Master milk me

Shen Donglan's body was as stiff as a sculpture, motionless, and she was covered in cold sweat.

Damn——

How to do this?

It's hard to say good things several times, but it's easy to say bad things.

"Dong Lan?" Fu Xiaosi stood at the door, looked at Shen Donglan suspiciously, saw him in a daze, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you ignoring me?"

"No..." Shen Donglan shook her head, covered Longlong's mouth, and stood up in a panic: "I'm sorry, senior brother... I didn't see your pig's trotters..."

"Oh...then I'll go look inside..." Fu Xiaosi scratched his head in trouble, and after glancing at the tail-wagging dragon, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Not long after, his excited voice came: "I found it! So I soaked it in the bucket!"

Bie Xiaosi continued to cook.

Shen Donglan breathed a sigh of relief, and took her hand away from Longlong's mouth.

As soon as it was taken away, Longlong burst out happily: "Pig trotters!"

"Mom..." Shen Donglan covered her hands again: "Ancestor, please stop talking, please?"

Longlong blinked his curious eyes and looked up at his expression, as if trying to guess what he meant.

Shen Donglan hugged it and sat down.

It was time to eat soon, he had to think of a way not to let Longlong talk, so as not to say something wrong in front of the master and he would have to be punished again.

Thinking about it, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he touched his sleeve pocket with his big hand, and took out two yellow talismans from the pocket.

Shen Donglan raised her two fingers, pinched a finger, put a layer of spiritual power on the talisman paper, and then pasted the two talismans on Longlong's mouth, making it speechless.

Longlong shook his head and tried to tear off the talisman, but he couldn't tear it off. The thin talisman paper was like a dog's skin plaster, and he couldn't get rid of it after sticking it on.

Shen Donglan quickly grabbed its hand, and said anxiously: "Ancestor, hold on... I will untie it for you after the meal is over..."

It was dark.

Lights were lit inside and outside the Yuanyang Hall.

In the dining hall, a table of exquisite meals was neatly arranged, with all the colors and aromas, and before approaching, the smell made people salivate.

"Dinner is ready!" Fu Xiaosi yelled, and the teenagers who were playing outside ran in one after another, joking and chasing after each other, none of them serious.

"Wow - senior brother is so amazing!"

"Today is really rich."

The teenagers were full of praise for a table of exquisite dishes.

Fu Xiaosi blushed slightly, looked at them, and smiled shyly: "Go and wash your hands...the master will be here later, don't be naughty."

Fu Xiaosi's crow's mouth became famous.

As soon as these words came out, the smiling faces of the teenagers froze, and then a tall white figure suddenly appeared at the door like a ghost, standing in front of them like an iron-faced Buddha.

The Iron-faced Buddha brushed past them with his hands behind his back, his gaze lightly swept over the tense faces of the crowd, and he said, "Massive noise is strictly prohibited in Yuanyang Hall, there will be no next time."

"Understood Master."

The teenagers lowered their heads one after another, and each of them changed from being playful and naughty to being very gentle. After washing their hands, they sat obediently in their respective chairs.

At this time, Shen Donglan walked in awkwardly against the wall.

Seeing Zhang Yanqing, he first swallowed his saliva, called "Master", put away Longlong who was hiding behind his back, and sat down.

Zhang Yanqing raised his eyes and said warmly, "Dinner."

The disciples responded in unison: "Yes."

It was said that Shen Donglan wanted to get the chopsticks, but unexpectedly, Longlong, who had been held in his arms all this time, suddenly dropped his hand and fell to the ground.

When he wanted to pick it up again, he found that it was too late.

The little guy actually crawled under the table, rushed to Zhang Yanqing's feet, whimpered, and kept kicking his calf with his horns.

"Ancestors—"

Shen Donglan stared in horror, then crawled under the table, trying to pull it back, but a pair of big hands appeared in front of him unexpectedly, and hugged the dragon on the ground.

Shen Donglan was so flustered that she was at a loss, when she heard a deep voice from above: "Come out."

