The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

"No, it's nothing." Xiao Qing avoided Yu Sheng's probing eyes and lowered his head.

It turns out that Master really doesn't remember what happened last night.

Xiao Qing pursed her lower lip, forcing herself to calm down and stop thinking about what happened last night, otherwise she would definitely reveal her secrets.

"Well, Master, I'll go to the dining hall to cook for you."

Yu Sheng nodded, covered his stomach, feeling very hungry.

He is just a mortal body now, he has not eaten for such a long time, and his abdomen is a little cramped.

Especially after the high fever began to subside, Yu Sheng felt exhausted, and Yu Sheng didn't want to do anything now, but only wanted to have a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge from the canteen.

Xiao Qing soon left with a sound, leaving Yu Sheng alone in the room.

"……Grass!"

Yu Sheng suddenly cursed into the air, then lowered his head and covered his face.

... He remembered what happened last night.

Oh shit.

Yu Sheng not only remembered last night, but also remembered it very clearly.

As if he was out of control, he felt joy and love unconsciously in his chest, as if he didn't know anything, he only knew that he liked Xiao Qing so much.

He had to restrain himself desperately, so he just hugged Xiao Qing and smelled the youthful freshness on him.

so close.

It's so dangerous, I almost revealed my stuff just now.

Yu Sheng lowered his head and covered his face, feeling hotter than when he had a high fever.

He was about to burn his whole body.

Yu Sheng didn't even know why he did that kind of thing, and he couldn't help himself to control it - he obviously didn't like Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing is really still a child this year.

But, but last night, when she hugged Xiao Qing, the smell on Xiao Qing's body was really good.

Thinking of this, Yu Sheng felt his face burn even more.

But soon, Yu Sheng remembered something more important.

The feeling of being out of control is really like being manipulated by a demon.

Could it be that he was born with demons because he liked Xiao Qing before?

His every move last night was due to the fact that his spiritual power was completely lost and could not be suppressed, so did he have a demon in his heart?

Does anyone else know?

Does Sui Yi know?Matsuma, do they know?

If they don't know, who should they tell and what should they do?

The residual heat on Yu Sheng's face has not subsided, but a sense of helplessness arises spontaneously.

……

"Master, Master, Master!"

As soon as Wu Ming came to Yu Sheng's place, as long as Yu Sheng was awake, the room would be so lively.

There was a bit of helplessness on Xiao Qing's face: "Junior Sister, Master just recovered a little fever."

"Understood~" Wu Ming pouted and stretched out his hands to open the door, seeing Yu Sheng sitting on the edge of the bed soberly, his eyes brightened suddenly: "Master, you really woke up!"

Yu Sheng had completely covered up his previous emotions, and now he just smiled and looked at his little apprentice: "You came here so early?"

Wu Ming nodded: "Senior sister and I met senior brother in the cafeteria, and want to have dinner with Master!"

"How is Master's recovery?"

Fu Yue arranged the breakfast brought from the dining hall on the table one by one, and asked Yu Sheng at the same time.

"much better."

Yu Sheng told the truth, it was probably because Xiao Qing took good care of her last night, or maybe it was because the wound on his back was just scabbed and still hurting so he didn't dare to move around, in short, the quilt was covering his body well, and he didn't continue to catch a cold.

Yu Sheng was supported by Xiao Qing, and moved to the table to eat.

Now the cook in the dining hall is said to be a female cultivator named Yan Daniu, who joined Qianshan Sect when Yu Sheng lost his memory.

For example, the bowl of hot porridge in front of me now has a thick layer of porridge oil mixed with preserved eggs and lean meat, and the rice grains are all blooming, which makes people move their index fingers.

Yu Sheng had stretched out his hand and waited for someone to hand him a spoon, but in the end, he was handed something completely different from a spoon.

Yu Sheng glanced at it.

A bowl of pitch-black to green soup exudes bursts of bitterness.

Yu Sheng: Vomit!

"What is this!" Yu Sheng raised his head and glared at Xiao Qing who handed him the medicine bowl: "Take it for me!"

Xiao Qing's expression was light: "Master, I haven't taken the morning medicine yet."

Yu Sheng almost fell down in one breath and couldn't get up, this bowl of medicine was so black that it was almost green, and a bitter smell could be smelled from so far away - it was definitely from Qin Huailan - ah no, Uncle Yu Ning hand.

"Can I not take the medicine?" Yu Sheng's voice was difficult and obscure, Xiao Qing didn't answer, Fu Yue was silent, Wu Ming blinked and looked at him a little confused.

By the way, he is a master, a master...don't be afraid of suffering.

It was hard for Yu Sheng to imagine how inhuman torture he suffered from his apprentice last night when he was in a coma and was fed medicine.

Yu Sheng tried hard to maintain a calm look, but couldn't help but took a deep breath, then held his breath, closed his eyes, and brought the bowl to his mouth.

Bitter bitter bitter bitter!

So fucking bitter!

The bitterness of his donkey ball!

Only Xiao Qing was standing in the room, and he could clearly see Yu Sheng's expression at the moment, his face was tightly entwined like a steamed bun with eighteen folds, Xiao Qing's mood could be seen clearly. Followed by tangled up.

Is this medicine really that bitter?

When I fed the medicine yesterday, I felt fine...

As a result, Xiao Qing was distracted, and Yu Sheng put down the medicine bowl with a calm expression on his face.

"Eat." Yu Sheng's expression was calm, as if the appearance just now existed only in Xiao Qing's imagination.

——If you ignore Yu Sheng's trembling hands tightly clutching his cuffs.

Xiao Qing was speechless for a while, good guy, how many faces does Master have?

But fortunately Xiao Qing didn't expose him on the spot, sat down again and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

Qianshan Sect does not pay attention to eating and sleeping, although there are exceptions for some extra perverted peak masters, such as Ye Wuqing.

But at least there is no such rule in Yusheng.

Yu Sheng swallowed a mouthful of porridge: "How is your schoolwork these days?"

He hadn't gone to lecture for several days, and it was true that he missed these little radish heads.

Wu Ming couldn't wait to say: "Master, we have been practicing swords on the sword test platform these few days. You don't even know that Senior Brother Xiao has made great progress. Senior Brother Hua Jin can't beat him these few days!"

"Cough!" Yu Sheng choked unexpectedly, and looked up at Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing lowered his head and drank the porridge expressionlessly, as if the focus of the discussion was not on himself.

Yu Sheng gave a dry laugh twice, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "Really, haha... Xiao Qing has made great progress."

Advance a hammer, is hatred really the number one driving force for strength growth?

Xiao Qing hummed: "Thank you, Master."

"Haha, you're welcome, haha..."

Yu Sheng has never felt that eating is such a difficult thing... Why didn't Wu Ming just repeat the matter that Hua Jin asked someone to escort Xiao Qing to the Discipline Peak that day?

Come here, engrave the five characters Xiao Qing hates Hua Jin on Yunding Peak.