The protagonist has rejected your message and farted on you

Then the master and apprentice lived a cohabitation life without any shame——

--not at all.

As a fake head, in order not to mislead his disciples, most of the time, Yang Ze just threw a cheat book to Mo Xun for him to realize it by himself.And Mo Xun also gave himself a face-saving realization.

Is this even necessary for my existence...?

Yang Ze, who watched the male lead's skill improve to a new level every day, secretly doubted it.

The communication between the two is actually not much, the hero is busy upgrading, the head is taciturn by nature, and most of the few exchanges are during the meal time.That's right, the hero is very trustworthy and cooks breakfast, lunch and dinner for Yang Ze every day.

When Yang Ze saw the hot food for the first time, he was moved and cried in his heart, but his face was still cold, his eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded flatly.

And most of the communication between the two stopped at "how is the result today?" "I still don't know about xxx."

Yang Ze wanted to gain favor with him, but he couldn't ooc, he was really holding himself back.

So even though they have been together for a month, their favorability has only reached 18.

And the male protagonist is obviously not idle, and occasionally when he goes down the mountain to fetch ingredients, he will trigger the strategy plot of the senior sisters and senior sisters without being affected at all, and then happily expand the harem.

The whole world is helping the hero to bully the widowed old man.

Ze Yang chirped.

And at this time, winter came.The winter in Ziyun Mountain is very cold, but within half a day, heavy snow will cover the stone steps in front of the sect.Yang Ze is used to the cold, and with his strong inner strength, he didn't feel much. When the first snow fell, Mo Xun happened to leave the courtyard and go down the mountain to get food. Yang Ze immediately stopped pretending and ran into the snow to roll around.

As a native southerner, Yang Ze blushed with excitement.

But he had been playing the role of a mouthless face paralyzed for a long time, and he kept complaining in his heart. He rolled three hundred laps in the snow, but he still had a cold face with a paralyzed face, and he didn't make a sound.

"Sir, the protagonist will be back in 10 minutes. 』I don’t know if I can’t bear to watch this delicate scene, the system suddenly reminded me.

Yang Ze jumped up from the ground in seconds, quickly shook off the snow on his robe, and planned to go back to the house to hold candles and study books to pretend to be aggressive, but he stopped suddenly just as he took a step, Yang Ze was thoughtful.

In order to pick up the protagonist, Yang Ze has never been shameless.

The first snow fell suddenly, and as soon as Mo Xun came down the mountain, flakes of snow fell from the sky.

He casually reached out his hand to catch a small snowflake, which was cold and turned into water before he could see it clearly.Mo Xun looked at the water slipping out of his fingers with an unpredictable expression, and slowly squeezed his fingers tightly.

"Senior brother!" The girl's delicate voice came, as clear as a bell, "I knew you would definitely go down the mountain today!"

Mo Xun smiled slightly, and his condensed facial features instantly softened, like a spring breeze: "Yinger, what's wrong?"

"The sachet I made for senior brother last time, did senior brother wear it?" Ying Er blushed twice on her face.

"Senior sister gifted it with her own hands, how can senior brother not cherish it." Mo Xun explained in a soft voice, "Senior brother is a rough man, he always wears it on his body for fear of losing it, so he puts it in a box in the residence."

The young man's eyebrows are gentle and elegant, and his expression is sincere and sincere. Yinger doesn't think otherwise, and just thinks what the brother said is true, and shyly handed over a newly made sachet: "This is Yinger's new one. The last time that must have almost dissipated."

Mo Xun accepted it with a smile, and finally invited the little junior sister away after some soft words. Looking at the back of the junior sister walking away, he used his internal strength to carefully grind the sachet into powder in his hand.

The aroma of Miss Jiao Didi's house is the most pungent and unbearable.

I went to the big kitchen to wash my hands, picked up the ingredients, and rushed back to my residence in the snow.

The residence of the head of the sect is of course the highest mountain, Mo Xun never dared to show negligence, even if there are thousands of steps, he would step on it step by step.

The head's residence is always bleak and quiet, the courtyard door is closed, just like the head is as cold and indifferent.

But this time, this time——

Mo Xun opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and saw the young man standing in front of the door, still wearing a thin plain white brocade robe, but he didn't add any extras.The fine snow fell on the young man's slightly drooping eyelashes, and the next second, the eyelashes trembled, and his gaze, which was clearer than ice and snow, quietly fell on him.

"Master...?" He called softly.

The head of the sect held his hands behind his back, and his eyes stayed on Mo Xun's face for a long time: "It's suddenly under the snow. I see you haven't returned for a long time, so I came to see you."

Every word has a cold tone, but every word can arouse Mo Xun's ferocious flames.

The most is such a person -

"Disciple thanked Master."

"Come in."

——I most want to tear off his hair crown, and most want to destroy his robes.

——I want to trample him into hell the most.

"Current Favorability of the Male Lead: 40"

Yang Ze laughed secretly in his heart that this way of "seemingly cold and unpredictable suddenly warms up a man" is indeed the easiest way to earn favorability, and he didn't see Mo Xun's dark eyes behind him at all.

Yang Ze committed a death by himself, but unfortunately it will take him a long time to find out.