"..." He shivered, crawled out obediently, stuck beside Zhang Yanqing like a pole, not daring to move, and said with a guilty conscience, "Master...Master..."

Zhang Yanqing put Longlong on the table, stretched out his hand and tore off the spell on his mouth.

As soon as it was torn apart, Longlong suddenly let out a burst of excited laughter, grabbed Zhang Yanqing's sleeve, and babbled: "Master... yes..."

"..." Shen Donglan's face darkened, and he quickly grabbed a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of pig's trotter and stuffed it into its mouth, blocking what it hadn't finished speaking.

After a set of movements, it flows smoothly.

All the disciples were dumbfounded.

Zhang Yanqing: "..."

"It's... the role model of Shushan..." Shen Donglan answered it's next sentence, smiled doglegly, and said, "Master...hehehe...you eat what you eat...don't worry about it..."

Zhang Yanqing didn't respond, but just stared at Longlong on the table.

Shen Donglan followed suit and looked over, it was fine if he didn't look, but his whole body shook when he saw it, and he almost fell down in shock.

The big piece of pig's trotter just now was eaten by Longlong in the blink of an eye, not even a single bit of bone spit out.

"Yes..." It was about to speak again.

Shen Donglan stuffed a pig's trotter into its mouth again, gave a thumbs up, and said in a panic, "It's... the number one hero in Shushan!"

Bajibajizui: "Yes..."

Zaisai: "It's... the number one handsome man in Shushan!"

Wagging his tail: "Pig..."

Shen Donglan got nervous, and subconsciously blurted out: "It's a pig's trotter!"

"..." There was a sudden silence in the dining hall.

Shen Donglan was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice: "No...not...I mean...Master is a good-looking trotter..." After a pause, she realized she had said the wrong thing, and changed her words incoherently: "Ahhh Ah, no, no... I mean, pig's trotters are masters..."

"..." Zhang Yanqing slowly put down the chopsticks, looked at Shen Donglan expressionlessly, and said in a low voice, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Shen Donglan quickly lowered her head: "Yes... I'm sorry, Master..."

Zhang Yanqing lifted Longlong off the table, and was about to put it into the Qiankun bag, but it grabbed Longlong by the sleeve and tugged.

"Master respected...kiss..."

"..."

Long Long imitated Shen Donglan's action just now, held up his palm, raised it to Zhang Yanqing, blinked his excited eyes, and babbled: "Kiss...it doesn't hurt..."

"..." Shen Donglan's face flushed suddenly, and Fu Xiaosi spit out a mouthful of food.

Zhang Yanqing seemed to be startled, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Shen Donglan hurriedly said: "Master, don't panic, this disciple will arrest it right away."

As he said that, he wanted to catch Longlong, but Longlong suddenly struggled, flapping his hands to hug Zhang Yanqing: "Kiss! Kiss!"

Zhang Yanqing closed the Qiankun bag, threw it on the ground casually, let it rub against her calf, and asked calmly, "Who taught it?"

Shen Donglan lowered her head deeply, and was about to plead guilty, but Fu Xiaosi stood up and took away his guilt: "Return to the master... what the disciple said unintentionally... I didn't expect... that Long Long learned it. "

Zhang Yanqing seemed to sigh, put down the chopsticks, stood up holding Longlong, and said: "The monster learns quickly, don't teach it these things in the future."

Fu Xiaosi cupped his hands and bowed his head: "Yes... the disciple knows his mistake."

Zhang Yanqing waved his hand: "Continue to eat."

After saying that, he stood up and left with the fawning Longlong.

There was a lot of sobs in the dining hall.

Shen Donglan couldn't believe it, looked at Fu Xiaosi, and muttered: "I thought the master was going to punish you? Why is it so good today? Normally, he will punish us for everything we do wrong."

Fu Xiaosi shook his head, also very surprised: "I don't know, I'm already prepared to copy scriptures and play hands."

One person said: "Maybe Master's conscience has discovered it? Do you think that punishing us is too much?"

Fu Xiaosi quickly knocked on the table with his chopsticks, winked, and said in a low voice, "Stop talking, Master is so powerful that he can hear us."

