Master milk me

"Long'er?" Fu Xiaosi laughed dryly: this name is so casual...

He stretched out his hand to tease the little dumpling that was licking his wound, and tried to call it: "Longlong?"

The young dragon blinked, subconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick Fu Xiaosi's fingertips, just for a moment, a cold gaze fell over.

"You dare to lick it." Zhang Yanqing's cold voice sounded.

Fu Xiaosi shivered.

Longlong in front of him was also stunned.

After Zhang Yanqing finished speaking, she lowered her head again.

The young dragon couldn't understand human words, so it could only judge the other person's mood by the tone of voice. Hearing Zhang Yanqing's gloomy tone, it knew it shouldn't do this, immediately withdrew its bright red tongue, and obediently crawled towards him.

On the side, Fu Xiaosi swallowed with difficulty. Although Zhang Yanqing's words were not intended for him, they made his heart tremble inexplicably.

He backed down obediently: "It's getting dark, disciple go light the lamp."

Zhang Yanqing raised her hand slightly: "Yes."

At this time, the young dragon moved his limbs and crawled to Zhang Yanqing's desk, reached out to get the discarded ball of paper on the desk, didn't know what it was, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It eats paper happily.

During the period, Zhang Yanqing glanced at it, ignored it, and let it eat.Ren Ren Ren Zong, soon, the small balls of paper on the table were eaten up.

The young dragon hiccupped, and twitched its paws to attack Zhang Yanqing's rolled scroll on the ground.

On the opened volume are all herbal classifications he just wrote.The ink on the surface of the volume has not yet dried up, and the handwriting is neat and winding, orderly, and every type of herbal medicine is classified in an orderly manner.

He writes a paragraph, and the latter eats a paragraph.

The written part rolled down on the ground and waited for the ink to dry. Zhang Yanqing wrote a paragraph and pushed away a paragraph, without noticing that something happened to the scroll.

Only when he realized it, did he realize that all the herb book that he had been clutching for a few hours went into its stomach.

The pen is put on hold.

Zhang Yanqing sighed heavily, not in the mood to write any more, and squinted at the culprit who ate paper happily.

One person, one dragon, four eyes facing each other.

Seeing him watching, the young dragon thought that he wanted to eat too. He froze for a while, shook his big tail, and enthusiastically stretched out his hand to share half of it with him, and handed it to him.

Zhang Yanqing: "..."

At that time, Fu Xiaosi lit up the lamps inside and outside the Yuanyang Hall.The dim light shone into the corner of the wall, illuminating the stumbling figures of the disciples.

They were getting more and more sleepy, yawning one after another, their eyelids were fighting up and down, but they didn't dare to really close their eyes.

Zhang Yanqing glanced at them and said in two words: "It's gone."

Hearing his voice, the disciples woke up immediately after dozing off. They couldn't hear what he said just now, and they all froze in place, feeling at a loss.

Fu Xiaosi stood at the door and waved to them, reminding in a low voice: "You guys come out soon... Master said goodbye."

"Ah? Break up?" Jingfu Xiaosi reminded, the disciples came to their senses after a while, and turned around to salute Zhang Yanqing: "Thank you, Master."

After saying that, they bowed their heads and retreated.

Fu Xiaosi also wanted to go back. At this moment, a small dumpling suddenly appeared in the air, and Zhang Yanqing threw it over like a ball, and threw it into his arms.

Zhang Yanqing rubbed the center of her brows, with a headache on her face: "Take it away too, and find a place to lock it up."

Fu Xiaosi saluted with his sword: "Yes..."

"Wait." Zhang Yanqing seemed to have thought of something, looked up, with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Look at it, don't allow it to lick people."

Could it be that the monster's saliva is poisonous?This was Fu Xiaosi's first thought. Although he was puzzled, he still nodded obediently: "Understood, this disciple will leave."

Outside the hall, Fu Xiaosi came out with Longlong in his arms.

The teenagers gathered around it, looking at it curiously, and touched it with countless hands.Longlong is obedient, does not move and does not bite, wagging his tail and letting people touch him.

"Wow...is this a monster?"

"Is this the first time I've seen you?"

"Me too, I've never seen a monster before."

"Do you see that its tail can still move... and its horn... Wait? Why does the right horn seem to be broken in half?"

"Okay, don't touch it." Fu Xiaosi turned his upper body, shook off their hands, protected the young dragon, and said, "This is raised by Master, don't let it spoil it."

A group of people pushed and shoved back to the tall building.

The stilt building is where they live. The place is not big, but it is quite spacious. They built it themselves, and each has its own small house.

Fu Xiaosi carried Longlong back to the bamboo hut, before raising the bamboo curtain, Shen Donglan's long wail came from inside: "It hurts so much... Mommy..."

Fu Xiaosi let out a laugh, and walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw Shen Donglan lying on the bed, drying his swollen and thick palms.

