The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

On Ling Jue Peak, cooking smoke curled up.The white crane spreads its wings and touches the water.

Gu Chenli never thought that one day he would cook for Rong Mushuang on Ling Juefeng.

However, such an incredible thing happened so naturally.

Gu Chenli brought a plate of spring rolls to the white-haired fairy sitting in the yard. The man was lazily leaning on the low table, relaxed and comfortable, a posture that Gu Chenli had never seen before.

Seeing him coming, Rong Mushuang straightened up, her eyes fell on the spring roll in his hand.

"Ah Chen, why don't you go to the cafeteria and steal a can of hot sauce?"

Gu Chenli's hands trembled when he shouted, and he almost threw the spring roll in his hand.

"Ah Chen...?"

Rong Mushuang took out one from the plate before he put down the spring roll: "Well, if you don't like this name, then... Xiao Gu?"

Gu Chenli put down the plate and answered the wrong question: "Master, do you want spicy food?"

Rong Mushuang chewed the spring rolls, and said vaguely: "The spring rolls are dipped in hot sauce, they are delicious. I also want tofu, the kind cooked in hot sauce."

Gu Chenli wrote these down calmly: "Yes, the disciple went to the cafeteria to ask for a jar of hot sauce for Master."

Rong Mushuang waved his hand: "Go."

Gu Chenli was very efficient in his work. When Rong Mushuang finished eating half of the spring rolls on the plate, he came back. Ling Juefeng was not close to the cafeteria. According to Rong Mushuang's eating speed, he thought he would have to wait until he finished eating Gu Chenli Li will come back.

Rong Mushuang got what she wanted, and she was very satisfied after eating the spicy taste. After sweeping away the spring rolls, she even pouted her mouth. I have to say that the original book is not exaggerated at all, and Gu Chenli's craftsmanship is really good.

Gu Chenli's eyes fell on Rong Mushuang's hand. The scars on that white and slender hand with well-defined knuckles had disappeared, and he saw Rong Mushuang sticking out his tongue and licking the shredded spring rolls at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Chenli quickly looked away as if he had been scalded.

The celestial being beside the low table was lying on his side, his eyes slightly squinted in satisfaction, his head resting on one hand, his white hair brushed back with the other, and his dexterous tongue restlessly searched for the scraps at the corners of his mouth.

Just when Rong Mushuang was feeling extremely comfortable, her stomach suddenly throbbed.

Rong Mushuang's complexion immediately changed, and his originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up. Rong Mushuang frowned and covered his stomach, but not only his stomach, but also the meridians of his whole body were the same as the night before, and the burning sensation spread all over his limbs. Skeleton, the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Gu Chenli noticed that something was wrong with Rong Mushuang, his face changed slightly, and he quickly squatted down in front of Rong Mushuang: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Rong Mushuang shrunk herself into a ball again, and softly uttered a word: "It hurts..."

When Gu Chenli looked at Rong Mushuang, his face turned pale. It didn't look like he was acting. If it was a bitter trick, it would be too much...

"Disciple, please invite Uncle Ruan."

With that said, he picked up Rong Mushuang and walked into the bedroom in the backyard.

As soon as Rong Mushuang touched the bed, she squeezed the quilt tightly and put all of them into her arms.

Seeing that he was in excruciating pain, Gu Chenli's eyes flashed fiercely. Is there anyone who can save Rong Mushuang this time?

Gu Chenli turned around to leave, but someone grabbed his sleeve lightly, with no effort, and almost missed it.

Knowing that it was the person behind him, Gu Chenli stopped in his tracks: "Master?"

Rong Mushuang was in so much pain that she was a little confused, she didn't know who it was, she held on, "Don't go, I'm in pain..."

The soft tone of voice caused a crack to appear on Gu Chenli's indifferent and resolute face. Is such a soft and sticky master really the same person as the ruthless and paranoid Mushuang immortal?

Rong Mushuang grabbed his sleeves tightly, her handsome face twisted into a bun: "It hurts...it hurts...you can't transmit sound..."

Gu Chenli paused with his fingertips: "Sound transmission requires the exchange of spiritual power, Uncle Ruan... disciples can't transmit it."

"Trouble." Rong Mushuang complained in a low voice, with pain overflowing.

Gu Chenli looked at Rong Mushuang's blurred eyes, and hesitated, "How about letting the disciple try to suppress the pain in Master's body with spiritual power?"

He had no way to stop Qiu Huaihan who rushed over because he sensed that Rong Mushuang's life card was different, so he couldn't take any more risks.

It's all about Yinlong, his hatred, there will be a chance in the future...

When Rong Mushuang heard that it didn't hurt, she nodded quickly: "Okay, hurry up."

Gu Chenli stretched out his hand to hold Rong Mushuang's hand that was holding his sleeve, and transmitted spiritual power along the meridians, moving around Rong Mushuang's whole body.

If you want to kill Rong Mushuang, this is the best time to strike fatally...

Gu Chenli looked at Rong Mushuang, and met his eyes that were blurred because of the pain, those eyes were wet, the tails of the eyes were reddish, and there was a teardrop that was about to fall.

