Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

Hotpot: Also known as "antique soup", it is named after the "gulp" sound made when food is put into boiling water. It is a kind of food suitable for the general public, regardless of age, men, women, young and old.

As a person who has lived in the real world, he has a special liking for hotpot. No matter what the situation is, entertaining guests or having a feast, having a meal or celebrating a birthday, team building or camping, it is the best choice and a must-have.

Everything can be eaten in hotpot in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Especially in the cold winter, whether it is friends of the opposite sex or the same sex, the most talked about topic among everyone is which newly opened hot pot restaurant tastes delicious.

For this reason, people who love hotpot have also created some pyq copywriting and popular online memes about eating hotpot.

If you are interested, you can go to Baidu by yourself.

Because of her poor appetite and rising chill, Bai Luoli asked her husband for hotpot. It was cold and she wanted to eat hotpot to calm her nerves.

What a devil Mo Qianyu is. His wife's request is his top priority. Not to mention eating hot pot, he would even eat him!

The two of them bought some of their favorite meats and vegetables, as well as various hot peppers for hot pot at the market, and then returned to the Qianli Boat to begin preparations.

On the rectangular table in the outer room, there was a silver hot pot for hot pot. The lower part of the silver pot was a furnace-like support, which was specially used for burning charcoal and igniting. The upper part was a round plate for boiling food with water. There was a cylindrical exhaust channel in the center of the pot. The two people divided the work. Mo Qianyu first washed the pepper in water and divided it into two. Bai Luoli was only responsible for pouring clean water into the silver pot, and after the water boiled, he threw in peppers, prickly ash and a handful of salt. Mo Qianyu cut the meat, washed the vegetables, prepared the dipping sauce, washed the bowls and chopsticks, and the fruit after the meal was also indispensable. After everything was done properly, he washed his hands and sat down face to face with his apprentice.

Mo Qianyu put his fingertips together and pointed at the burning charcoal. A ball of burning fire appeared. After a while, the water began to boil and gurgle. Hot steam rose from the water surface and spread, mixed with a strong spicy smell and drifted in this small space. The peppers soaked in the pot suddenly came alive and danced with the steaming water waves.

Seeing that the time was right, Bai Luoli raised her hand to pick up a plate of sliced ​​beef and was about to put it in, but was held down by a large hand with distinct joints...

The man looked at Mo Qianyu in surprise, with many unreliable thoughts flashing through his mind.

Can't eat it? Can't the beef be put in first? Is he trying to steal the meat from me?

She blinked her big round eyes at the man opposite her, little aware of how cute she looked in Mo Qianyu's eyes.

With a smile in his eyes and a slight curl of his lips, he took the plate of freshly cut beef from his master's hand and said, "Master, just eat it. Just leave it to me to cook whatever you want."

Bai Luoli was of course happy to let go after hearing this and let him take charge of the food process.

From "immature" to "mature", Mo Qianyu's help is indispensable.

The thinly sliced ​​beef was rolled repeatedly in the boiling water for several times, and then picked up by two pairs of jade clothes at the same time. The beef covered with the dipping sauce was particularly tender and tasty. Bai Luoli ate several slices in a row.

For so many days, hot pot was the one that saved his appetite. Although he had been fasting for a long time, he was still very greedy.

He would not be unable to bear not eating like ordinary people, and he would not die even if he did not drink water, but he had an invisible obsession with delicious food and always wanted to fill his stomach and taste it.

My appetite improved and my mood became much better, but this good mood did not last long.

Xu Luoge's voice-transmitting jade on his waistband glowed brightly, and the light was so bright that it was impossible to ignore it.

Bai Luoli quickly pulled off the jade pendant hanging on her waistband, chewing a chicken claw in her mouth...

The head brother would not normally tell him anything easily. If he did, it would mean that the matter was extremely serious.

Sure enough, when he heard that this matter was inextricably linked to his little disciple, and that he himself was involved, even Jiyue Mountain was unavoidable.

Why did the situation suddenly become so serious? He couldn't figure it out!

As his master, isn't he familiar with Jiang Yuning's character?

What was Wang Tiansheng up to? He made such a big deal out of a trivial matter, as if his disciples had been severely abused.

Knowing that Jiang Yuning couldn't stand being slandered or cursed by others, and that his three disciples had always been very protective of their own image and character, he was quite happy about this.

Since his disciple is in trouble, he can't just stand by and watch. Xu Luoge has come to him for help, so how can he just sit there and wait to die?

Mo Qianyu seemed to be eating meat obediently, but in fact his attention had long been drawn to the other side. Why did the master look so sad? What bad words did the person opposite him convey?

