Master milk me

The luminous butterfly flew into the hall.

In the main hall, Zhang Yanqing was sorting out the desks and bookshelves that had been abandoned for a long time. Although Fu Xiaosi often tidied them up, the books in the bookshelves were sorted in a mess.

At the door, the butterfly led the young man to fly in, and perched on his fingertips.

Zhang Yanqing raised his hand slightly, and the butterfly flew up, turned into countless shiny spots and disappeared.

Longlong stood at the door, looking at him with red eyes.Zhang Yanqing also looked over, met his eyes directly, and was instantly confused.

That cold face looked calm, but in fact, the pupils were secretly flickering and dilated because of tension and excitement.

Soon, Zhang Yanqing averted his eyes, turned his head expressionlessly, and continued to tidy up the desk.As if he didn't know him.

"Master..." he called him.

"..." He didn't answer.

"Master..." The boy's voice trembled with excitement.

"..." Zhang Yanqing opened her lips, wanting to respond, but after thinking about it, she swallowed it back.

Longlong took two steps forward and looked at him aggrievedly.

As he walked, he started to run, gradually shrinking from a high-spirited young man to a short and small dumpling.

Like a puppy, the little boy rushed towards him wagging his tail, threw himself into his arms, and shouted happily: "Master!"

Zhang Yanqing's body was stiff, and after a long time, she collected herself before lowering her head to look at him.

Nai Tuanzi was tearful, crying unambiguously, and said in a naive voice, "Master, I miss you so much, I think you are going crazy. Over the years, I want to hollow out the mountain where you practiced, But I'm afraid you'll blame me."

"..." Zhang Yanqing didn't move.

Like a monkey, he climbed up bit by bit along his thighs and hung around his waist.

"Master." He called sweetly.

"..." Zhang Yanqing still didn't move.

"Master..." continued to act like a spoiled child.

"..." Zhang Yanqing finally had a little expression, which was hard to describe, but very subtle.

"Look at me." He turned his face away slightly.Dissatisfied, he turned his hand towards Zhang Yanqing and forced Zhang Yanqing to look at him.

Zhang Yanqing raised his eyes slowly, and after staring at him for a long time, his body became more and more tense and stiff, perhaps trying to break the silence, he opened his mouth stiffly and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Nai Tuanzi giggled, "I'm hungry."

Zhang Yanqing stared at his smile, and suddenly felt a little bitter in her heart.This bastard left as soon as he said he would leave... It made him sad for several years, but now he can still smile so happily.

He reached out and grabbed his horn, suddenly sank his face, and threw him to the ground: "Then be hungry."

Group: "..."

Zhang Yanqing lowered his hands and walked out.He quickly got up from the ground and asked, "Where are you going, Master?"

Zhang Yanqing: "The canteen."

*

In the dining hall, Fu Xiaosi set up the food and drinks early.

Shen Donglan stood by the corner, banging her head against the wall, moaning.After drinking the hangover soup, his mind is dizzy and the pain is severe.

"Brother...my head hurts..." He rolled on the wall, rolled onto Fu Xiaosi, and rubbed on his back: "I'm dying of pain."

Fu Xiaosi was washing the dishes, with a disgusted expression on his face: "Who told you to drink so much? Did I tell you to drink it? Now that your head hurts, what are you calling me here again?"

He hugged his waist from behind, leaned his chin on his shoulder, and smiled: "Aren't you... happy, I am happy that Master is out."

Fu Xiaosi: "Excuses."

Shen Donglan flattered and said: "Oh... don't be angry..." His hand moved restlessly on his lower abdomen, and after touching it for a while, he suddenly realized: "Brother, why don't you push me away now?"

"Push you big-headed ghost!" Fu Xiaosi kicked over, blushing: "Didn't you see that I was washing the dishes? When I free my hands, I will kill you with my palm."

Shen Donglan smirked: "Hey hey hey... I don't know why, the more senior brother hits me, the more excited I get. It's best to hit me on the bed... Hardly, the more you hit me, the happier you will be."

Fu Xiaosi: "..." "Pervert."

"Pervert is pervert, anyway, I am happy."

Shen Donglan leaned aside, resting her chin on her hands, her eyes shining brightly: "It's all because senior brother is so cute when he was born. It doesn't look like he's angry, he's clearly acting like a spoiled child to me..."

Fu Xiaosi's forehead bulged with blue veins: "Shen Donglan!"

Happy to respond: "Hey——"

Fu Xiaosi: "Get out!"

Shen Donglan: "That's great!"

Outside, two slender shadows walked in side by side.Followed closely by the disciples practicing swords outside, also followed in succession.

Seeing the older handsome man, the young people bowed and saluted one after another: "Master."

"Yes." Zhang Yanqing glanced at them: "Wash your hands and eat."

"Yes." The disciples obediently went.

Zhang Yanqing walked to Shen Donglan's side, sat down next to him, and sat between him and Fu Xiaosi.The two of them froze in shock.

Shen Donglan poked her head across Zhang Yanqing, and winked at Fu Xiaosi: What the hell?Why is Master sitting here?

Fu Xiaosi shook his head: You ask me?how could I know?

The two disciples looked at each other secretly, and Zhang Yanqing sat in the center and ate with a calm face.

At this time, Shen Donglan's shoulder was patted twice.He looked up subconsciously, and saw the energetic young man standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

Long Long: "Brother, let me go."

Shen Donglan: "Why? This is my seat?"

There was a dead rule in the dining hall a long time ago. Everyone can only sit in their own seat and cannot move while eating.Zhang Yanqing broke it, because he is the master, so the disciples naturally dare not commit it.