Rong Mushuang put his life in his hands with such peace of mind?

It is impossible for Rong Mushuang not to know that he is going to kill him...

why?

Gu Chenli felt that the hand he was holding gradually relaxed and stopped shaking, and he absorbed his spiritual power.

He still couldn't do it after all.

If Rong Mushuang is no longer Rong Mushuang, he can't kill someone by mistake.

Gu Chenli pulled out the quilt from under Rong Mushuang's body, covered him up, and put the snow-white wrist he was holding into the quilt.

Before Gu Chenli could go out to let Rong Mushuang take a good rest, he heard Ruan Danggui's voice coming first before he arrived.

"Brother, I'm late."

As soon as Ruan Danggui entered the door, he saw Gu Chenli beside the bed, and Rong Mushuang lying on the bed without any movement.

Ruan Danggui blinked, then blinked again: "What are you doing?"

Gu Chenli's eyes darkened slightly: "The disciple just temporarily suppressed the pain for the master, but the master couldn't stand the pain and fell asleep."

Ruan Danggui walked to the bed in three steps and took two steps to take Rong Mushuang's pulse. His originally kind and dull expression became serious: "The original brother suspected that you had tampered with the medicine of Mu Shuang, and the younger brother believed that it was you. You, I still have doubts, now it seems that it is really you?"

Gu Chenli knelt down and said, "It's the disciple who failed the trust of the master."

Ruan Danggui resisted the urge to slap him to death: "Where's the antidote?!"

Gu Chenli shook his head: "The disciple hasn't developed it yet."

Ruan Danggui finished the pulse, and realized that Rong Mushuang was indeed suppressed by Gu Chenli and her meridians were burned, so she withdrew her hand: "Okay, very good, I didn't expect Zhixing Mountain to have a self-taught medical student, Gu Chenli Li, Senior Brother Sect Leader is right to blame you, Junior Brother Mu Shuang has always been unable to tolerate you, you have dared to kill your master now, and Zhixing Mountain will not be able to keep you, so you can go down the mountain today."

Gu Chenli was startled, as if something was choking in his throat: "Rong Mushuang wants to kill me and has tortured me for so many years, can't I kill him?"

"Which time did the senior brother in charge not defend you? Which time did the senior brother in charge not block you?"

"But which time did the head of the sect really stop the master?" Gu Chenli retorted with red eyes.

Ruan Danggui frowned: "Are you blaming the senior brother?"

"The disciple dare not."

The person on the bed turned over because of the conversation between the two of them, and muttered "it's so noisy".

Ruan Danggui immediately fell silent, and then realized that Rong Mushuang hadn't woken up, so she lowered her volume: "Junior brother, he has prejudiced against you all these years, but...forget it, I have nothing to say if you resent him because of it, but from now on, junior brother will not I will treat you as before, and you can take care of yourself."

Ruan Danggui left after speaking, probably to study the antidote.

Gu Chenli knelt on the spot and didn't get up. He looked at Rong Mushuang who was lying on the bed undefended, and his heart fell into an extremely entangled state.

What do you mean you won't treat him the same way in the future?

Could it be that all the pain he suffered in the past can be regarded as not happening?

Gu Chenli looked at him for a long time, until the night came quietly.

Rong Mushuang slept from day to night and woke up from hunger.It's okay if you don't have an appetite, but you will miss it if you have an appetite.

There was no one in the room, even Gu Chenli was gone.When Rong Mushuang thought of him, she remembered what happened before she fell asleep.

He was in a daze, as if he was pulling someone away...

Nguyen Angelica?

Rong Mushuang sat up, and there was a knock on the door just in time.

"Master, are you awake?"

Rong Mushuang nodded subconsciously, and then found that Gu Chenli couldn't see: "Come in."

As soon as the door was opened, the smell of food came in, the most obvious one was the smell of hot sauce, Rong Mushuang moved her index finger, got out of bed, walked to the table and sat down.

Gu Chenli watched Rong Mushuang get off the bed barefoot, quickly put down the food, took the shoes and put them at Rong Mushuang's feet: "Master, don't catch a cold."

Rong Mushuang let out an oh, and had no choice but to put on her shoes first.

Gu Chenli's gaze paused on Rong Mushuang's ankle.

"Junior Brother, I'm here to deliver the medicine to you."

Ruan Danggui entered the door and put a small bottle of medicine on the table, but his eyes were attracted by the food on the table.

Rong Mushuang issued an invitation: "Do you want to eat, together?"

Ruan Danggui: "..."

Rong Mushuang looked at Ruan Danggui's expression and suddenly sank: "I said why did you suddenly hurt again yesterday, did you also eat spicy food yesterday?"

Rong Mushuang didn't understand, so she nodded.

Ruan Danggui pointed at the bowl of red mapo tofu with hot sauce, her fingertips trembling: "The medicine I gave you is incompatible with the spicy taste, don't you know?"

Rong Mushuang held the chopsticks and tried to reach out to Mapo Tofu's hand: "I don't know."

"Didn't I tell you?"

"No."

"No? Impossible, I can't forget this kind of thing."

"Really do not have."