Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

It was already evening when Dong Zhao returned to the blue sky, Ye Qiao stood in the yard and waited for him, holding Xiao Xun'er who was clinging to him in his arms. It's a pity that I couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep on his shoulder.

Seeing him coming back, Ye Qiao went up to meet him.

"Why is it taking so long? How is it? Is it better?"

Looking at Ye Qiao's worried face, but when his eyes fell on the glutinous rice dumpling in his arms, a trace of indifference and jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"It's much better."

"Has Master been waiting for me here?"

Ye Qiao nodded, "I'm worried about you, you ran fast and didn't catch up with you, so I'm waiting for you here."

Dong Zhao looked at him, his eyes flickered slightly, "Master, please come into the house at night when it is cooler."

He smiled lightly, and just about to turn around, the little Xun'er on his body woke up, and hugged his neck coquettishly for a while.

"Xun'er is afraid of the dark...I want Master to hug Juejue."

Ye Qiao patted his little butt dotingly, "Okay, okay... tonight, I will hug you to feel sleepy with my big brother, okay?"

Xiao Xun'er was very happy when she heard it.

Raising two chubby hands, he shouted, "Master and big brother are sleeping with Xun'er in their arms—"

Ye Qiao looked at Dong Zhao with a smile.

"It's getting late, go into the house and rest."

Dong Zhao's thoughts fluttered and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he said lightly, "Master, rest earlier."

After speaking, he walked towards his bedroom.

"Azhao!" Ye Qiao suddenly stopped him.

Dong Zhao paused, and looked back at him with a dull expression.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Seeing his absent-minded look, Ye Qiao felt uneasy all the time.

"You...you won't go to my room?"

Dong Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Master wants to hug him to sleep, I'm afraid I will be crowded if I go there, I'd better sleep in my own room."

After speaking, he immediately lowered his head, turned around, and without waiting for Ye Qiao to speak again, he hurried into the room and closed the door.

Only Ye Qiao was left in the yard holding Xiao Xun'er, staring in the wind.

Xiao Xun'er hugged Ye Qiao's face and asked curiously: "Master... Is big brother shy? Why didn't you sleep with us?"

"Master?"

"Master—"

After shouting many times, Ye Qiao seemed to be frozen.

Xiao Xun'er gently pinched his cheek, and Ye Qiao came back to his senses.

"Ah Choo... Xun'er is so cold."

Ye Qiao was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he was holding a cub in his arms, it didn't matter if he froze himself, don't freeze the little ancestor in his arms.

He glanced at the closed door, and hurried into the room with Xiao Xun'er in his arms.

After coaxing Xun'er to sleep, his heart seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, he was flustered, panicked, panicked, in short panicked.

He opened the door and walked to Dong Zhao's door, always feeling that Dong Zhao was hiding something from him.

After much deliberation, he paced back and forth in front of the door, but couldn't help but knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

In the room, Dong Zhao did not fall asleep. He turned off all the lights in the room after entering the room, and sat on the bed in a daze.

Hearing the knock on the door, he had already got up, walked two steps and stopped again.

Outside the room, Ye Qiao raised his hand and was about to knock on the door again, but he put down his hand after thinking about it for fear of making a noise.

He asked softly, "Azhao? Are you asleep?"

After not seeing anyone in the room answer for a long time, he frowned and turned to leave.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door fading away, Dong Zhao lowered his eyes, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Qiao returned to the house, and tiptoed onto the bed, for fear of waking up Xiao Xun'er next to her.

Just about to lie down, Xiao Xun'er hummed and chirped.

He stretched out his hand and patted it lightly, "Xun'er, be good...Xun'er, be good——"

His gaze fell on Xun'er's small face, which was blushing, with dense sweat dripping from the tip of his forehead and nose.

"what happened?"

He put his hand on Xiao Xun'er's forehead.

"I have a fever!"

"How could this be? It must have been frozen in the yard."

He patted Xiao Xun'er anxiously.

"Xun'er, be good... foster father will get you medicine right away."

After speaking, he didn't have time to put on his robe, and rushed out the door and rushed down the mountain.

Dong Zhao heard the movement, walked out and saw Ye Qiao's hurried figure, before he could shout, his figure disappeared into the chilly night.

"It's so late, where is the master in such a thin dress?"

He walked towards Ye Qiao's bedroom.

Little Xun'er lay on the bed with her eyes closed in a daze, humming from time to time.

Dong Zhao stood in front of the bed and just looked at him like this.

"I thought I was the only disciple of Master in this life, but I didn't expect to lose to you, a young child, to be able to sleep in the same bed with him, and to receive so much love from him..."

Xiao Xun'er was suffering from fever, and kept moaning.

Seeing something strange, he stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Xun'er's forehead.

"Fever!?"

"Master, why did you go down the mountain in such a hurry to get him some medicine?"

"It's such a cold day, I don't even have time to wear a coat..."

"Master, Master, in your heart, it is equally important whether you change who is your apprentice?"

Xiao Xun'er groaned in discomfort, Dong Zhao glanced at him lightly, turned and walked out.

She thought that he would not come back after returning to the room, but who knew that he hurried in with a handkerchief soaked in cold water.

He still wants to eat vinegar, but he can't ignore Xiao Xun'er.

Gently put the folded veil on Xiao Xun'er's hot forehead, and after a while, Xiao Xun'er didn't feel so uncomfortable, and didn't moan anymore, but just closed her eyes tightly, holding her hands tightly with her two chubby hands. tight.

Back and forth, Dong Zhao changed the handkerchief many times.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, he picked up the handkerchief and recited a mantra, and then disappeared.

After reading a teleportation decision, he returned to the house.

He secretly leaned on the window and watched.

I saw Ye Qiao hurried back to the house with a few packs of medicine, and after a while hurried towards the kitchen with a pack of medicine in his hand.

He followed stealthily.

Ye Qiao doesn't know how to light a fire, he knows it.

But when he saw how Ye Qiao almost set himself on fire in order to boil medicine for Xun'er, sometimes burning his hands, sometimes scalding his hands, he was both distressed and full of jealousy.

Ye Qiao was choked by the firewood smoke and coughed violently, his face was blackened by the smoke, and he walked quickly towards the bedroom with the hot medicine for wind and cold.

Looking at his figure, Dong Zhao could no longer hide his envious and jealous eyes.

Back in the house, he couldn't sleep at all, the scene of the Dong clan being exterminated was vivid in his mind, Ye Qiao's cold face and determined eyes made him chill.

"It turns out that no matter who you change, Master will treat you wholeheartedly, so..."

"Shen Hui said that the master asked the concubine to see my future, and I will become a big devil who kills people without blinking an eye. If it is true...

During the cliff break four years ago, did Master deliberately not choose to save me?He...does he want me to die under the cliff? ! "

Thinking of this, Dong Zhao looked sluggish for a moment, and staggered and fell to the bed.