"..."

Zhang Yanqing carried Longlong back to the bedroom.

There was still some herbal medicine left for the wound this morning. He took it and wanted to apply medicine to it, but unexpectedly found that all the wounds on its body had healed.

Zhang Yanqing put down the medicine pestle, feeling suspicious in his heart, gathered his spiritual power to investigate its body, just as he placed his palm on top of its head, the spiritual power he had imparted suddenly dissipated into a puff of smoke in his body and disappeared.

"weird."

It stands to reason that a demon rejects spiritual power, and will feel some pain to some extent, but the dragon in front of him has no reaction at all, and the input of spiritual power is like a stone falling into the sea, which can't startle a little splash.

Under Zhang Yanqing's suspicious gaze, it sat on his lap, swayed its legs, and stretched out its small hand to grab a small bag of sour plums on the table.

This was sent by Om Fengming just now to curry favor with Helai Peak for the matter of abstaining from meat.Zhang Yanqing likes to eat sour food, and their brothers and sisters know it best.

Longlong ate a sour plum, so sour that he shivered instantly, his little bright red tongue bounced like a rubber band, and his whole head shook.

Zhang Yanqing frowned slightly, picked up the tea on the table, and passed it to its mouth, but without thinking, it pushed her hand away.

That little guy loves to eat sour plums unexpectedly, he swallowed one and grabbed the second one, trembling with the same sour, stuck out his tongue, but couldn't put it down, couldn't stop one after another.

"Enough." He snatched back the sour plum bag in its hand and put it on the table.The sour plum bag was taken away, and the little guy was not happy, and stretched out his hand towards it, wanting to grab it back.

Zhang Yanqing grabbed its hand back, and said helplessly, "If you eat too much, your teeth will hurt."

Seeing that he couldn't eat it, Long Long blushed anxiously, and said fiercely, "Damn it!"

"..." Zhang Yanqing's face darkened, she pinched its chin, straightened its head, and forcibly diverted its gaze from the sour plum.

One person and one dragon face each other.

"If you say this to me again, I will throw you away tomorrow."

His tone was extremely stern, Longlong was so fierce that he folded his head, his big eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Daddy..."

"Call the Master."

"Master..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yanqing's sharp eyes softened a bit.

He casually put it on the ground, took off his snow-white hair band, and said in a low voice, "Go out and go back to the bamboo house."

Longlong understood the words, and crawled out obediently.

Outside, Fu Xiaosi had been waiting for it for a long time, and when he saw it crawling out, he picked it up and locked it in an iron cage specially made for it.

Iron cages hang outside the bamboo house.

A warm quilt was thrown inside.

The little young dragon was lying in the iron cage, blinking his big eyes, staring at the starry sky in a daze, and his stomach made "cuckoo" sounds from time to time.

It is reminiscing the taste of sour plums, sour and sweet, it is a very familiar taste, so familiar that it is sour and sweet in the heart.

Where have you eaten before?

I can't even remember.

Thinking about it, it suddenly sat up, sniffed the air with its nose, looked in the direction of Helai Peak curiously, and murmured childishly: "Dear, I want to eat..."

The cage was gnawed with a big hole.

A milk dumpling fell out of the big hole, and fell to the ground on all fours.The teenagers in the bamboo house slept deeply, and they didn't notice anything happened outside.

next day:

Helaifeng is fried.

Overnight, the entire palace was gnawed into ruins, and the walls and roof were mottled.

The room of the two masters was even more horrible. When they woke up, the house was bare and there were no beds, only two people were left lying on the grass.

Dozens of people flew over Yuanyang Hall with knives, all of them were unkind and angry.That posture seemed to be trying to smooth out the Yuanyang Hall.

A storm is coming.

All the disciples of Yuanyang Hall huddled in a corner.

Poor and helpless.

Shen Donglan hugged Longlong tremblingly, looked at the sky, swallowed nervously, and asked, "Ancestor...you couldn't have done it, could it?"

A certain culprit wagged his tail, raised his head and laughed at him, and hiccupped in response: "Uh!"

Shen Donglan: "..."