After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

The rain outside has lightened, and the sound of the rain hitting the banana leaves has become much quieter.Even the lightning flashed across the sky, and the thunder that followed was weak.

With a pale face, Qingyuan repeated in disbelief: "Yes...confrontation???" The ending sound suddenly raised, startling Fei Yuchen.

"Aren't you unbelieving? Come, senior brother will take you to pay respects to Master." After finishing speaking, he grabbed Qingyuan's hand with malicious intentions and was about to drag him outside.

Qingyuan trembled in fright, and the other hand was firmly on the door, refusing to let go.

During the stalemate between the two, the door next door creaked and opened.

"Are you...?" Mo Ziyu leaned out half of his body and asked curiously.

"Master, it's like this. Qingyuan has something to ask you." Fei Yuchen quickly covered Qingyuan's mouth and responded with a smile.

Mo Ziyu shifted his gaze to Qingyuan, "Huh?", then turned back to Fei Yuchen, and said to him, "If you don't let go, how can Qingyuan ask?"

"Qingyuan is embarrassed, he wants me to ask, just because of this matter... ahem." Fei Yuchen took a quick look at Qingyuan's hand on the door, talking nonsense without changing his expression.

"Is that so?" Mo Ziyu looked at Qingyuan and asked.

Qingyuan shook his head, and then Fei Yuchen pressed his head badly and nodded.

Very aboveboard, not shy at all.

Mo Ziyu glared at Fei Yuchen, and said in a cold voice, "Don't let Qingyuan go yet."

Without the shackles of Fei Yuchen, Qingyuan didn't know how to deal with the current situation.Listening to their conversation just now, Qingyuan knew in his heart that the person in front of him was undoubtedly a master.

Thinking of the previous performance and the purposeful and embarrassing topic, Qingyuan's face turned pale.

Turning his head to look at his sister-in-law again, Qingyuan's face turned pale again.

Seeing that Qingyuan's face became more and more ugly, Mo Ziyu glared at Fei Yuchen, and said softly: "It's late, go to bed early."

Hearing this, Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and was about to go back into the house, but was dragged back by Fei Yuchen by the collar.

Mo Ziyu: "..."

Qingyuan: "!!!"

Fearing that Fei Yuchen would say some shocking words again, Qingyuan said quickly: "Senior brother, since he already knew that Brother Mo is the master, why did you lie to me?"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere became strange.

Qingyuan regretted it very much in his heart, but he couldn't take back what he had said, so he had to say again: "I mean...it's..." After a long time, no one came out, and his heart was anxious like an ant on a hot pot .

However, Fei Yuchen responded very brazenly: "Brother has never asked me, how can you say that brother lied to you. You didn't ask, and I didn't take the initiative to arrange Brother Mo's identity. How could I lie to you? Did you say that?" ?” Fei Yuchen asked sincerely, and his eyes were also sincere.

It seems to be the case.

So although Qingyuan still felt something was wrong in his heart, he still nodded his head.

Then I heard Fei Yuchen say: "Since this is the truth, then you have misunderstood yourself, Junior Brother. Therefore, you must pay attention to details in everything, which will be very helpful for your future practice..."

He was about to spit out the last word, but was interrupted by Mo Ziyu's coughing.

Mo Ziyu didn't understand very much, when did Fei Yuchen learn to be so glib, raised his eyes and glanced over, and scolded: "Is this how you teach your junior brother?"

Knowing that Mo Ziyu was angry, Fei Yuchen quickly moved over and admitted his mistake in a low voice: "Master, don't dare."

Speaking of Fei Yuchen teasing Qingyuan, Mo Ziyu knew it from the bottom of his heart, and he also indulged him.

To be asked so bluntly by the little apprentice, I feel embarrassed and guilty in my heart.

Seeing that Qingyuan lowered his head, his brows were knit together, his heart softened.So Wen Sheng said to Qingyuan: "Rest first, and talk about things tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Fei Yuchen, turned around and went back to the room to save everyone from embarrassment.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Qingyuan raised his hand and scratched his head, carefully glanced at the closed door next door, and exhaled lightly.

Looking up, he saw Fei Yuchen staring at him with a serious face, and then the word "sister-in-law" popped out of his mind, and then met Fei Yuchen's face.

Qingyuan: "!!!"

Fei Yuchen didn't seem to notice the change in Qingyuan's expression, and directly took out a bunch of treasures from the storage bag, and said while taking out: "Junior Brother, I'm sorry."

After digging out the things, he reached out and patted Qingyuan on the shoulder.Very solemnly said: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother shouldn't have teased you, I will compensate you."

Qingyuan shook his head and responded: "It's okay. Brother, you..." Qingyuan frowned and considered his words, and said slowly: "You can do whatever you want." Then he pushed Fei Yuchen out of the door very consciously, and closed it without hesitation. the door.

Seeing that the door was closed and the sound of locking was merciless, Fei Yuchen smiled softly and pushed open the door of the next room.

Mo Ziyu was sitting on the couch by the window thinking about something, when he heard the voice, he raised his head and glanced, then quickly looked back.

The rain had stopped, the window was pushed open by Mo Ziyu earlier, and the wind was blowing from outside, wrapping it in a chilly air.

Fei Yuchen walked over in a few steps, closed the window, and then leaned over cheekily, admitting his mistake: "Master, I know I was wrong, this time it's my fault, I shouldn't play tricks on Junior Brother like this."

Mo Ziyu raised his eyes to look at Fei Yuchen, staring at Fei Yuchen until he felt hairy, and then he heard Mo Ziyu correct him: "It's wrong, it's us."

Hearing this, Fei Yuchen's heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, ready to talk to him, but Mo Ziyu struggled to get out of his arms.

