Grumpy Reasons [Quick Transmigration]

It has been a year since Liang Su returned to the Hengxiao Sect. During this year, as a spy from the Demon Sect, Liang Su reserved his career and played the role of the white lotus disciple. The results were outstanding, and most of the disciples liked it very much. he.

——Especially the female disciples.

The system sighed, as expected of the former stallion male protagonist, even in other worlds, he still has an aura of attracting the opposite sex on his head.

At this moment, Liang Su was practicing swordsmanship in the mansion, and a female disciple had already brought a plate and looked in at the door.

In the past year, Liang Su successfully promoted from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core Stage, and his five senses became much better, and soon he smelled a sweet and greasy aroma, which seemed to come from the plate served by the female disciple.

Liang Su was helpless, stopped his sword practice, and said, "Sister Tuesday, come in."

Tuesday opened his eyes wide, came in from the door, and asked in confusion, "Junior Brother, how did you find me?"

Liang Su nodded his nose and said concisely: "Taste."

On Tuesday, he looked down at the things on his plate blankly, and suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's how it is..."

She shook her head, with a bright smile on her face, "Junior brother, I tried to make a peach blossom cake this time, and I brought it here for you to try."

Liang Su didn't refuse, and directly picked up a delicate and small snack and put it in his mouth.

so sweet...

Sweet to greasy.

Liang Su frowned subconsciously. God knows, he doesn't like sweets. After he came to the cultivation world, he didn't like this kind of sweet and greasy food even more.

On Tuesday, he looked at him expectantly: "Junior brother, how is it?"

Liang Su swallowed it reluctantly and said, "Not bad."

Hearing this answer, Tue couldn't be happy, and his face fell down, "Junior brother, you don't know, when you say 'not bad', it means you don't like it...It's because I made it too bad..."

"..."

Liang Su: Have you ever thought that I actually don't like sweets at all?My evaluation has no reference value at all?

Liang Su changed the subject and asked, "Most monks in the cultivation world have already fasted and don't need to eat. Why are senior sisters so obsessed with cooking?"

Tuesday sighed: "Junior brother also knows that I have four spiritual roots and have no talent in cultivation. I just thought that if I can't stay in the realm of cultivation in the future, it would be good to return to the mortal world to be a cook..."

Si Linggen, originally in the Hengxiao Sect, could only be a miscellaneous outer disciple. However, the Hengxiao Sect has a serious-looking Yunyan real person. Seeing that Zhou Chang is good, he made an exception and accepted her as a closed disciple.

The two chatted without saying a word, and a cry came from nowhere: "Uncle Master is back——!"

The smile on Tuesday's face froze, and he quickly cleared the dishes on the table, "Junior brother, I'm going back first, you should practice hard!"

Before Liang Su could say a word, he rushed on Tuesday and disappeared.

Liang Su: "..."

He shook his head, grabbed the sword again, and continued to practice sword skills.

Under the sun, the young man's swordsmanship was clean and neat, without any element of showmanship. Every move he made was aimed at the enemy's deadly point, not for aesthetics.

——But despite this, the young man is tall and tall, and his whole body is like an evergreen cypress. Just looking at it makes people feel its refreshing charm and makes people's hearts move.

In the silent mansion, only the sound of Liang Su swinging his sword through the air and a slight gasp were left.

However, after a while, a unique cold fragrance entered Liang Su's nasal cavity.

Liang Su continued to swing his sword as if he had never heard of it, his gait was light and his body was as light as a swallow.

The next moment, a slender and cold hand rested on his shoulder, stopping his movement.

Without turning his head, Liang Su said, "Master, your hands are so cold."

A chuckle of pleasure came from behind.

There was joy in that person's cold voice, "Martial nephew, how do you know it's me?"

Liang Su sighed, and replied for the second time today:

"odor."

There is a cold fragrance on Gu Heqing's body, which is so unique that people can tell it is him just by sniffing it lightly.

After finishing speaking, Liang Su turned his head, his still empty eyes reflected Gu Heqing's figure.

Gu Heqing's eyes fixed on his empty eyes for a moment, as if he was confirming something.

Make sure, this time, the younger brother sees him in his eyes.

Of course, he still got a satisfactory answer this time, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Liang Su said: "Since the uncle knows that the nephew can recognize the uncle by smell, why does the uncle ask the same question repeatedly, is he playing tricks on the nephew?"

In the past year since returning to the sect, Gu Heqing has often visited his mansion, and what he likes most is watching him nearby without making a sound, waiting for Liang Su to find out by himself.

It's like a childish game, but he never tires of it.

Gu Heqing approached him, and touched Liang Su's head with his generous palm, "Master, I want to know when my nephew will find me."

Got patted again...

Liang Su's rage value +1

No matter how many times, he still can't get used to being patted like a child by a man who looks his age.

The system suddenly bubbled up: [Can't get used to wearing women's clothing? ]

Liang Su: [That's not true. ]

system:[……]

...But as a "well-behaved" nephew, Liang Su didn't turn his head away, but smiled and asked, "Then why did the uncle hold down the nephew's shoulder and interrupt the nephew's sword practice?"