It was not easy to make the master happy, but in the end... Mo Qianyu really wanted to pull the person on the opposite side out and give him a good beating!

The chicken feet had lost their taste in his mouth. After the sound subsided, Bai Luoli remembered that there was still food in his mouth that he had not swallowed.

The meat was cooked very soft, and the flesh and bones separated cleanly with a light grind of the white teeth. Mo Qianyu took in his expression, and when he saw that there was no food in his mouth at all, he asked what was the matter and whether he could help his master.

For someone who had slept on the same bed and quilt for such a long time, Bai Luoli told him everything Xu Luoge had said, word for word.

It is said that during the actual training, the disciples of Tianyan Sect insulted and ridiculed himself and Jiyueshan, and were caught by his own disciples, and the conflict became uncontrollable.

The pressure of public opinion is so powerful no matter in which time, space or era, and affects so many individuals.

So, just because he was a gay and his target was a powerful demon, even though he hadn't provoked anyone and the person was thousands of miles away, this crime was suddenly pinned on his head.

I was speechless and opened the door to silence...

As for who was angry at the scene, Mo Qianyu was even more angry than him. What a Tianyan Sect! It seemed that they didn't want to live in this world anymore. What kind of person was the Master that they had the right to gossip about him and pull out his tongue!

The loss of control came too quickly, and the original color of his pupils reappeared clearly. Bai Luoli had no choice but to calm down and comfort his restless and dangerous emotions.

"It's not worth getting angry at people like this. Let them scold me if they want. I just need to know what kind of person I am and have a clear conscience. I can let them confuse right and wrong and make up stories. I just need to do what I think is right."

Bai Luoli walked around the rectangular table and came to Mo Qianyu's side, and put his hands around him. The difference in their body shapes was very obvious. Even though Mo Qianyu was sitting cross-legged like him, he was still a head taller than him.

The black color is completely occupied by the red color. A pair of red eyes matches his handsome face, which will not make people stay away from him. In reality, there are people who wear colored contact lenses to change their original eye color, but Mo Qianyu is born like this, so he doesn't even need colored contact lenses.

His red was a bit deep, not bright red. To be exact, this was the conclusion he came to after observing him closely for such a long time for the first time. He thought of many words to describe his color, and finally found a more appropriate word - a red that was as rich and mellow as fine wine.

This time when they return, they don’t know when they will meet again. Mo Qianyu couldn’t wait to go back with his master to deal with it, but Bai Luoli directly refused.

The deep hatred between humans and demons cannot be reconciled with just a few words in a short period of time, and the prejudices and grudges between the two sides cannot be eliminated by the two of them. If he has to suffer some physical pain at the scene, and Mo Qianyu releases his demonic energy again, wouldn't it play right into their hands? The high hat of "having an affair with the devil" will be firmly established from then on, and he won't be able to wash it off even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

Mo Qianyu knew his master's good intentions, but he still couldn't let go of his worries. If he had to blame someone, he should blame himself for being too weak, which allowed such a small fry to bully his master. Everyone wanted to step on him and see him sink into the mud swamp.

"If you are worried, why not let me protect Master for you."

Another identical voice suddenly popped up in his mind. Mo Qianyu, who was only a wisp of ghost from his previous life, had left his body at some point and was staring intently at the hot pot that the two of them had not yet finished eating.

It smells so good! The aroma of meat and the spicy taste of capsaicin in the air can make people's taste buds whet their appetite and salivate even after just a few sniffs.

Mo Qianyu said in a frivolous way: "Want to eat? You can have some of what we left."

"Look at what you said. Do you think I would dislike Master's saliva? Which pair of chopsticks and bowl did Master use to eat?"

The implication is that although I don’t dislike my master, I dislike myself.

Without giving any face, Mo Qianyu's face instantly turned as black as ash at the bottom of a pot, and he said unceremoniously: "Find it yourself!"

"Mo Qianyu" actually sat down opposite him. It seemed that this was the position of the master. He picked up the jade clothes used by Bai Luoli, picked up a piece of potato chips from the pot, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate while praising it.

"You can think about what I just said. You go back to the demon world and I will go with Master. I also want to cultivate my relationship with Master and secretly see what those famous monks will do to Master. Under my painstaking protection, I will definitely not let others take advantage of the opportunity to harm Master."

After making a solemn promise, Mo Qianyu gazed at the direction of his master with deep affection, his head never moving, "Then you must protect the master well, and never let him suffer any grievance or harm!"

Seeing that his current self trusted him so much, a smug smile appeared on "Mo Qianyu"'s lips. He devoured all the food in the pot with relish, then closed his eyes and took a rest contentedly.