"Where did you learn your bad habits?"

Fei Yuchen smiled and posted it last time, sticky: "Where did you learn it? Master, do you want to know?"

Mo Ziyu shook his head and refused.

Fei Yuchen didn't like what he wanted, he stretched out his hand to grab Mo Ziyu's right hand, kissed the palm of his hand, and said crookedly: "This is called being arrogant."

Mo Ziyu withdrew his hand, reached out and pulled his face, and asked him, "When did you suspect it?"

Without waiting for Fei Yuchen to answer, he guessed: "When you found the Nether Flower in the storage bag given to you?"

"No, master guess again." Fei Yuchen shook his head and said while grabbing Mo Ziyu's hand.

His hand was caught, Mo Ziyu didn't bother to break free, and replied lazily: "No guessing."

Fei Yuchen grabbed his hand, first clasped his five fingers together, then opened it and pulled it back to grab it and put it under his lips. He gnawed one by one, and when he was satisfied, he said: "The second time we parted I became suspicious, and later I saw the Nether Flower in the storage bag you gave me."

"How can you be sure that the flowers are from the same batch?" Still in a lazy tone.

Fei Yuchen half-closed his eyes and looked at Mo Ziyu for a while, then suddenly leaned over, leaned into his ear and smiled, "If you can't tell the difference, Master will punish me."

In addition to the special picking of Nether Flowers, the flowers picked are also different from ordinary spiritual plants.

For other spiritual plants, the picking time will be blurred according to storage conditions, storage methods, etc.

But the Nether Flowers can't. As long as the same batch of Nether Flowers are not used, no matter whether they are carefully preserved or placed casually, Yaoxiu with a little eyesight can recognize at a glance whether they are the Nether Flowers picked at the same time.

Therefore, after Fei Yuchen saw those Nether Flowers, he had a spectrum in his heart.

Seeing that Mo Ziyu didn't intend to respond, Fei Yuchen continued, "Besides this, there is another reason."

Mo Ziyu was really aroused by these words, and asked Fei Yuchen, "Another reason?"

Seeing the fish take the bait, Fei Yuchen urged: "Master, you might as well guess."

I thought Mo Ziyu would refuse aloud, but instead of holding Fei Yuchen's hand back, he pulled Fei Yuchen into his arms slightly, and said with a smile: "Probably because Mo Ziyu is only It will only appear when the real deity is not here."

Being robbed of what he wanted to say, Fei Yuchen choked, unable to move up or down, so he could only bite Mo Ziyu's neck.

"Master taught me the body separation technique back then, do you still remember?"

Mo Ziyu turned his head away and replied softly: "Yes."

Fei Yuchen raised his head, put his hands on Mo Ziyu's face, patted it up and down curiously, and asked, "Why is it that the one whose body length doesn't look like this deity?"

Then he asked himself and answered, "Is it to prevent me from recognizing you?"

Very confident.

Mo Ziyu suppressed a smile and nodded, "Yes".

Fei Yuchen said again: "Then can Master change back to his original appearance?" His eyes were full of expectation when he spoke.

Mo Ziyu asked: "Why?"

Fei Yuchen coughed, lost a look that you understand, and did not say clearly.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyu directly raised his hand to lift him away, then got up and walked to the bedside, raised his hand and turned off the lights in the room.

The room darkened for a moment, and then there was the rustling sound of Mo Ziyu taking off her clothes.

After his eyes got used to the darkness, Fei Yuchen leaned over again, stripped off his coat and rolled into the bed very consciously.

After wrapping up the quilt, he reached out to fish for Mo Ziyu, and he had to face to face to be honest.

When I got close, I found that the face of the person in front of me had returned to a familiar face, so Fei Yuchen stuck it up, feeling very satisfied, and even said something sweet: "Master, I have to keep being favored by you." Proud."

As soon as the words fell, the soft flesh on the waist was pinched by Jun Mobai.

The slightly cool fingertips pierced through the thin clothes, causing Fei Yuchen to tremble.So he stretched out his hand to hold Jun Mobai's fingertips, and put the belt inside his clothes.

The cold fingers covering the warm flesh made people feel a fire in their hearts.

His throat seemed to be crawling with ants, which was very annoying.

Fei Yuchen lowered his voice to coax Jun Mobai and said, "Master, tickle, give me a scratch."

After finishing speaking, he put Jun Mobai's hand on his back.

Pulling his hand out of his clothes, he couldn't scratch the exact position through the soft cloth.

He grabbed it up and down twice and was led by Fei Yuchen to get into his clothes.

It really is a proud attitude.

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Although the sound insulation of the inn is not bad, it is not very good.

Qingyuan was lying on the bed, and from time to time he could hear a sentence or two of conversations coming from the next door, most of the time it was Fei Yuchen's voice, occasionally mixed with a sentence or two of Jun Mobai's soft voice, very soft and inaudible Be clear about what you're saying.

So Qingyuan was entangled.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, thinking for a while what to do if there is something that should not be heard next door.

After all, according to what the senior sister said, some strange voices will inevitably appear at this time. The senior sister didn't say how strange it is, but the senior sister was obviously very excited when she said it.

Although the voice next door still sounds relatively normal, some of the words Fei Yuchen uses are no longer serious.

Although Qingyuan was confused, he also understood that these words were not what he should listen to, so he raised his hand and covered the quilt over his head.

The soft quilt in winter can bring out streaks of light when you rub it with your fingertips.

Bao was stuffed under the quilt for a while, and when he poked his head out again, there was no movement from the next door.

As to whether the reason for the quietness was falling asleep or something else, that was beyond Qingyuan's understanding.