Demon Lord became my apprentice

As soon as Cong drank the wine, he was injured again, Cong Rong was worried about him, so he followed him back to the inn.When going upstairs, Cong Rong ordered Xiao Er to bring hot water to the house.

After entering the room, Cong Rong poured a glass of water for Cong, and said in a warm voice, "Drink some water and rest for a while, and take a bath later, Master will help you apply the medicine."

Cong Yi hadn't seen his master for more than half a month, and he followed his master every step of the way.At this moment, Cong Yi was sitting face to face with the master, took the water glass handed by the master, raised his elbows high to his mouth, and took a few sips casually, his scorching eyes seemed to be on the master, he was unwilling to part with it from the beginning to the end moved away.

"Master, this should be the longest time we have been apart." Cong Yi murmured.

"En." Cong Rong also poured himself a glass of water, and replied, "It's been 26 days."

26 days... It turned out that Master remembered it all.

Cong Yi felt a little flustered for a moment, leaned forward and asked, "Master...did you miss me during this time?"

When Cong Rong raised his eyes, he saw Cong Yi's eyes as deep as the sea of ​​stars, the brown pupils reflected the dancing firelight on the table, it seemed that there were twinkling stars, mysterious and charming.

Cong Rong's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at by his scorching gaze. For some reason, Cong Rong didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and after frantically looking away, Cong Rong hummed vaguely.

Originally, Master's rather indifferent attitude made Cong Yi a little bit disappointed, but inadvertently, from the corner of the eye, he saw Master's white earballs were faintly pink, and Cong Yi's heart seemed to be hit by something suddenly. Suddenly, I really want to reach out and pinch the soft pink earballs, and put them on the fingertips to gently squeeze and twist.

dong dong dong...

The concierge was knocked suddenly, and the waiter's rough voice sounded outside the door, "Guest officer, hot water is here."

Cong Yi was pulled back abruptly, and said displeasedly, "Come in."

Cong Rong looked at Cong Yi strangely, he seemed to be in a good mood just now.

The two clerks each carried two large buckets of hot water into the room. Looking into Shang Cong's deep eyes, the two of them inexplicably felt a chill down their backs. They didn't dare to say a word, poured the bath water in a hurry, and left.

Cong Rong said: "Go take a bath first."

Cong Yi replied weakly, got up and went to take a shower.

Cong Yi suffered skin trauma, and when he was taking a bath, he felt a slight sting when he touched the water.But this little pain is almost negligible to Cong Yi.However, Cong Yi didn't know what to think of, and suddenly hissed in a low voice.

Cong Rong was still drinking tea outside, when he heard the sound, he couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong?"

"Accidentally touched the wound, it hurts." Cong Yi said solemnly: "Master, I can't see the wound on my back, please wipe it for me, Master."

Cong Rong didn't think much, put down the teacup, got up and walked behind the screen.

As soon as Cong Rong passed through the screen, he saw Cong standing upright in the barrel at a glance.At a young age, Cong is already taller than him. Standing in a wooden barrel that is half the height of a person, most of his tall and straight figure is exposed to the air. His broad chest and tight waist...under the surface of the sparkling water, the waves In the midst of the waves, between the two straight long legs, juwu broke into Cong Rong's eyes without warning.

Cong Rong is a cultivator of immortals, and his five senses are different from ordinary people. Under the clear water, Cong Rong can even see the slightly protruding blood vessels on the surface of the juwu.The visual impact was too great, Cong Rong couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his heart jumped up uncontrollably, violently as if about to jump out of his chest.

Cong Yi has never liked being served by others since he was a child, let alone "being honest" with others, even his elder brother is no exception.Even though they are both men, Cong Rong is inevitably a little embarrassed when he sees another person naked in front of him for the first time.

Cong Yi didn't seem to notice Master's blushing pinnae, and stepped forward to get out of the bucket.

Seeing this, Cong Rong was inexplicably nervous and said, "What are you doing?"

"What to do?" Cong smiled innocently: "Of course I asked Master to wipe my back."

After all, Cong Yi stepped on the step with one foot, and juwu swayed twice following his movements.

"Wait a minute." Cong Rong held the cloth towel in his hand, and said in a tense voice, "You just stand there, and Master will come and wipe your back."

"Oh." Cong Yi sighed lightly, and retracted his feet.As soon as he moved, the juwu swayed twice.

"..." Cong Rong looked away uncomfortably, and calmed down secretly.He walked behind Cong Yi, soaked the cloth towel, and gently wiped Cong Yi's back.

Cong Yi's back is straight and firm, with a gracefully curved spine line connecting to the sexy waist, one point more will make you thinner, and one point less will make you thinner.

There were a few bloodstains on his back that were not deep, and had already scabbed. The dark red blood scabs ran across his fair skin, which looked very abrupt, which made people feel distressed.

Cong Rong held the cloth towel in his hand, and carefully avoided the wound on Cong Yi's body.Since Cong Yi was able to eat and sleep by himself, Cong Rong, the irresponsible master, completely let go. In the past ten years, it was the first time that Cong Rong and Cong Yi were as close as they were when they were young.In a flash, his little apprentice has grown up, time flies, Cong Rong can't help feeling a little emotional.

Cong Rong didn't want to touch Cong Yi, and his hands were extremely gentle. However, this soft force, like a feather sweeping over the tip of his nose, made Cong Yi's heart tingle, his blood gradually began to boil, and even his breathing became rapid. .Cong felt a hot feeling rushing towards his lower abdomen, and Juwu, who was still limp just now, raised his head slightly.

After a while, the impulse in Cong Yi's heart became stronger and stronger, almost burning out his last trace of rationality.Before he couldn't help but want to turn around and press Master under his body, Cong Yi said in a deep voice, "Master, it's alright."

Cong Yi's deep and hoarse voice was inexplicably tinged with a bit of danger, and it slid past his ears lightly, making people's heart skip a beat for no reason.

Cong Rong was immersed in the trance of the past, and suddenly came back to his senses, seeing the flash of fire from the corner of Cong's eyes, his straight back seemed to have become a little stiff, Cong Rong was a little confused, but he didn't ask more, because This situation always made him a little uncomfortable.

"You wash it yourself, Master is going out first." Cong Rong put the cloth towel beside the bucket and left.