Master milk me

Shen Donglan looked down, and saw dense black dots on her chest, those dots were very strange, they floated on the surface of the skin, and they could fall off with a single pick.

"What is this? Damn it...it's so disgusting..." Shen Donglan's disgusting was not joking, it was really disgusting, like many bugs stuck to her body.

"Don't worry." Fu Xiaosi grabbed his hand and said in a low voice, "Follow me to see if there are any other junior brothers..."

"Shouldn't we tell Master first?" Shen Donglan asked.

Fu Xiaosi shook his head: "Master's spiritual power was exhausted too much, he was exhausted and fell asleep in the carriage. Let's not disturb him at this time..."

Shen Donglan froze for a moment: "...that's good."

The two went to find the juniors together, and were surprised to find that almost everyone had black spots on their bodies.

"What's the matter?"

"On my back..."

"I have it on my legs too!"

Seeing the strange spots of the brothers and sisters, Fu Xiaosi took two steps back in shock: "Could it be that we are infected with Yurong flower plague?"

"Flower, flower plague!!"

As soon as they heard the flower plague, the teenagers exploded.

I've seen that disgusting flower plague face before, and I almost didn't feel sick to death. Who would want to have flowers blooming on my face... I'm going crazy.

"Go to Master!" One person said.

"Yes! Go find Master!" Everyone echoed.

Fu Xiaosi shook his head: "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow... Master is tired today."

The teenagers were aggrieved: "But...we are infected with flower plague..."

Fu Xiaosi glared at them: "Then what can we do? Master is not a real immortal, so he can't save so many people." After a pause, his face sank slightly: "Besides...the Earth Grass we brought is not enough. Useful. Those quantities can only save those children..."

Shen Donglan was anxious: "Then what should I do?"

Fu Xiaosi looked at the carriage where Zhang Yanqing was in: "Be patient for now. Flower plague will not kill people quickly...it grows slowly. The infection time of those children is longer than ours, and it will die soon. Save them first. "

"But... that plague is so disgusting. When I think of countless flowers growing on my face, I get goosebumps all over my body, and my stomach churns when I think about it."

The teenagers were raised so delicately in Shushan, and they couldn't accept having this disgusting plague infecting themselves.

Fu Xiaosi's tone sank: "Do you still remember what Master brought us here for?"

Shen Donglan answered: "Go down the mountain to practice."

"That's it." The usual gentleness on Fu Xiaosi's face is gone, he is now like an angry little lion, and his tone is extremely domineering: "This is unacceptable, why are you still staying in Yuanyang Palace?" ? Fortunately, it was selected out of thousands of choices..."

"..." Everyone bowed their heads without answering.

He continued: "If you don't want to embarrass Master, you can go."

"..." The boys lowered their heads even deeper.

*

Inside the carriage, Longlong lay softly on Zhang Yanqing's chest, and listened to the conversations of the teenagers outside with his ears straightened.

It looked down at Zhang Yanqing, his brows were closed, his sleeping face was peaceful, a strong right hand was still wrapped around his waist, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Qingqing, both sides are sick now, and the herbs are not enough, how do you choose?" It spoke softly.

It knew that Zhang Yanqing was up, and after so many years together, it knew him best.Those ears are on alert all the time, even in sleep.

He moved his lips: "I choose to stew you in soup."

"..." It pinched his nose angrily: "Thinking about stewing me in soup every day... Then Longer will suffocate you to death in advance, lest you eat me one day."

The big hand tightened a bit, Zhang Yanqing turned over slightly, pressed it on the right side together, hugged it into her arms, and said in two words: "Use blood."

The dumpling in his arms froze, Zheng was stunned for a long time, and his tone was a little low: "You said before... that you don't want me to get hurt..."

"……"not talking.

"You lied to me again..."

"..." Still silent.

"Okay..." Aggrieved, it stretched out its small hand, its big eyes closed tightly, and it put on a heroic appearance, "Then be gentle... I'm afraid of pain..."

A chuckle came out of his nostrils, his hand was gently held by him, and he put it to his mouth and took a bite. The strength was not heavy, and there was a hint of flirting.

It opened its eyes suddenly, and looked at Zhang Yanqing aggrievedly. The latter didn't let go, which made it hum: "...Qingqing, you are really thinking about my flesh..."

Zhang Yanqing loosened his mouth, and he didn't know if it was on purpose, but he suddenly licked the corner of his mouth and smiled, with an unclear meaning: "It tastes good..."

A certain dumpling's eyes are shining.

Qingqing just licked her lips.

Still... still licking, licking very nicely...

want... want to kiss...

Thinking about it, with a sound of "Wow", it pounced on it like a hungry wolf wagging its big tail, but Zhang Yanqing dodged it skillfully by turning sideways.

