Undefined high-risk occupations of fast-moving

As usual, Shen Ze'an prepared food early in the morning and waited in front of Yu Zijin's room.

His eyes seemed to be covered with a haze.

Shen Ze'an's eyes couldn't stop turning sour, even if he didn't believe what was said in the letter, he unnaturally revealed his fragility.

The sword technique that Yu Zijin danced in front of him yesterday was so familiar, it struck his heart violently.

His lips trembled slightly, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"An'er, what time is it, why didn't you wake me up?" Yu Zijin somehow woke up early today, and when he saw a shadow standing outside the door, he knew it was Shen Ze'an .

"Huh?" The man with red eyes raised his neck, pursed his lips and said, "It's still early, why don't Master sleep a little longer."

The closed door was slowly opened from the inside, Yu Zijin lightly gathered the skirt of the clothes that was casually draped over her body, and yawned slightly.

Shen Ze'an looked at the scene in front of him with some discomfort. The masters he saw in the past were all well-dressed. A master who is as lazy as today is really confusing.

"What's the matter today? It doesn't look very interesting."

Yu Zijin stretched out her hand and patted Shen Ze'an's shoulder, calling the man's soul back.

Shen Zean twitched the corners of his mouth and put on an unhappy smile. "Last night, I went to collect tea brewing water for Master, but unfortunately I was startled by a bird and spilled all of it."

It never occurred to Yu Zijin that the reason for her little apprentice's unhappiness came from herself.

[Yu Zijin: Look, this little apprentice I raised is really filial, it's not for nothing. 】

[Doubao: I just looked at the blackening value of 20, smiled and said nothing. 】

"An'er is nineteen years old, still afraid of birds?" Yu Zijin slightly curled her lips, stretched out her hand and pinched Shen Ze'an's cheek. "Look at you, you're skinny, and you don't feel as comfortable as when you were a child."

After saying this, he turned around and headed for breakfast.

Shen Ze'an looked at Yu Zijin who was walking away, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

Very hot.

Shen Ze'an stuck out his tongue and pressed his cheek, and couldn't help thinking: Is it because he is really too thin?

Yu Zijin sat at the dining table, and after eating and drinking, she found that it was raining outside.

The heavy rain was pouring, but it sounded like a patter, and it was very comfortable.

The man in white stood in front of the window, propped up the window with his slender fingers, looked at the emerald green in his eyes, and smiled in relief.

Sure enough, this heavy rain can make people feel good.

"Ze'an, come." Yu Zijin waved towards Shen Ze'an's busy direction, "I heard that your chess skills have improved a lot in recent years, play a game with me."

Shen Ze'an nodded, then turned around and brought a thin blanket.

"Master, your stomach is not good, blowing cool wind from the window will hurt your stomach."

Yu Zijin reached for a bamboo chair and sat down. "It's not cold this day, and it's quite hot under the cover, so let's forget it."

Shen Ze'an kept his mouth shut, just walked up to him, and covered Yu Zijin's abdomen with a thin blanket.

"Master still has to take care of his own body. If his stomach hurts, if he calls me again, it will be different from what he is now." Shen Ze'an spoke politely, but his hands did not decrease at all.

It reveals Ling Ran who cannot be rejected.

"Master said no matter what the comparison, it is better to have some luck in chess."

Shen Zean calmly sat opposite Yu Zijin.