Shen Donglan was dissatisfied and said, "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Fu Xiaosi shook his head, squatted down in front of him, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

"What do you think?" Shen Donglan was almost about to cry, "That damned old man..." Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered by a warm palm.

Fu Xiaosi glared at him: "Have you suffered a loss once and still don't have a long memory?"

Shen Donglan looked puzzled.

Fu Xiaosi said: "Do you know why Master punished you?"

Shen Donglan's mouth was stuffed into the palm of his hand and he muttered: "Because I'm playing sword games with my brothers."

"No." Fu Xiaosi said helplessly, "It was you who spoke out loud and swearing, and Master punished you."

Shen Donglan took his hand and said speechlessly, "No, what did I say?"

"It's just..." Fu Xiaosi swallowed the swear words that almost blurted out, his face blushed suddenly, he turned his head away shyly, and said, "Think about it yourself."

Seeing that his face was blushing, Shen Donglan twitched the corner of her mouth and revealed a smirk: "Well... I can't remember... Brother, please remind me..."

Fu Xiaosi bit his lip and spoke incoherently: "It's just...it's just..."

Shen Donglan laughed uncontrollably, and asked persistently: "What is it? Brother, you said it..."

"He... damn it!"

"Pfft—hahahaha—" Shen Donglan laughed and rolled back and forth.

It's a joy to say this dirty word from a serious, obedient and sensible child.It's not like scolding, but like coquetry.

Bie Xiaosi withdrew his hand in displeasure, his face flushed into bloody jade: "I'm still laughing, I knew I wouldn't care about you. It's time for Master to punish you two more times."

"Alas... senior brother..." Fu Xiaosi was about to leave, but Shen Donglan quickly pulled him back, and smiled flatteringly: "It's okay if I was wrong..."

At the moment of grabbing him, she accidentally touched the wound left by the ruler, Shen Donglan stretched out her hand and screamed strangely: "Ouch... Mommy..."

As soon as the words fell, a soft voice suddenly sounded in the room, imitating his words: "Ouch... Mommy..."

The voice was childish, imitating his tone, and the ending sounded like a little wolf cub howling at the moon, extremely cute.

Both Fu Xiaosi and Shen Donglan were shocked.

Only then did Shen Donglan realize that Fu Xiaosi was holding a little guy with a tail in his arms.The little guy was still smiling happily, repeating his sentence: "Mother..."

"Damn... what is this... what is this?" Shen Donglan bounced in shock.

Fu Xiaosi put Longlong on the bed, Longlong wagged his tail and leaned towards Shen Donglan's body, sticking out his tongue to lick his arm.

"Wait! Dong Lan, get out of the way!" Fu Xiaosi grabbed Longlong's neck, pinned it on the bed and couldn't move, and said anxiously: "Master said that Longlong can't lick people."

Shen Donglan looked innocent: "What does it have to do with me, it wants to lick me."

"Master specially explained this." Fu Xiaosi hugged Longlong and put his arms around its neck to prevent its head from moving around: "It just wanted to lick me in the hall, and Master got angry. .”

"Master is actually angry with you?" Shen Donglan swallowed, seemed to remember something, and said with lingering fear, "That seems to be quite serious..."

Fu Xiaosi poked his head around the bamboo house, looked around, seemed to be looking for something, and muttered, "I have to find a place to lock it up."

"Gu..." The young dragon's belly rang in his arms.

Fu Xiaosi was about to get up, but Longlong didn't know where the strange force came from, he broke free from his restraining arms and jumped down.

"Xiao Si ran away!" Shen Donglan shouted.

Longlong jumped off the bed, sniffed the front of Fu Xiaosi's wooden cabinet, and under the surprised eyes of the two, he gnawed out a big hole in the wooden cabinet, and took out a few pieces of peach blossom crisps from inside with his small hands. .

Fu Xiaosi reached out his hand in despair: "My peach blossom cake..."

Shen Donglan stopped him, and said speechlessly: "It's just a few pieces of peach blossom crisps, let them eat if you want to eat."

Fu Xiaosi shook his head and was extremely frustrated: "It was given to me by Senior Sister Shannai... I haven't even had time to taste it... Today she said she won't do it, and she won't have it in the future."

"Hmph..." Shen Donglan hummed displeasedly: "Senior Sister Shannai bought you with a few peach blossom cakes, are you still my senior brother in Yuanyang Palace?"

"Don't make trouble."

Fu Xiaosi squatted in front of Longlong, and Shen Donglan followed afterward, observing the strange-looking dragon cub together.

In order to prevent it from licking people, Shen Donglan picked up a bamboo stick in the corner and poked it on the head, who knows, the young dragon suddenly bit the bamboo stick, and then started to eat it.

