Master wants to hug

She copied the Buddhist scriptures for less than half a month, and now her head is full of emptiness and form, and form is emptiness, and she can't think of anything else.

The moonlight was so good, Fang Su squinted his eyes again, and there seemed to be a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

The most beautiful thing about Fang Su is that she knows she is good-looking, beautiful and self-aware, without restraint.

Famous peanuts are poisonous, people can't help but salivate, and finally die willingly.

Her feet were as motionless as if they had taken root.

When Fang Su looked at a place without saying a word, it really gave people the illusion of staring affectionately.

Yueming held his breath cautiously, for fear of disturbing Fang Su.

But immediately she regretted it again. It's going to be autumn, how can I just sit on the ground?

So bit the bullet and leaned over, cautiously said: "Master, get up, the ground is cold."

Fang Su pulled her down.

Yueming was caught off guard and almost fell into her arms, but fortunately he held the tree in time, she condescended and asked angrily, "What is the master doing?"

Fang Su raised his head and smiled slowly.

Yue Ming really looked at Fang Su in this situation, and in her eyes, she was the only one.

Only her.

This knowledge makes the mouth dry and the heart beat like a drum.

"I……"

Fang Su bent his eyes and asked, "What do you like about me?"

The voice was too soft, Yueming couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

"What do you like about me?" The drunk Pingyang Hou restrained his spirit, no different from ordinary girls.

If there is any difference, it might be that she was born too well.

Fang Su seems to have asked her this question.

What is she saying?

There is no reason.

Yueming shook his head and said solemnly: "I don't know."

Fang Su sneered, wrapped his arms around Yueming's neck, pressed her down to eye level with him, and said, "You don't even know why, how dare you say you like Benhou?"

Yueming repeated in a low voice: "There is no reason."

Fang Su seemed to be drunk, but also not drunk.

If she was drunk, she wouldn't be so sober to test her, if she wasn't drunk, she wouldn't be able to make such an intimate and ambiguous move.

"Benhou raised a wolf when he was a child." Fang Su squinted his eyes and said slowly, "The eyes are as beautiful as yours."

Yueming: "..."

"Benhou likes that wolf very much. It was brought back by Benhou when he went hunting with his parents for the first time. When Benhou brought it back, it was still a wolf cub, and he couldn't even stand up."

"Naturally, we can't raise wolves. My grandfather got angry with me because of this matter. He is such a dignified person that he doesn't understand why someone raises wolves. If he disagrees, no one in the family dares to say anything."

Fang Su smiled and said: "But this Marquis is not. I will keep what I am sure of, and I will not give it up to anyone."

It seems that Fang Su's character is not developed later, but innate.

It seems that Master Fang Hou got his wish in the end, Yueming humbly asked for advice: "What did the master do?"

Fang Su said: "This Marquis just failed to enter the house for two months, that's all."

"..."

In terms of writing, she is willing to bow down.

"Grandmother liked Ben Hou very much. At that time." She smiled, as if she was a little proud. "She has so many grandchildren and grandchildren, but Ben Hou is the one she likes the most. She was very angry because Ben Hou didn't come home, and she couldn't be cruel. I came to reprimand Ben Hou, so I went to my grandfather, I don’t know what they talked about, and finally my grandfather let go and asked Ben Hou to bring the wolf back.”

"When I first brought the wolf back, the Marquis was very happy, or rather proud. I wish I could walk around the house with it every day."

"Then?"

"After that, Ben Hou was not so happy."

"why?"

"Because I'm tired and crooked." Fang Su said casually.

Yueming felt a kind of tenderness and cruelty in her. When he likes her, he likes it very much, but when he is bored, he doesn't even bother to give her a smile.

She has the capital to like the new and dislike the old. Although she sometimes loves the old, most of them like the new.

And only when the new is not as good as the old will be nostalgic for the old.

It can be said that Master Fang Hou is by no means a noble person, and she has [-]% of the faults of those dudes.

"It's not as smart as the Marquis thought. It has mediocre aptitude, neither good nor bad, but after being trained for a long time, it looks like a wolf instead of a dog."

"But I still keep it because of my grandfather, because of my grandmother, and because of those who envy and envy me. Although I started this idea, no one dared to follow it. I am the eldest daughter of the first house, and I have been tortured since childhood." Be pampered, what this Marquis can do, others can't."

