After dressing up as a vicious beauty, I married Master

Song Ruosu thought he hadn't made a mistake, but after all, he wasn't his original body, and perhaps he had shown his feet unknowingly.

Pretending to be calm, he took the lead and said, "Master, do you have anything to ask?"

Shen Tingtan shook his head and said: "It's getting dark, how about Ruosu and Wei Shi having dinner together?"

He has been fasting for a long time, but he does not touch a drop of water or rice, but Song Ruosu is far from fasting.

Song Ruosu was frightened twice in a row. Although he seemed to have recovered, he was really worried.

"It's my honor to have dinner with Master." Song Ruosu respectfully said.

It was the beginning of winter, and the cold was threatening. Yu Chen Tingtan was fine, but Song Ruosu's current cultivation was too shallow to bear the cold, so Shen Tingtan brought Song Ruosu to the Nuan Pavilion.

Song Ruosu looked at the delicious food on the table, but because she didn't know whether she was a picky eater or not, she couldn't judge which ones should be eaten and which ones should not be eaten.

The reason why Shen Tingtan invited him to have dinner with him was because he wanted to give him a try?

As everyone knows, Shen Tingtan, the master, doesn't remember the food habits of his little apprentice at all.

Seeing Song Ruosu not moving the bamboo chopsticks, Shen Tingtan said apologetically, "Aren't there any dishes you like?"

Song Ruosu put a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin into his mouth, and after swallowing, he said naturally: "Master, even if I eat bran and swallowed vegetables, this disciple will like it."

After saying that, he remembered that Shen Tingtan didn't like to listen to such flattering words, but he was used to saying flattering words to his elders, especially to his parents, because his parents loved to listen to flattering words, If it wasn't about his younger brother, he would never fight against his parents.

Shen Tingtan frowned, and continued: "Ruosu, don't force yourself, if you don't like to eat, tell the cook what you like to eat, and teach the cook to make it again."

It is said that Song Ruosu is the son of a concubine, and it is not easy to survive in the future. Wouldn't it be easier if he had a sweeter mouth?

Seeing that Shen Tingtan did not show any disgust, Song Ruosu breathed a sigh of relief, and said adventurously, "My disciple is not picky."

The original script never mentioned whether the original body was a picky eater, but since the original body was abused by his biological mother, resulting in a sallow and emaciated face, he should not be picky eaters.

Shen Tingtan confirmed: "Are you really not picky?"

Song Ruosu was sure from Shen Tingtan's reaction that he didn't know his original eating habits, so he nodded and said, "I really don't picky eaters."

"Then let's eat quickly." Shen Tingtan also picked up the bamboo chopsticks himself, he hadn't eaten for two years, and he missed it a lot.

Song Ruosu buried his head in his meal, and suddenly, a wave of heat penetrated his brain for no reason, and then spread all over his limbs, almost boiling his blood.

What on earth happened?

He tried hard to chew the pickled vegetables and winter bamboo shoots in his mouth, and wanted to pick up another Sixi dumpling, but he couldn't hold the bamboo chopsticks with his right hand.

The bamboo chopsticks fell on the table one after another, and after a tumble, both of them fell down.

Shen Tingtan quickly grabbed the bamboo chopsticks, put them on the table, and then looked at Song Ruosu: "Ruosu, what's wrong with you?"

Song Ruosu lowered her head, and the exposed part of the back of her neck was extremely gorgeous.

Song Ruosu felt uncomfortable, bit her lip, but couldn't speak.

He has never experienced such a scorching heat, which feels a bit like the reaction of being hit by a carnival mentioned in the script.

He didn't know what to do, he was suddenly touched on the head by Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan remembered that Song Ruosu once said that he liked being touched on the head by him, so he did it.

"Master...disciple..." He desperately squeezed out his voice, "disciple is very uncomfortable."

Shen Tingtan raised his hand to feel Song Ruosu's pulse, and the pulse was disordered. He held Song Ruosu's cheeks again, forced Song Ruosu to raise his head, and said with concern: "Why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Could it be that this little apprentice is about to explode and die just like the big one?

He was very anxious, but he hadn't found out what kind of poison Zhou Hanhai was poisoning. If Song Ruosu also got the way, how could he detoxify Song Ruosu?

He was about to order someone to invite a doctor, but Song Ruosu threw himself into his arms.

Song Ruosu didn't understand why his cheeks felt comfortable as soon as they were touched by Shen Tingtan's hands. Before he could think about it, his body involuntarily pressed against Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan is his master, he absolutely can't do this, but his body doesn't obey, and he even wants to have a blind date with Shen Tingtan.

"Ruosu?" Shen Tingtan was full of doubts, and was about to push Song Ruosu away, but Song Ruosu grabbed his right wrist.

Song Ruosu instinctively begged, "Master, don't push the disciple away."

Shen Tingtan suddenly realized: "Could it be that you have won Hehuansan?"

Song Ruosu smiled wryly, "Well, this disciple thinks so too."

"When did you win Hehuansan?" Shen Tingtan did not try to push Song Ruosu away.

Song Ruosu said blankly, "I don't know."

Ever since Song Ruosu woke up, he has been with Song Ruosu, and he has also used the dishes that Song Ruosu used, and there is no acacia in the dishes.

So, Song Ruosu was sent to Hehuansan yesterday by that demon cultivator?

If this is the case, the Acacia distribution is too slow.

There is no cure for acacia powder, either get over it, or be happy with others.

Shen Tingtan asked seriously: "Ruosu, can you survive? Or do you want to find a prostitute for your teacher?"