"Damn... what is this?" Shen Donglan and Fu Xiaosi looked at each other, both of them were shocked, Shen Donglan said: "It even eats bamboo?"

Fu Xiaosi shook his head puzzled: "Master didn't mention its eating habits. I don't know what it eats... By the way, it seems to eat paper, and it ate all the scrolls held by Master."

Shen Donglan: "Is Master not angry?"

"I don't see it clearly, so I didn't blame it." After a pause, he stood up and said, "I'll go outside to get a bamboo cage, and I have to lock it up."

Shen Donglan: "What's the use of using a bamboo cage? Doesn't this thing even eat bamboo?"

"..." "Then what should I do? Master asked me to be locked up."

"Isn't it enough to feed him?"

"Ok?"

Shen Donglan smiled, brought a bundle of bamboo for fire outside, threw it beside Longlong, and said to it: "Enough for you." After a pause, he stretched out his hand to wrap Xiaosi's shoulder: " Let's go, brother, go to bed."

Fu Xiaosi was suspicious: "Is this really all right?"

Shen Donglan patted her chest: "No problem, trust me. There are so many bamboos, it can eat them all night."

"Okay." Fu Xiaosi dubiously followed him to sleep, leaving Longlong huddled in the bamboo pile, nibbling on the bamboo with relish.

The next day.

It was dawn, and Fu Xiaosi woke up from the cold, and when he opened it, he froze instantly.

In sight, there is the dawn white sky, holes of various sizes in the bamboo roof, and the young dragon lying on the hole and gnawing on the ceiling.

An Ning closed her eyes: Well, it was a dream.

He turned over calmly, and opened his eyes again. It was still the white-bellied sky, the dilapidated bamboo house, and... the dragon gnawing on the house.

"Creak creak..." The stilt building was shaken by the gnawing.

"Ahhh!" The boy's scream resounded through the bamboo forest: "Donglan! Our house was eaten!"

Outside Yuanyang Hall, Zhang Yanqing was sitting in the rain pavilion, stroking a beautiful Guqin.Seen from a distance, he is well-dressed and well-dressed, with a good manner, and he is as handsome as an immortal in the sky, which is breathtaking.

Such an artistic conception is really beautiful.

Of course, this was before he played the piano.

After he played the piano, not to mention the artistic conception, the whole bamboo forest would be plunged into a scene of devastation and all things fleeing.Even the birds in the sky are unwilling to stop.

nothing else.

It's just that his hand holding the sword is really not suitable for playing the piano.

Of course, he didn't know it himself.

There are even some meanings that everyone is drunk and I am alone.

The slender fingertips were plucking the strings, Zhang Yanqing listened intently, indulging in the realm of the unity of the qin and the player, deeply trapped, unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, in the bamboo forest, Fu Xiaosi hurriedly searched for the missing Longlong on the road, but Longlong couldn't find it, but bumped into Qin Changsu who was coming in a wheelchair.

Fu Xiaosi hurriedly saluted: "Uncle Master."

Qin Changsu nodded, opened the golden fan and shook it, and asked suspiciously, "Xiao Si, can you hear the sound of sawing wood in the bamboo forest?"

Fu Xiaosi was taken aback for a moment, listened carefully with his ears upright, straightened his body, and answered calmly: "Uncle Master, Master is playing the piano."

Qin Changsu: "..."

"Hmm..." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, he looked Xiaosi up and down, and asked, "Xiaosi...I heard other disciples say...your master is very happy with you?"

"No." Fu Xiaosi was stunned, and quickly shook his head: "Master treats us all equally, and didn't take special care of Xiaosi. Master, don't listen to outsiders' gossip."

"It's a good thing to take care of, why should it become gossip?"

"..." Fu Xiaosi didn't answer, but lowered his head shyly.However, among the disciples, Zhang Yanqing really valued him very much. Although he said irony, he was actually very happy in his heart.

After all, Zhang Yanqing has always been his role model, and he aspires to be someone like him, which is also the reason why he gave up being a good prince and insisted on coming to Shushan to study as a teacher.

"Are you free?" Qin Changsu smiled, rubbed his arm, and said warmly, "I've been rocking the wheelchair all the way here, and my arm is a little sore. Can you push me to find my senior brother?"

Fu Xiaosi naturally did not dare to refuse, and responded: "Good master."

On the way, Qin Changsu smiled gently and asked him, "How long have you been in Yuanyang Palace?"

"Huh?" Fu Xiaosi answered honestly, "Five years."

"Five years..." Qin Changsu put away his fan, stared at the sky thoughtfully, and murmured, "Uncle Master really envies you... for being by Brother's side for so long."

"Why is the uncle envious? The uncle and the master are both disciples of the head of the sect, and they became teachers together. The time together must be longer than that of Xiaosi."

"No..." Qin Changsu lowered his eyes, a little lonely: "Brother, he... just don't talk about it, he doesn't like to hear me talking to you."