Zhang Yanqing put on his coat and glanced at it: "Stay well, don't run around. Go out and have a look for the teacher..."

"Hmm..." Without kissing him, he lay down in the carriage and wagged his tail in disappointment, as a response.

"Long'er..." Zhang Yanqing called it suddenly, her voice was low and extremely gentle.

It raised its head and looked over: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yanqing stretched out his hand and pinched a talisman with the talisman. In an instant, the talisman paper turned into countless glittering colorful butterflies, flying around its head.

"Butterfly!" Nai Tuanzi raised her tail excitedly.

Zhang Yanqing's sharp brows unfolded softly, stepped forward and patted its head, and said softly: "The wild butterflies outside can't be chased..."

Longlong met his gentle eyes, stared blankly, and then remembered that it chased a butterfly on the barren hill to the hunter's pit laid by the villager, almost fell and was stabbed to death by the spikes.

It narrowed its eyes happily: "I see."

"A mere butterfly is enough for you?"

The big hand slid down and landed on his lips. Zhang Yanqing's thumb lightly brushed against its lips, crushing it: "As long as you are obedient, I will give you whatever you want."

It is suspicious: "Really?"

His eyes were dazed: "Really."

Simple and straightforward: "I want you."

Zhang Yanqing let go of her hand, flicked her clothes and left: "Let's go."

Nai Tuanzi yelled in dissatisfaction: "Big liar! Didn't you say that I will give you everything you want!"

Two words floated faintly from outside: "Fool."

Fool?

He actually said it was a fool!

The milk dumpling became angry: Is it stupid?

*

"Master."

When Zhang Yanqing came, the teenagers put on their clothes one after another, stood in a row and lowered their heads guiltily, not daring to look at him.

Zhang Yanqing didn't speak, just glanced at them lightly, picked up their porridge bowls, and cut the palm of her hand under their gradually frightened gaze.

Bright red blood drops filled three or four large bowls.

Fu Xiaosi said anxiously: "Master, what are you doing?"

The blood was still flowing, squeezed out from his palm, Zhang Yanqing's face was calm, and he said calmly: "My blood...can make rotten wood grow flowers, and poisonous water can be purified...Drink it, it can suppress the toxins in your body for a while."

Fu Xiaosi's eyes turned red: "Master, did you hear that?"

Zhang Yanqing was expressionless: "It's so loud, it's hard not to hear."

"..." "We were wrong."

"Drink it." Zhang Yanqing withdrew his hands and said, "Four or five days are almost over. I'll be back to Mount Shu within half a month, so I can make it in time."

"No." Shen Donglan said suddenly: "Master, what are you thinking? Let us drink your blood? Is this something people do?"

The teenagers timidly responded: "That's right..."

"Even if I, Shen Donglan, were really killed by this flower plague, I would definitely not drink your blood, Master." After a pause, he lowered his head: "Although I don't study much...but I know this is a big treasonous thing .”

Zhang Yanqing calmly lifted her blood-stained sleeves: "Well, then don't drink. Go clean up and find a cool place to stay."

Shen Donglan scratched the back of her head: "What are you doing waiting?"

Zhang Yanqing: "Wait to die."

"..."

Zhang Yanqing left, and the rest of the teenagers looked at each other around the blood bowl, not knowing what to make.

"I'll drink." After hesitating several times, Fu Xiaosi was the first to stand up.After all, he is a big disciple, and he is right to obey what the master says.

Thinking about it, he picked up the bowl and took a sip.

Smash it, smash it with your mouth: "It's quite sweet."

One person asked: "Sweet?"

Fu Xiaosi nodded: "It's not like blood at all, it's not fishy at all... It's like thick syrup, mellow and mellow."

"So amazing?"

"Ah."

"I want to try..."

"I also want……"

The teenagers all took a sip, leaving Shen Donglan standing there, preferring to die, and even looked at them with disgust: "Why are you...drinking Master's blood? You won't be afraid of being struck by lightning!"

Fu Xiaosi handed the blood bowl to his mouth, didn't care what he said at all, and said to himself: "Try Donglan, it's quite sweet."

"Are you kidding me? I don't drink human blood, let alone my master's blood. Who is the master? One person is a teacher and a father for life... Do you drink your own father's blood?"

The lower jaw suddenly stopped, and Fu Xiaosi pried open his jaw, and forced a mouthful of blood into it: "Master wants you to drink, you can drink it, so there are so many nonsense."

Shen Donglan resisted all over her body: "I won't drink...uh...absolutely not..." Smack your mouth, aftertaste: "Mmm...it seems really sweet."

Fu Xiaosi smiled lightly: "That's right."

Shen Donglan licked her lips and stared at the empty blood bowl: "Is Master made of candied haws? Why is the blood so sweet? I thought I was drinking syrup..."