"I can get through it. Whores are innocent? Although I can't save a prostitute, I can't allow myself to ruin a prostitute. Before a prostitute becomes a prostitute, she is also a good daughter's family. Furthermore , I just want to be with the person I like." In the last life, Song Ruosu died before his love Dou Chukai, and in this life, if he can escape the fate of being turned into a furnace, he wants to be separated from his beloved woman, Baishou. Leave.

"What Ruosu said is very true." Shen Tingtan was at a loss what to do, he could only say, "As a teacher, let's help you back to your room first."

Because the new bedroom hadn't been cleaned up yet, he helped Song Ruosu back to his own bedroom.

His style is not extravagant, his bedroom is as big as a group of inner disciples, and the layout is similar.

He put Song Ruosu on the bed, and once Song Ruosu was put down, he felt even more uncomfortable, so he grabbed Shen Tingtan's sleeves: "Master, hug this disciple."

Shen Tingtan had no choice but to embrace Song Ruosu into his arms.

Song Ruosu subconsciously rubbed Shen Tingtan's heart with his forehead, and sighed: "Master's body is so cold."

Shen Ting Tannian didn't blame Song Ruosu for his disrespect because Song Ruosu had won Hehuansan.

Song Ruosu's mind suddenly became chaotic, he put his arms around Shen Tingtan's waist, and said inarticulately: "Master's waist is so thin."

Shen Tingtan couldn't hear clearly: "Ruosu, what did you say?"

Song Ruosu raised his head, his eyes were blurred, and he said every word: "Master's waist is so thin."

Shen Tingtan was startled, not knowing what to think, how could anyone praise a man's thin waist?

Song Ruosu's hands went up restlessly, and then stroked Shen Tingtan's pair of butterfly bones: "Master's butterfly bones are very delicate."

Shen Tingtan has lived for thousands of years and has never been treated like this before. He thought to himself: Am I being treated lightly?

"Ruosu." He raised his voice, "Be more sober."

However, Song Ruosu raised his finger and stroked his Adam's apple again: "Master has an Adam's apple, by the way, Master is a man."

Shen Tingtan couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed Song Ruosu's hand away: "Ruosu, wake up."

Song Ruosu tearfully said: "Does Master hate me?"

Shen Tingtan threatened: "If you treat your teacher lightly again, the teacher will punish you."

"Frivolous?" Song Ruosu tilted his head and said, "Did I belittle Master?"

Shen Tingtan said affirmatively: "Yes, you are contemptuous of being a teacher."

Song Ruosu echoed, "Yes, I underestimated Master."

He had no intention of repenting at all, while speaking, he played with Shen Tingtan's belt, and then wrapped the belt around his fingertips.

Shen Tingtan sighed, and with a finger point, the tub was filled with cold water, then stripped off Song Ruosu's clothes, and carried Song Ruosu into the tub.

It was freezing cold, and Song Ruosu's body was weak, but he didn't care much about it.

Song Ruosu trembled, looked at Shen Tingtan aggrievedly, twisted her fingers, and silently accused Shen Tingtan of his evil deeds.

Shen Tingtan just patted Song Ruosu's head, but did not soften his heart.

After a while, Song Ruosu finally became sober under the influence of the cold water. Thinking about his naked body and what he had done to Shen Tingtan just now, he dived into the cold water, faceless facing Shen Tingtan. Listen to sandalwood.

Shen Tingtan took a copy of "Taiping Jing" to read, and stopped looking at Song Ruosu.

In the afternoon, Song Ruosu carefully poked his head out of the cold water and looked at Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan looked at the "Taiping Jing" without squinting, and opened his lips and said, "Is it better?"

Song Ruosu said obediently: "Report to Master, the disciple is getting better."

"That's good." Shen Tingtan said in a flat tone, "You can rest in the teacher's room tonight."

"Thank you, Master." Song Ruosu got out of the bathtub when the cold water turned into warm water.

He put on his own clothes indiscriminately, walked up to Shen Tingtan, knelt down with a "plop", and pleaded guilty to Shen Tingtan: "This disciple has belittled Master, I hope Master forgive me."

Even though it was not out of his own will, but was manipulated by Hehuansan, he did become a shameless disciple.

"Get up, I forgive you, Master." Shen Tingtan was not angry at all, seeing that Song Ruosu's clothes were half dry, he raised his hand to cover Song Ruosu's front.

Song Ruosu didn't know what Shen Tingtan was going to do, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and then, hot air came from Shen Tingtan's palm, drying his clothes.

"Why can't you get up?" Shen Tingtan withdrew his hand and asked.

Song Ruosu stood up as she said, and saw that Shen Tingtan's belt was a little loose, which was obviously done by herself, and hesitated whether to remind her.

Shen Tingtan was stared at by Song Ruosu, and suggested: "If you are not awake yet, go soak in cold water for a while."

Before the words landed, the belt was completely loosened, causing the outer shirt to open wide, revealing the middle and inner clothes of the same color as the outer shirt.

Because he is not afraid of the cold, both the middle coat and the inner garment are the thickness of summer clothes, and the color of the skin can even be glimpsed through the inner garment.

"Master, it's all the disciple's fault." The blush on Song Ruosu's face had faded just now, but now it came back again.

"It's okay." Shen Tingtan tidied up his clothes indifferently, and said, "Let's go and have a rest."

Song Ruosu put on his clothes and got on the bed, the aura from Shen Tingtan suddenly overwhelmed him, disturbing his heartstrings.

He is not broken, should his anomaly be attributed to the accident just now?