——Because, I can't bear your attention not being on me, even for a second.

As soon as this idea popped up, Gu Heqing was startled, and was at a loss for a moment, not understanding why he had such an idea.

He fell into a daze of thoughts, and stopped moving his hands. Liang Su was free, tilted his head slightly, and moved his head away from the control of Gu Heqing's palm.

The warmth in Gu Heqing's palm suddenly disappeared, and he subconsciously shook his hand.

He came back to his senses, and was about to say something to his favorite nephew, when he suddenly smelled a sweet smell in his nose, frowned, and his expression sank indiscernibly.

Gu Heqing's eyes fell on the stone table in the yard, there seemed to be pink icing on it, as if someone had visited Liang Su's house and brought him sweets.

Moreover, that person had just left not long ago.

Gu Heqing squinted his eyes involuntarily, his thoughts seemed to be churning, his eyes fell on his nephew's clean and youthful face, he stared at it for a while, and then asked casually, "Just now, has anyone been here?"

Liang Su couldn't see his expression, so he replied, "Senior Sister just came here on Tuesday."

Gu Heqing: "What is she here for?"

Liang Su didn't think too much, and said, "She made a new kind of pastry, and brought it over for me to try."

Gu Heqing looked at him, "Is it delicious?"

When Mingyue was away, Liang Su said honestly, "It's not tasty, it's too sweet."

When he said this, his nose couldn't help wrinkling, and he was very childish, as if he really disliked that sweet smell.

Gu Heqing was startled, and felt that his nephew's appearance was really...really...

cute?

Gu Heqing didn't know how Mortal could describe the cute appearance of a junior.

Or maybe it's... a naive look?

At the same time, hearing Liang Su say that he didn't like it without hesitation, Gu Heqing's cold thoughts suddenly became a little brighter, and the invisible pressure in the air disappeared. He thought in his heart, yes, my nephew doesn't like sweets.

Although when he got along with Liang Su, Liang Su had already bigued and they hadn't eaten together, but inexplicably, Gu Heqing knew that Liang Su didn't like sweets, on the contrary, he said he hated them.

Liang Su stayed with him for a while, and then started to drive away: "Uncle Shi, I'm going to continue practicing swords."

Gu Heqing said: "Uncle Master is nearby, how about watching you practice sword?"

Liang Su said blankly, "No. Uncle Master must disturb me."

"..."

Gu Heqing felt that what he said was reasonable.

So he left.

Before leaving, intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Heqing swung his sleeves to clean up the icing on the stone table and the residual smell in the air.

Well, it's clean.

Gu Heqing was satisfied.

The moment he left Liangsu's mansion, the gentleness in his eyes disappeared, and he turned back into the ruthless, calm and majestic senior brother of the Hengxiao School.

It wasn't until he returned to his mansion that Tuesday was completely relieved and let out a sigh of relief.

Disciple Yunyan who came to visit saw her appearance, and asked strangely: "Junior Sister, why are you so flustered?"

When I saw him on Tuesday, the desire/desire to confide came up, so I told him: "Uncle Master is back!"

on Monday:"?"

Tuesday still had lingering fears: "Senior brother, you don't know, every time I go to look for him in the junior mansion, when I meet the master uncle, his eyes are so scary..."

Monday: Is there such a thing? ? ?

He persuaded: "Junior Sister, have you misunderstood Master Uncle? After all, Master Uncle is usually not the type to be gentle with others, so he may not have any malice toward you."

Tuesday's pretty face wrinkled, and felt that what the brother said was somewhat reasonable, "But...it's still so scary..."

Every time she met the master uncle in Liangsu's mansion, she felt as if she was being watched by something cold and terrifying, which made her feel cold all over.

...But when she trembled and mustered up the courage to look at the source of that gaze, the master uncle returned to his usual indifferent expression, which made Tuesday suspect that the other party's malice just now was just her illusion.

At first, she just shivered on Tuesday and didn't take it too seriously, but when she went to find Liang Su several times and met Master Uncle by the way, the same cold feeling attacked her body again.

Zhou Yi said: "Junior Sister, you have to think about the best, what if you are just bewitched? Or are you about to be taken away by some demon cultivator?"

"..."

Tuesday: Is this "looking for the best"? ? ! !

Seeing that the junior sister's sad expression was relaxed, and Zhou Yi's goal was achieved, she smiled, but asked again: "Since you are so scared, why don't you often look for the junior brother."

...Although he felt that what Junior Sister said was definitely just her illusion.

An upright and dignified person like Master Uncle, in his heart, is a hero who upholds justice. How can he be as scary as his junior sister said?

The junior sister must have felt wrong.

Who knows, after hearing this suggestion from senior brother, Tuesday sighed, shook his head, and said, "But I just want to find junior brother..."

For some reason, she felt shy when she looked at her junior brother who had a jade-like face.

The shyer you are, the more you want to get closer.

On Tuesday, I don't know how many times I sighed today. She propped her chin and said distressedly: "I don't know what happened this year. The uncle who always likes to go out for training has come back very frequently this year."

Let her want to find the junior brother, but also bother to avoid the master uncle.

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