[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

Wen Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Master obviously wants to abandon me! You didn't even tell me you were going out!"

Luo He has raised him for five years, and knows how to comfort him best, and said softly: "How do you know, didn't I go to your place first to find you?"

Wen Yi's heart shrank. He didn't know whether to be grateful that his master was still willing to fool him, or sad that his master had also learned to be hypocritical towards him, or whether he felt that his master's feelings for him had changed, and it was hard to bear.

He is still willing to fool him now, but he won't be willing to do it another day. Where can he find such a good master?

Wen Yi even wanted to lock Luo He in this bamboo house so that he could not go down the mountain for the rest of his life.

Luo He patted him on the back, "Alright, come back in a hurry, have you completed the task?"

Wen Yi said in a muffled voice: "Of course it's finished, Master, I'm injured, and I need Master to apply the medicine for me."

He dragged people into the house, but it wasn't the master bedroom, but the study.

Luo He had a bad premonition, just about to speak, Wen Yi quickly took off his upper body clothes, revealing three deep scratches on his back, the edges of the wounds had already turned black.

"Master, help me apply the medicine."

"Does it hurt?"

Luo He's technique was gentle and did not make him feel any pain at all.

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Yi laughed at himself, "This little injury can't compare to Master's heartache."

Luo He: "..."

It's over, what should I do if I can't refute? !

Being caught, even his gentle disciples would stab people with words, Luo He is not good at all.

Wen Yi still didn't know that Luo He was distracted, he complained like a resentful woman and didn't get a reply, and Luo He's expression couldn't be seen from this direction.

As soon as I complained, I regretted it in my heart.

At this time, he should keep the master by his side, instead of pushing people away with this sour words.

But if he and the master can't talk about it, then the master may have completely rejected him.

Wen Yi pressed his lips tightly, the muscles where Luo He applied the medicine tensed up, the fresh wounds burst open, and blood began to flow again.

Luo He said warmly: "Xiao Yi, relax."

When Wen Yi heard this, he realized that he had overreacted, and slowly relaxed, feeling warm again.

He has always been so gentle to him, obviously pretending to be a shell of a high mountain flower, but inside he is gentle and kind.

But Master wanted to leave this time, did he despise him?Do you want to give your love for him to someone else?

Wen Yi's heart ached so badly that he even wanted to raise his sword and kill everyone who approached Master.

After Luohe applied the medicine to him, the cultivator's body healed very quickly, and he used the best ointment. This kind of injury would be healed tomorrow.

He put on clothes for Wen Yi, but was pushed down on the desk by Wen Yi.

Wen Yi suppressed Luo He with an extremely dangerous aura, and said hoarsely: "Master, you don't need to wear it. I still can't think about this matter today. When I think that Master wants to leave me, I feel unbearable pain. Master Can you forgive me?"

Luo He apologized, "It's my teacher's fault."

Wen Yi pushed up his robe, caressed his jade-like white skin, and that sexy waist, his eyes became deeper and more crazy.

"Then Master will make amends to me. I will also prove to Master that Master will never find someone like me again."

"So, the master is not allowed to look at or think about anyone else, except me."