The teacher is a fish

"Master..." He sighed softly, how many years were behind the sound.

Under the sky full of stars, in the sea of ​​flowers in the western pole, two men in white clothes standing side by side.

One person raised his hand and pointed around: "Look, I told you already, right? Our West Pole is really beautiful."

Seeing the people around him nodding slightly, Jiang Shuyin tilted his head and smiled, a little disappointed: "Actually...a long time ago, I thought about it, wanted to...really take you to see the scenery of the West Pole."

The land of the West Pole was once a ruined land hundreds of years ago, with poor mountains and bad waters, it can be said to be a piece of land left behind by the world.

It's not that people in the righteous way didn't think about opening it up in the past, but several groups of people came here one after another. When they saw the scenery here, they couldn't help being disappointed.

It wasn't until Jiang Shuyin fell into the devil's way and went all the way west that he finally came to this place, and then settled here, and named this place "West Pole".

Thinking of this, Shen Qingshu couldn't help but wonder: "Why did you choose this place back then?"

The world is so big, obviously with his strength, he can have a better choice, but he chose this place back then, which is really puzzling to the people in the world.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Jiang Shu smiled brightly, his eyes were like twinkling stars in the dark night: "Master, don't you think that this West Pole suits me well?"

Shen Qingshu looked back at him: "How to say?"

Jiang Shuyin replied: "This West Pole was abandoned by the world because of its poor mountains and rivers. It's a pity that those people only see its appearance, but never really understand it. It's only me... Maybe it's with me. It cherishes each other, so it was determined to stay here when it came for the first time."

"Similarly, all the villains in the West Pole are like it. I don't want to wash away their sins. I just think that people will do many wrong things more or less in this life, but there are also differences between people. There are many differences. For example, some people have been good all their lives, but only did one big wrong thing, and some people have been evil all their lives, but they only did one great good thing.”

Smiling slightly, he said with Yan Yan: "There are all kinds of villains in West Pole, there are truly heinous villains, and there are also good guys who have been wronged. They may not be the same at all, but since they came here, they are all from the past. People who have been abandoned by the world. Just like Xiji, if you don’t understand them, you will never know that every villain has a picturesque side.”

"So..." Just as Jiang Shuyin said this, he suddenly saw Shen Qingshu beside him slightly tilting his head, looking at him with Yan Yan.

Gentle, like a gurgling stream in spring, quiet, like peach blossoms gently falling.

His appearance under the moon is quiet and indifferent, like a fairy traveling in the world, which deeply attracted Jiang Shuyin's eyes.

Stopping what he was about to say just now, Jiang Shuyin couldn't help reaching out and touching him cautiously, as if to confirm whether he really existed.

After all, 420 years of separation, such a long time, Jiang Shuyin never thought, nor did he dare to think that one day he would see him again, and stay by his side as carefree as before.

When he gently grabbed his sleeve, Shen Qingshu didn't avoid it, but Jiang Shuyin's hand held it, but suddenly he didn't want to let go.

"Master."

Shen Qingshu responded with a smile: "What."

Jiang Shuyin said again: "Master."

Hearing this, Shen Qingshu finally understood what he meant, and when he slowly looked over at him, he couldn't help but shook his head amusedly: "Now that I'm confessing, are you still afraid that you won't have a chance to call me in the future?"

Jiang Shuyin pulled his cuffs and approached him like he did in childhood. I don't know if it was Shen Qingshu's illusion, but he always felt that even his tone became a little pitiful.It's not at all like the legendary chief villain of the West Pole who called the wind and rain, but more like the naughty child who loved him at his knees a hundred years ago.

"Master, I'm so scared, I'm really afraid that all this will disappear when I open my eyes, I'm really afraid that this is just a dream I had."

Shen Qingshu glanced at him silently, and the smile in his tone became more and more obvious: "How could it be, but speaking of it, what you are afraid of, why not I am afraid of?"

As soon as the words were finished, a person suddenly rushed towards him: "Master!"

Hugging him as before, Jiang Shuyin leaned her head on his shoulder: "I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't... I shouldn't avoid seeing you, and I shouldn't be here In the great war 100 years ago, in order not to meet you, I cast a spell on you to sleep, if not, then it would not be..."

Sighing lightly, Shen Qingshu interrupted in a warm voice: "Needless to say, all of this is over now."

Burying his head deeper again, Jiang Shuyin hummed heavily.But I suddenly felt in my heart that I was really lucky in my life to meet such a master.

Hearing his gentle breathing, remembering the past and the illusion, Jiang Shuyin suddenly let go of him, staring at him with deep and dark eyes, as if he had made up his mind: "Master, I I want to tell you a secret."

For the "secret" he was about to tell, Shen Qingshu felt that he probably already knew something.