"..." Fu Xiaosi couldn't understand and didn't answer.

The two came to a small emerald green lake, and in the center of the small lake was the rain pavilion where Zhang Yanqing was staying.

Fu Xiaosi pushed the wheelchair onto the bamboo bridge.

The bamboo bridge was loaded and wobbly, as if it was about to fall at any time.

"Uncle, don't be afraid, the bamboo bridge is a bit wobbly, but it is strong."

Qin Changsu held his fan and smiled lightly: "You are kind-hearted. Do I look fragile? A person who is afraid of bamboo bridges?"

"Hmm..." Fu Xiaosi nodded earnestly: "Master has no legs, and his body is thin... So, Xiaosi naturally has to worry..."

The more he said, the more rigid the smile on Qin Changsu's mouth became, so that at last the smile was completely suppressed, and half of his face immediately darkened, like dark clouds about to rain, terrifyingly dense.

Without hearing Qin Changsu's voice, Fu Xiaosi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then realized that he might have said something wrong, and hurriedly asked: "Uncle Master... Did Xiao Si say something wrong?"

Qin Changsu slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly: "No."

"Well... that's good." Fu Xiaosi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but before he was relieved, he seemed to trip over something under his feet, causing his body to lose weight, and he pushed the wheelchair directly under the bridge.

A white shadow flashed quickly, and at the critical moment, it supported the wheelchair that was about to fall into the water.Fu Xiaosi tripped and fell on the bamboo bridge.

A golden silk thread was slowly retracted into the white sleeve, Qin Changsu smiled warmly, looked at the handsome man in front of him, and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

Zhang Yanqing was a little displeased, looked down at Fu Xiaosi, and asked him: "What's going on?"

Fu Xiaosi hurriedly got up and half-kneeled on the ground: "I'm sorry, Master... it was Xiao Si who accidentally fell down and almost pushed the uncle into the water."

Zhang Yanqing frowned slightly, and her tone was reproachful: "Be careful next time, don't be rash."

Fu Xiaosi lowered his eyes aggrieved: "Well... I see."

"You must be punished." Qin Changsu opened his fan and shook it, smiling like a fox: "Master Uncle is too weak to be frightened like this, Xiao Si should understand."

"Yes... I'm sorry, Master."

Zhang Yanqing's eyes were complicated.

Qin Changsu raised his eyebrows contemptuously, raised his delicate face with a fan, and said slowly, "Go to the Supreme Master to receive the punishment, and remember today's mistake well."

"..." Fu Xiaosi's eyes turned red, and he was extremely wronged: "I know I was wrong, so I will go and receive the punishment."

After saying that, he bowed his head and left.

During this period, Zhang Yanqing didn't say a word, just took a deep look at Qin Changsu, and turned back to Yuting.

Qin Changsu stared at the cold back, and smiled sweetly: "Why didn't senior brother push me over?"

Zhang Yanqing said lightly: "Little Bamboo Bridge, I can't do anything to you."

Zhang Yanqing left.Qin Changsu put away his smile, and with a wave of his arms, ten golden threads suddenly emerged from his cuffs on both sides, wrapping around the pillars of the Yuting.

With a slight shock from his internal force, he retracted the gold thread with the help of the force in the pillar, and the wheelchair immediately flew up, flew towards Yuting, and landed steadily in front of Zhang Yanqing.

Qin Changsu brushed a strand of hair from his shoulders, his phoenix eyes were as slender as silk, with spring water in his mouth, he looked sideways at Zhang Yanqing, and said with a smile, "Brother, are you angry?"

Zhang Yanqing didn't say anything, she lowered her eyes and stroked the piano.

"Xiao Si harmed me, he should be punished."

Qin Changsu lightly pressed the golden fan on the strings of the Wuxin qin, stopped him from playing the qin, deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a very ambiguous tone, "Brother...why are you looking at the qin? Why...don't you look at me? ?”

"Come here." Zhang Yanqing let go of the strings of the piano, and finally opened his mouth, but it was a short word, without raising his eyes, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

However, besides him, who else would there be in this Yuting?

"Brother..." Qin Changsu's eyes flickered with excitement, and just as he was about to roll his wheelchair over, a young dragon with horns came out from behind him.

Zhang Yanqing stretched out his hand, and Longlong moved up to him wagging his tail, and happily licked his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, like a puppy, making people happy.

It's hiccupping, in fits and starts.

Zhang Yanqing held down its lower teeth, pried open its jaws, and frowned, "Bamboo?"

Qin Changsu on the side turned pale, he was a little embarrassed by his careless actions just now, after a while, he looked at the young dragon and asked, "Senior brother... this is it?"

Zhang Yanqing picked up Longlong on the ground, patted it on the back, and helped it follow a mouthful of bamboo that hadn't been swallowed, and said calmly: "It's for fun."