"I don't know if it's candied haws or not." Fu Xiaosi cleaned up the bowl and said in a heavy tone, "As long as we don't cause trouble for Master, he's already tired enough."

Shen Donglan: "Yes."

*

Smelling the fragrance, Longlong entered Honeysuckle's house.

The honeysuckle is cooking, and the rabbit meat that I don't know where to get it, is delicious, and the smell makes my mouth water.

The milk dumpling smelled its arrival, and stood by the stove drooling, staring longingly at the oily rabbit meat stir-frying in the pot.

Honeysuckle wiped off her sweat and said with a smile, "Ah... the young master is here."

Longlong shook his tail: "Fatty..."

Honeysuckle stretched out her finger to stick the oil on the sticky spatula, and tasted it in her mouth: "Why... little boy, do you want to eat it?"

Nodding excitedly, the tail wagged faster: "Sister, I want to eat."

"Come..." Honeysuckle picked up a piece of rabbit meat from the pot with the spatula, and handed it to its mouth, smiling dotingly: "Open your mouth, sister will feed it to you."

"Ah..." Xuepen opened his mouth wide, and the spatula disappeared in one gulp. The little girl trembled in fright, and almost fainted.

"Ah!" Honeysuckle screamed.

I saw Longlong smacking his lips and swallowing the spatula together, without any news.

Its eyes were fixed on the rabbit meat in the pot, and it was wagging its tail considering whether to eat the stove, when Zhang Yanqing found it in time.

"Dragon?"

Zhang Yanqing came in, and when he heard his voice, it turned around excitedly, jumped into his arms, "Qingqing!"

Zhang Yanqing grabbed its horn and said angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to run around?"

"Hmm..." it hummed, "Longlong wants to eat meat."

"Okay..." Zhang Yanqing became more angry: "I don't mind cooking you now."

It drooped its tail cowardly: "I won't eat it, Long Er won't eat it. What are you doing so fiercely?"

He drank lightly: "Go back."

"Ah..." Gluttonous Dragon turned his head twice in three steps, stared at the rabbit meat reluctantly and left.

Zhang Yanqing looked at the frightened Honeysuckle, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

When Honeysuckle saw Zhang Yanqing, her face turned red like blood, and she couldn't hide her daughter's shyness: "I...I'm fine...Thank you for your concern..."

Zhang Yanqing glanced at the small kitchen, and his eyes fell on the slop bucket.He walked over to check the porridge left in the slop bucket.

The porridge is already sour.

Apart from this, there is nothing else unusual.

Honeysuckle asked suspiciously: "Doctor... why are you squatting in front of the slop bucket?"

Zhang Yanqing shook her head slightly: "It's okay."

Honeysuckle said: "Doctor, are you hungry? I just made some side dishes, and I'm about to call you... Now that the doctor is here, don't leave, let's go after eating."

Zhang Yanqing took a deep look at the rabbit meat in the pot, and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Honeysuckle was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "I set up a trap on the barren mountain. I originally wanted to catch a big one, but unexpectedly I only caught a small one."

Her tone was extremely regretful.

Zhang Yanqing's eyebrows gradually darkened, staring at her for a long time without speaking.

Honeysuckle blushed when she saw her, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with the doctor? Why... look at me like this?"

"It's nothing." The three words were spat out heavily, and Zhang Yanqing left with his sleeves. He didn't need to show any major emotions, but he could tell that he was angry, very angry.

Leaving Honeysuckle alone in the kitchen.

After a while, she walked to the slop bucket, stared at the slop bucket for a while, picked it up, and came to the little old man.

Smiling: "Daddy... has eaten."

Inside the carriage, Long Long sat on Zhang Yanqing's lap, holding Zhang Yanqing's injured palm with a distressed expression.Afterwards, he lowered his head and licked it lightly.

Zhang Yanqing's hand holding the pen froze, looked down at the dumpling who was licking his palm earnestly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't let you eat meat, do you want to eat my hand?"

"No..." Nai Tuanzi raised his head, with big round eyes open, "I thought Qingqing was going to use my blood..."

Seeing its downcast appearance, Zhang Yanqing withdrew the teasing ending, and said calmly: "Everyone's is the same, they are all nourished by Dragon Balls."

"Qingqing..." It seemed even more depressed.

Zhang Yanqing hugged it aside: "If you feel distressed, be more obedient."

Sniffing: "That won't work."

"..." "I'm used to you."

Proudly akimbo: "You have to get used to me."

Zhang Yanqing shook her head helplessly, and was about to write something, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and the sour and smelly picture in the slop bucket just now flashed across.

I was shocked.

No, he missed something.

Thinking, hurriedly got out of the carriage and went to Honeysuckle's house.

Honeysuckle was walking into the house with a cleaned slop bucket, and when she saw him coming, she shyly said, "Doctor...why are you here again?"