[Crossing the Book] The look of Shizun looking at me is not quite right

Qi Yu felt that he was wronged, but there was nowhere to appeal for this kind of grievance.

And you can't make Mo Yunheng angry. His personality is already very volatile, and now he is suspected of being sick, so you can't provoke him.

Qi Yu pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, my brother said that I will bring food back for the disciple at noon, and Senior Sister Fu Ling will also deliver medicine to the disciple, so the disciple has to go back to Tinglanyuan as soon as possible."

Mo Yunheng's tone was indifferent: "What's the rush? It's still more than two hours before lunch, just stand there properly, and if you talk wildly, I will destroy you."

"........."

Qi Yu was so frightened that he didn't move, his eyes were wide open, almost catching up with Asi's cat eyes.

Mo Yunheng is really a devil, why does a respectable and decent master speak like a big devil!

Mo Yunheng pulled out almost every drawer on the cabinet, and finally found what he was looking for.

Qi Yu saw Mo Yunheng holding a pale pink porcelain bottle in his hand, and asked himself to come over, and then...

"Take off your clothes."

"???"

Qi Yu's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stepped back a few steps with his arms folded over his chest, with a look of horror on his face: "Master, what are you doing? I'm a showman rather than a person... Ah bah!"

Halfway through the conversation, Qi Yu suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "I don't sell anything! Master, why did you ask me to take off my clothes?"

Mo Yunheng was much taller than Qi Yu. He looked down at the little apprentice with a terrified expression, frowned, and said in a cold voice: "I think about dirty things when I'm young, and they're all from the same place. Why is Aoki not as dirty-minded as you!"

Qi Yu felt that he was really wronged, so he pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "But Master, you didn't suddenly let Senior Brother take off his clothes..."

Mo Yunheng looked indifferent: "I asked you to undress to apply medicine."

Hearing this, Qi Yu was very speechless, and murmured in a low voice: "Just apply the medicine, just say to put the medicine on it, but if you suddenly say undress, everyone will think about it, okay..."

Mo Yunheng narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed past, and said in a dangerous tone: "Qi Yu..."

Hearing this cool voice, Qi Yu's scalp felt numb, his back felt cold, and his back straightened immediately.

"I, I, I was wrong! Master, if you don't remember the faults of villains, please let this disciple off this time! Don't dare to do it again next time!"

Mo Yunheng snorted coldly, and said impatiently: "Take off your clothes quickly, and I will spare you."

Qi Yu wrapped his clothes tightly, his big eyes flickering, "Master, don't want it anymore... Senior Sister Fu Ling gave the disciple some external medicine, which is very effective for wound recovery!"

Mo Yunheng raised his eyebrows: "That's just an ordinary wound medicine, this deity is ice skin jade skin ointment! It can make the skin leave no scars and restore the skin to the name. There is no comparison or conflict between them."

Qi Yu let out a "wow", icy skin and jade skin, this is a good thing!

but……

"Master just found it after looking for it for so long. It can be seen that it is rarely taken out. Is it... still usable? Will it expire?"

Mo Yunheng's face darkened, his eyes were cold, and his eyes fell on Qi Yu like ice knives.

"Are you questioning the deity?! The medicine of the deity can be used even if it is stored for tens of thousands of years! I don't know the goods."

When Mo Yunheng got angry, Qi Yu's legs went limp, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong... Master, don't be angry, I'll just slap my mouth and make it talk nonsense!"

"Enough." Mo Yunheng coldly interrupted Qi Yu, his tone more impatient than before: "Take off your clothes."

Qi Yu was about to cry, but cautiously refused: "How about...the disciple should apply the medicine by himself, and I won't bother Master to do it."

Mo Yunheng: "You can wipe the front by yourself, but what about the back and buttocks? Can you see the wound? Or are you going to fumble around? The ointment of this deity is precious, and you cannot afford to waste it."

"Back...butt..." Qi Yu touched his butt subconsciously, and he didn't know what to think, and said with a blushing face, "I don't need the butt? Anyway, I can't see it, and there is only a wound... On the back and back, I can look in the mirror and wipe it off, and I’m not a girl, so even if there are scars, it’s fine.”

Mo Yunheng frowned: "That won't work, how can the deity have scars on his body?"

Qi Yu didn't react for a while, and said in a daze, "Ah? What... Master's people?"

Mo Yunheng's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was light: "It's nothing, just the literal meaning. Although your soul comes from another world, this body is safe. Ping An is the disciple of the deity, so naturally he is the deity's person."

Qi Yu felt that what Mo Yunheng said made sense, so he didn't think too much about it.

Although he was good at brainstorming about others, when it was his turn, he didn't think too much about it.

Perhaps this is the legendary "the authorities are obsessed and the bystanders are clear".

Qi Yu couldn't talk to Mo Yunheng, no matter what he said, the other party would reply.

Fighting...then it is even more impossible to beat the fight, you can only choose to obey.

But undressing in front of Mo Yunheng always felt a little awkward.

Qi Yu's hand was holding onto the belt, and he didn't untie it after dawdling for a long time.

Procrastinate as long as you can, maybe Mo Yunheng will change his mind impatiently after a while.

When reading novels, I felt that Mo Yunheng was particularly impatient, and he didn't like other people's chatter.

Qi Yu still had a little luck in his heart, but he regretted it the next second.

Mo Yunheng really didn't like other people's gossip, so he did it himself.

Seeing that Qi Yu didn't move for a long time, he stretched out his hand to take Qi Yu's hand away, and then pulled his belt, and the coat fell apart immediately.

Qi Yu: "..."

Qi met Mo Yunheng and wanted to continue taking it off, so he quickly blocked his hand and said, "That master, let me do it myself! Do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing!"

It felt like Mo Yunheng's taste changed as soon as Mo Yunheng made a move, and the atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous.

Always feel that something is not right.

Qi Yu turned his back to Mo Yunheng, and quickly took off his shirt. Anyway, it was mainly to wipe off the wound on his back, and the one on the buttocks was on the upper side, so he could just pull his pants down a little.

Mo Yunheng looked at the young boy's immature body, his eyes flickered, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes.

Although the young boy is not tall, his body proportions are not bad, his waist is slender and his legs are straight, his butt is round and upright.

If he grows a few years older and his body grows, then this body will definitely be more attractive.

Now... Mo Yunheng has no interest in this fledgling body, except that he misses the tender touch.

Mo Yunheng unscrewed the bottle cap, took out a little ointment with his index finger, and applied it to the wound on his back expressionlessly.

Qi Yu's body froze and he didn't dare to move. The fingers on his back felt like ants were crawling around, itching and uncomfortable.

When his fingers came to his waist, at that moment Qi Yu felt as if an electric current passed through him, crispy and numb.

Oops... I kind of want to scream, moan, groan.