinking his neck, pouting reluctantly, and letting go of the other person's waist.

"No need to bother, Junior Uncle! I can use my brain and tell the difference between left and right, east, west, and north."

Chu Huaizhou took two steps back and glanced at him indifferently.

He said coldly: "If you are so ignorant of etiquette and unruly again in the future, I don't mind bothering you."

He looked ferocious, his body filled with coldness and frost, and his sinister and deep hostility made people shudder.

The innocent little disciple who was harmed stood aside, not daring to be angry or speak, not daring to look up or open his eyes, his legs trembling.

Only the red tips of his ears, hidden in his long black hair, completely betrayed Chu Huaizhou.

Only Xiao Jingxuan saw such small details, so he smiled warmly, "Okay, Junior Master."

Chu Huaizhou frowned slightly, leaned his eyes against his chest, glared at him for a few seconds, turned around and was about to leave.

The trembling disciple finally dared to raise his head and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's whistle, "Your Excellency Yunlan... Your Excellency."

Xiao Jingxuan seemed to have sensed a hint of danger, and stared at the person who spoke, his eyes becoming even more unfriendly.

Chu Huaizhou did not agree. He just stopped and turned around to stare at him for a long time. "What's the matter? Why don't you say it?"

The disciple was ashamed, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He wiped them with his sleeves and thought to himself: The way Senior Brother Jingxuan looked at me...

So fierce, so scary, is he trying to kill me? But I haven't done anything to offend him recently, right?

Why are you staring at me like that? This must be an illusion.

Senior Brother Jingxuan has never been on good terms with Lord Yunlan. Maybe he is targeting Lord Yunlan, not me.

Yeah, it won’t be me.

He encouraged himself in his heart, then hesitantly said, "The Pavilion Master and His Excellency Yun Huai invite you and Senior Brother Jing Xuan to come over."

Xiao Jingxuan was distracted when he heard that there was actually his own name. The smile on his face that had just faded away appeared again.

There was a slight ripple in his eyes, the corners of his lips were raised, his eyebrows were slightly upturned, and he was full of tenderness.

It is truly unpredictable. When it is cloudy, it is eerily quiet; when it is sunny, it is bright and gentle.

Chu Huaizhou had already controlled his emotions. He glanced at him indifferently and said expressionlessly, "Got it. I'll go later."

The disciple trembled again, "His Excellency Yun... Yun Huai asked you to hurry up. The Pavilion Master is still waiting in Huangquan Pavilion."

It was indeed a little abnormal. Normally, no matter what happened, when he sent someone to call him, he would not be in a hurry to do so.

Chu Huaizhou lowered his head and looked at the dirty, unsightly hem of his brocade robe, but still insisted -

"I'll go later. My clothes are really dirty. Please let me change first."

The disciple naturally did not dare to refute anymore and turned his pitiful look to Xiao Jingxuan.

"In that case, Senior Brother Jingxuan, how about you go first...?"

Xiao Jingxuan imitated Chu Huaizhou and lifted up his black robe.

He said casually, "My clothes are dirty too. I'll change first and go with Junior Master."

The disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured in a low voice, "You are only wearing black and purple. You can't see much anyway. Do you really need to change?"

After saying this, Xiao Jingxuan caught up with Chu Huaizhou and followed him slowly.

Chu Huaizhou's patience gradually faded, and he asked calmly, "I was going back to Fuguang Palace to change clothes, why are you following me?"

Xiao Jingxuan said shamelessly: "I want to change into clean clothes too!"

Chu Huaizhou looked at him as if he were an idiot and said coldly, "Shouldn't you go back to the Dream Fairy Coffin after changing your clothes?"

"Why are you changing clothes and coming to my Fuguang Palace?!"