The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

At night, the sky is rendered in ink, but the streets under the sky are brightly lit, and the light and shadow are dazzling, just like daytime.

Su Tongguang stood at the entrance of Huashi Street with Nan Wuyue on his back, and Lin Yebei's master and apprentice stood beside him. He looked around in a daze, and couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

The development of the situation was completely out of his control, and he didn't know why he easily agreed to Nan Wuyue's request, not only called Fu Hanzhang, but also dragged Lin Yebei out of the house.

Jiu Li chose to catch up on sleep in the inn, which led to a four-person outing.

"Wow, it's so lively!"

Nan Wuyue lay on Su Tongguang's back to look around, and suddenly stretched out her finger to a certain place ahead: "Brother Su, I want to try that!"

She pointed to a pastry shop, and her calf swayed restlessly on Su Tongguang's waist, causing the latter to blush again, gritted his teeth and came to the shop:

"Boss, how do you sell your pastries?"

There are many couples traveling together during the Huachao Festival. When the owner of the pastry shop saw the "close" appearance of Nansu and the two, a smile flashed in his eyes:

"This young man has a good eye. The most famous cake in this small shop is the mandarin duck and hibiscus cake. It melts in your mouth. I'm sure your wife will like it!"

"No, it's not..."

Su Tongguang stared wide-eyed, and waved his hands in a panic, "The boss misunderstood, we..."

"Wu Yue likes this hibiscus cake very much."

Nan Wuyue spoke before he could continue to argue, "Brother Su, I'll buy some for you to try, okay?"

While looking at the water-red heart-shaped pastry, she covered it with her sleeves, pinched the soft flesh around Su Tongguang's waist, and leaned into his ear to force her voice into a line:

"If brother Su told others about our real relationship, what would they think of me? You must not ruin Qingyu for nothing."

Then can you ruin my reputation like this? !

Su Tongguang bit his lips angrily. In the past, his master taught him to be sinister. He always felt that the elders were alarmist, so he stumbled the first time he went down the mountain.

Originally thought that Nan Wuyue was slender and weak, but he didn't expect that the result of his soft heart was that the other party pushed his nose on his face and ordered him to do this and that.

Tolerable or unbearable?

With a stinky face, Su Tongguang turned around in shame and embarrassment, but suddenly a voice came from beside him:

"Pack some hibiscus cakes for this young master, and some sugar cakes over there."

"Junior Brother, you..."

He looked at Lin Yebei suspiciously, but the latter just nodded coldly, and then said to the little apprentice beside him, "Remember, you seem to like these."

This time it was Fu Hanzhang's turn to stop laughing.

He was happy to watch Nan Wuyue make trouble for Su Tongguang, but facing Lin Yebei's actions, his expression froze:

"How would Master know?"

He didn't tell him about it himself.

Lin Yebei lowered his eyes and did not answer.

During the few days spent in Huayouju, Fu Hanzhang was in charge of his daily diet. In addition to providing him with nutrition and adding delicious meat buns, each meal would be accompanied by dessert.

He didn't eat much himself, but he ate cleanly every time, and at the end he licked his fingers childishly, like a satisfied kitten.

Lin Yebei took the two paper bags from the shopkeeper and handed him one of them: "Eat it while it's hot."

The paper bag containing the sugar biscuits was warm and full of sweet fragrance. Fu Hanzhang took out one and put it in his mouth. The crispy sweetness immediately melted on the tip of his teeth.

Soak the mouthpiece, and burn the heart and lungs.

His eyes were hazy, his heart was beating extremely fast, and it took him a long time to let out a breath:

"Thank you, Master, my disciple likes it very much."

Of course, Lin Yebei didn't know that he had thought a lot in just a short moment, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

After the four paid their bills, they walked along the long street of the flower market. There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, crowding them to a mask stand.

Nan Wuyue stuffed the last piece of hibiscus cake into Su Tongguang's mouth with a smile, and pushed him to the side of the vendor:

"Brother Su, I want to try that fox mask."

Su Tongguang had no choice but to take it off and hand it to her. Unexpectedly, she simply moved her face closer: "My hands are not convenient, please help me put it on."

Based on the principle of enduring the calm for a while, he closed his eyes and calmed down, and then put the fox mask on Nan Wuyue's face.

The mask covered most of the girl's face, and also concealed her subtle movements.

The twinkling peach blossom eyes opened, and fell impartially in the eye sockets outlined by oil paint. The cheeks were covered with snow under the edge of the gold-painted mask, and there was a peony-like red lip under the tip of the upturned nose.

Like an extremely charming nine-tailed fox, it's so coquettish that it's thrilling.

Su Tongguang didn't know why he had such an illusion, and was about to say a few words to Lin Yebei who was beside him, but when he turned around, he found that the man had long since disappeared.

His little apprentice Fu Hanzhang also disappeared together.

While he was putting on the mask for Nan Wuyue, a large wave of people suddenly surged in from the slant. Lin Yebei and Fu Hanzhang were dragged back, and managed to gain a firm foothold.

"Master, what should we do now? Master and the others will be worried."

Fu Hanzhang looked anxious, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Lin Yebei didn't notice the slight change in his expression, he just shook his head, forcing his voice into the psychic jade tablet:

"Hanzhang and I will return to the inn by ourselves later, brother don't have to worry."

Thousands of miles of sound transmission is another use of the psychic jade card. It is confirmed that Su Tongguang has received his message. He is worried about getting separated again. After thinking for a while, he took Fu Hanzhang's hand:

"Do you have a place you want to go?"