He was very unreasonable: "It's mine now."

Shen Donglan frowned: "Nonsense, my name is clearly written on it." As she spoke, she pointed to the name engraved on the back of the chair: "Shen Donglan, three words, read it? Besides, you are not afraid of being punished." .”

He glanced at Zhang Yanqing who was eating seriously, then looked at Longlong, and whispered, "Master is right here."

The corner of Longlong's mouth twitched, he bent down, and leaned close to Shen Donglan's ear, and whispered something, Shen Donglan's entire face suddenly turned red.

"Dang...Dangdang seriously!?" He excitedly said.

Longlong smiled and nodded: "Really."

"Cough... oops, I have a headache... hiss... it hurts badly..." Shen Dong put down the blue bowl, supported his forehead and staggered out, "Master... I have a headache, I'm going to rest for a while ...Ouch...it hurts..."

Zhang Yanqing: "..."

Longlong supported him, and sang and chatted with him: "Brother, go to rest quickly, I will eat the leftovers for you."

"Okay. Thank you, Junior Brother." Shen Donglan secretly winked at him and left.

Longlong happily sat on his seat and took over his bowl and chopsticks.

After a while, he rested his chin on one hand and bit his chopsticks to look at Zhang Yanqing.Those eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, which made Zhang Yanqing's body froze.

Zhang Yanqing didn't move while holding the bowl.

Longlong took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl, moved the chair closer, and said coyly: "Master eats more meat... You've lost weight after being locked up for so long."

Zhang Yanqing responded lightly: "En."

He snatched another piece of chicken leg from the brother next door, and stuffed it straight into Zhang Yanqing's bowl: "Master, eat more..."

Zhang Yanqing: "..."

After a while, the other disciples at the table complained again and again, and all of them were robbed by a certain dragon without eating a few bites.Looking at Zhang Yanqing's bowl, a small hill was formed, with a small tomato on top of the hill.

Finally, Zhang Yanqing couldn't bear it anymore, looked over, and asked softly, "Why don't you eat?"

The handsome young man was startled, and suddenly bit his lips and smiled shyly: "I... have a small appetite, so I can't eat much."

"..." Zhang Yanqing shook her hand, and the hill almost collapsed.

"..." A table of people panicked.

Zhang Yanqing tentatively asked: "Are you serious?"

Longlong nodded: "Jizhen."

"..." Zhang Yanqing couldn't speak, but just looked up at the sky outside, wondering if it would strike a thunderbolt, and strike to death this unfaithful and heart-beating villain.

"Master..." He handed over a glass of water: "Drink water."

Zhang Yanqing hesitated for a while, then took it: "Yes."

After taking a sip of water, the spicy taste mixed with the bitter taste spread on the tip of the tongue. Fortunately, he is a person with a strong mind and a calm mind, otherwise others would spit out stomach acid after drinking it.

The young man on the side smiled harmlessly: "Master, drink more water, you have been hiding in it for so long... Naturally, you haven't drank it for a long time, or you're thirsty." Blame him for going to retreat.

Zhang Yanqing's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the saliva expressionlessly, and replied: "Yes."

"Ok?"

Longlong narrowed his suspicious eyes slightly, and looked into his cup, as if wondering why he didn't spit it out.

Zhang Yanqing handed him back the remaining half glass of water: "Do you want a drink?"

"..." He was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he hesitated to take the water glass and took a sip.After taking this bite, he coughed hotly, almost choking him to death.

The corners of Zhang Yanqing's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked him, "Is it good?"

"Ahem..." His tongue was swollen, and his eyes were full of choking, but he still refused to admit defeat: "Master's drink is naturally delicious."

Zhang Yanqing ate calmly: "Well, then drink all of it. You know, I don't like your waste."

"..."

When the dinner was over, Longlong was still coughing. The glass of water in his belly made his throat swollen. If he had known Zhang Yanqing would not be counted against him, he would have injured himself.

Zhang Yanqing came over, walked over in a happy mood, glanced at him, and said, "I have mint leaves in my room, would you like to taste some?"

He shook his head angrily: "I'm fine."

Zhang Yanqing stretched out his hand to him: "I'll lead you there."

"..." Staring at the big hand, his eyes flickered, and then he handed it to him, "Okay."

In the room, he sat on Zhang Yanqing's bed, raised his head, and let Zhang Yanqing toss and turn.

"Open your mouth." Zhang Yanqing said.

He obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his swollen tongue.For some reason, staring at the tongue, Zhang Yanqing's ears suddenly turned red.

That rascal's mouth had violated him.

"Master..." He smiled: "What are you thinking?"

Zhang Yanqing regained consciousness, took a spoonful of the mint juice from the pounding, and dripped it on the tip of his tongue, "It's nothing."

"Hiss... so cold." He blinked.

Zhang Yanqing's voice was a little hoarse: "I don't want my throat to be damaged, so don't eat spicy food recently."

After saying that, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Longlong suddenly bit the small spoon.

Zhang Yanqing was stunned, and saw the color dragon sticking out its bright red tongue, licking the small spoon he was holding vaguely, repeating the actions he did that day bit by bit.

Those seductive peach eyes were half closed, looking at him with a trace of teasing, "Master... so sweet... what you give is different..."

"..." Zhang Yanqing took a step back, and let go of the spoon as if being burned.He stood on the spot with the medicine pestle in his arms, and after a long time of distraction, he finally choked out two words: "Bastard..."

The young man lazily leaned against the bedpost, looked at him, and said with a faint smile, "What else can you say other than you bastard?"