Sure enough, when he just thought this way, Jiang Shuyin's slightly nervous voice came from his ears: "I love you."

These three words are like a curse, causing people on both sides of the red line to entangle for a lifetime and linger for a lifetime.

Under the moon, the wind blows a little cold.

The brilliance of the moon also casts slowly, not as bright as just now, but better than the softness of the last moment.

It can be described as hazy and nostalgic.

In the wind, Shen Qingshu raised his head slightly, and Huaqian Jiang Shuyin lowered his head slightly, so the two eyes suddenly collided in the endless night.

It was still Jiang Shuyin who opened the head first, and wrapped his palm around his waist. Although Shen Qingshu was startled, after thinking about it for a while, he still relaxed his brows and did not interrupt at all.

So under his connivance, Jiang Shuyin's actions became more and more daring, and even Shen Qingshu, who had always been ascetic in the end, fell in love. When the two finally recovered, they were already kissing live.

"Master, I love you, I love you, I love you..." He kept murmuring the most affectionate words again and again in the spare time between lips and teeth.

The result of this is that once the feelings between the two parties pour out, they can no longer be contained!

Picking up Shen Qingshu by the waist, Jiang Shuyin strode toward his room.

And during this journey, all the villains in the West Pole disappeared collectively like prophets!

But the emotionally moved two people have nothing else in their eyes, only each other...

Hugging him for a very annoyed walk, finally came outside his house, Jiang Shuyin looked at the closed door, his mind burst open with heat!

After the two doors were pitifully kicked open by him, Jiang Shuyin carefully carried Shen Qingshu into the dark room, then kicked the door firmly with his own feet, and then continued to lead him to his bed .

After exhausting all the tenderness in his life, Jiang Shuyin gently put him on his wooden bed, squatted down stupidly, and looked into his eyes with a smile under the moonlight.

Shen Qingshu's eyes were clear and bright under the moonlight, seeing him looking at him like this, his water-colored lips moved slightly: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Shuyin's heart was already jumping with joy and disappeared, and he didn't know what he was talking about now.And I can only answer according to his question, according to my own heart: "Look at you."

Shen Qingshu seemed to have a smile in his eyes, and continued: "See what I am doing?"

Without thinking, Jiang Shuyin continued to reply: "You are my master, so I naturally like to see you."

After the topic was asked, the two kissed together again.

It was Jiang Shuyin's first move just now, but this time he couldn't tell who was ahead of whom.

Gently untying his hair, Jiang Shuyin watched him sitting on his bed with loose blue hair, and was amazed by the redness in his eyebrows for a moment, and his eyes slightly opened wide.However, this astonishment was quickly hidden in his eyes by him. With his eyes hidden, Jiang Shuyin knelt on the side of the bed, bent his head and gently leaned his chin on his shoulder, and hung his hands around his waist: "Master, I like you so much, what should I do?"

Shen Qingshu didn't answer, but just let him rest his head on his shoulder.

It was rare for the two of them to quietly enjoy this moment of peace, and when the night outside became darker, Jiang Shuyin's eyes darkened a little.

Smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on his body, Jiang Shuyin finally got up slightly from his shoulders, but stretched out his hand and slowly brushed aside the hair on his forehead, and gently pressed an affectionate kiss on the red spot between his brows.

"Master..." His voice became a little hoarse. It was already extremely charming, but now it was even more human and emotional: "I... can't bear it anymore..."

Shen Qingshu's eyes lowered a little, and his fingers pulling the quilt slightly bent.

After thinking about it for a while, a blush suddenly appeared on his originally fair face, and a few strands of tangles flashed across his clear eyes.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Shuyin's heart suddenly rose, a little excited and a little scared.

But before he was nervous for long, Shen Qingshu slowly closed his eyes, showing an attitude of acquiescence.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuyin was suddenly overjoyed, even a little overjoyed: "Master...you, you..."

Seeing that he said one more word, his face turned redder, Jiang Shuyin thoughtfully shut up, and turned what he hadn't finished speaking into practical actions.

So, outside the house, there were many peach blossoms, lingering for many times.

Inside the house, a ray of warm moon slanted in from the window, shining on the slightly floating bed curtain in front of the bed.

Under the bed tent, Shengxue's clothes slowly left his body, and a large piece of jade-like skin was instantly exposed in the air, without any cover.

The white clothes were discarded casually, and when a pillow of black silk was reflected in people's eyes, it overflowed with countless tenderness.

After a long while, accompanied by the twilight peach blossoms flying outside the window, a low voice resounded softly in the quiet night.

It seems to be depressed, it seems to be painful.

However, no matter what it is, this soft voice instantly filled the entire spring night, causing people to recall infinitely...