"I……"

His fingers curled up slightly, sweeping across the opponent's palm like falling feathers, Fu Hanzhang blinked, his voice trembling:

"Sister Wuyue told me earlier that during the Huachao Festival, I should go to the tallest building in the city to drink fine wine and fly paper lanterns... I want to try it."

Lin Yebei looked at the tall building from afar, and his heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, Fu Hanzhang always gave himself a certain subtle feeling, as if there was a giant beast hidden under the harmless appearance of a young man, and it would reveal its sharp fangs at some point.

But he clearly had that gentle and harmless appearance again, and even stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve, begging softly:

"Master, please promise this time."

"Okay." Lin Yebei closed his eyes, suddenly put his arms around his waist, and jumped up.

Surrounded by tourists, following the crowd, he didn't know when he would be able to get downstairs, so he simply used a trick to step on light work and flew along the roof.

His soft hair brushed Fu Hanzhang's face, and the outline outlined by the moonlight was beautiful, like a god.

For a moment, Fu Hanzhang couldn't bear to even blink, and just stared at him obsessively, staring at what he had dreamed of and hated, and what he had longed for all his life.

The tallest building in the small town is named Fuzhu, but unexpectedly there are not many people lighting up the lights on the upper floor.

According to the boy at the bottom of the building, if you want to climb to the top and put the lanterns on, you must spend a lot of money to buy local specialty wines, and then someone will lead you to the attic.

Fu Hanzhang felt withdrawn after hearing this kind of forced buying and selling, and pulled Lin Yebei's sleeve to walk away. Unexpectedly, the latter took out a gold ingot without hesitation:

"Take us upstairs."

It was the first time for the servant to meet such a generous guest, he laughed so hard after receiving the gold ingot, he quickly called someone to lead them up to the Fuzhu Tower.

The whole building has a total of [-] floors, which can be regarded as a rare high-rise building in the world. Fortunately, there is a chain ladder in the building, with a heavy object tied at one end, which can send guests to the designated floor with the help of iron chains, and saves them the trouble of climbing stairs. effort.

The top floor of Fuzhu Building is covered with bright red carpets, exquisite mahogany tables and chairs are dotted among them, and there are many flowers and green plants around them.

"I heard that the broken jade wine here is very good." Fu Hanzhang played with the jade pot on the table, "Master, would you like to try it?"

Lin Yebei nodded and agreed, Master Qiu Fengling is good at wine, and from time to time he has to invite his disciples to have a drink, and after a long time, it can be considered that he has exercised a certain amount of alcohol.

The wine contained in the jade pot is crimson and translucent, contrasting sharply against the green leaf-like jade wine cup.He picked up the wine glass to sip, and the sweet wine poured down his throat, leaving a hot aftertaste, which is indeed a fine wine.

He noticed that the little apprentice brought the paper lantern, and looked around as if looking for something, so he reached behind his head and pulled out the bright sand that tied his hair: "If you want to write something, use it."

Black jade-like blue silk flowed down his shoulders, his hazel eyes were stained by the smell of wine, and the slender wrist was stretched out in front of Fu Hanzhang, softer than the moonlight.

"Thank you, Master." Fu Hanzhang watched the hairpin turn into a pen in the palm of his hand, and suddenly groaned, biting his lips.

The joy that came from Mingsha was like substance, and there was even a faint pain under the right rib.He was afraid that Lin Yebei would find out that something was wrong, so he hurriedly wrote on the paper.

Lin Yebei stood beside him with a wine glass in his hand, and saw the young disciple write down the four characters "Peace and Joy" in an upright manner, then lit the flint and released the paper lantern.

He noticed that the font used by Fu Hanzhang was not the simple script that was popular in recent years, but more similar to the ancient style more than a hundred years ago. He was wondering, but suddenly his eyes blurred.

"Master!"

Seeing his body swaying, Fu Hanzhang hurriedly took his arm, only to find that his face was rosy, his panting was slight, and he was a little drunk from drinking.

Lin Yebei raised his hand to his forehead, he still underestimated the strength of Broken Jade Wine, but after drinking half a jug, the stamina was more sufficient than several jars of ordinary wine.

Just for a short while, the blush on his face became more and more obvious, and the outline of the scene in front of him became blurred, half of his body was almost leaning on Fu Hanzhang.

"Master, you're drunk." Fu Hanzhang supported him on the soft couch beside the table, looked into Lin Yebei's glistening eyes, and suddenly said in a deep voice.

He leaned down slightly, and was only a short distance away from the man's face, breathing could be heard: "Do you still recognize who I am?"

"You..." Lin Yebei opened his mouth with difficulty. In just a short moment, he became more drunk. At this moment, his ears and eyes were blurred, and he felt uneasy instinctively in his heart, but he couldn't recognize who he was talking to.

His Adam's apple rolled, his breathing was short, and he couldn't help calling out a name: "Zhaoer..."

Hearing this, Fu Hanzhang was shocked, and looked at him in disbelief, seeing the white-clothed figure nestled in the fiery red quilt like broken ice and snow, his tense heartstrings burst instantly.

He cupped Lin Yebei's face and kissed his cool lips.

"Hmm..." Dizzy, Lin Yebei could only vaguely feel a sweet breath pouring into his teeth, something flexible and soft broke into his world.

The world of mortals whispered in his ears, every word was full of emotion, Fu Hanzhang's eyes were filled with scarlet light, he suddenly tilted his head, and bit the side of Lin Yebei's neck, until the ice-white skin broke and blood oozes.

"I didn't expect to meet you again in Demon Realm,"

He panted lowly and smiled clearly, but tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, "Master, how could I be willing to let you go?"