"Later, Ben Hou went to Bitong Academy, and the wolf was raised at home. There was a letter from my family once in half a year, and my sister tactfully mentioned in the letter that the wolf raised by Ben Hou had died, and died of illness."

"It's been raised for so many years, but the Marquis didn't feel bad after hearing the news," Fang Su said, "Maybe it was a mistake in the first place, three points for showing off, five points for freshness, and two points for anger."

"Then what about you?" Fang Su asked unhurriedly, "What are you doing for?"

Yueming was taken aback.

Fang Su still looked at her with a smile.

This is temptation.

Still such a poor test.

"neither."

"This Marquis thinks it's something new, it's just to vent your anger," Fang Su ignored her, and continued on his own, "This Marquis is not new to you, but it's the first time you have become a master-student. As for Zhiqi, you are still young and youthful, the more others don’t let you do something, the more you want to do it. This Marquis also came from your age, and you are relatively stable. It's overturned."

Fang Su's words were reasonable, and she said with difficulty: "It's not new, it's not a breather."

"Isn't it Qi Qi?" Fang Su smiled, and there seemed to be a bit of irony in the smile, and it seemed to be Yue Ming's illusion.

"Don't you have the feeling of sailing against the current when you like Benhou, and then when you are strongly dissuaded by Benhou?" She slashed mercilessly, "Don't you have the feeling of being an enemy of the world?"

"It feels like I was fine when I was a teenager, but I think it's ridiculous when I grow up," Fang Su said with a smile, and it's rare to be so amiable.

"So, do you like this Marquis, or do you like this kind of feeling that the world can't understand?"

She calmly analyzed the psychology of the little apprentice, like a sharp knife, and the hand holding the knife is very steady, and it can hit the vital point with one stroke, dripping with blood.

How do I like her?Yueming thought without complaining.

Anyone can do it, why is it her?

It was this ruthless, calm and terrifying Master Fang.

"Benhou can tell you directly, even if something really happened between us, you will not be the last." She smiled, and the smell of alcohol sprayed on Yueming's face, "You have become what Benhou calls a pillow. This Marquis will not cherish people around you. After thinking about it, it is better to be an apprentice. At least you are the only one, and no one can replace your position, no matter in the Marquis Mansion or in the heart of this Marquis."

"I do not want."

"Don't want what? Don't want to be a concubine, or don't want to be a marquis?"

Fang Su asked her seriously, even though there was still a smile on her lips that didn't fade away.

Looking at this scene, Yueming felt that it was ridiculous for no reason.

She never thought that she and Fang Su could get to this point, but she was responsible for everything and could not blame others.

But even so, she still has no regrets.

Perhaps the only pity is that, after everything has been revealed, she is still not good enough for her

"Do not want any."

Fang Su's pupils shrank, and he looked at her almost in disbelief.

This was the first time Fang Su showed such an expression.

Yueming held her cold hand tightly, and said, "I don't want either. I don't want to be the obedient and filial young master by your side, who will become your title in the future. I also don't want to be your so-called bedside person, that's meaningless .”

If she really wanted to recommend herself as a pillow mat, why did she wait until today?

Fang Su has been drunk so many times, and he has no doubts about her. She can prescribe drugs, and she can climb into Lord Shanghou's bed by any means. Why do you have to worry so much?

"Then what do you want?" Fang Su asked with a smile.

"I beg forever."

Fang Su tightened Yueming's neckline, so close that he could hear his breath.

"How can there be forever, silly boy, have you read too many story books?"

Yueming was speechless.

"Ah, do you feel that you are exceptionally powerful now?" Fang Su asked with a smile.

"Why?"

"Girl, you like Ben Hou, but it's just for breath. Or it's new, what's the point of being obsessed with it? What's the point?"

Yueming clenched her fingers tightly.

"What you can't get is always fresh." Fang Su said with a half-smile, half-mocking.

"no!"

"no?"

Yueming felt that he had a full explanation, but before he could say it, Fang Su stopped him.

use your mouth.

The girl's eyes widened. She wanted to break free, but Fang Su held her tightly in her arms, unable to move.

Fang Su opened his eyes. Under the moonlight, Yueming could clearly see the calmness and almost mocking smile in her eyes.

She couldn't push Fang Su away after all.

Fang Su only kept his lips close to her. If it wasn't for what they did, he would never be considered aboveboard. Fang Su's calmness could be called a gentleman.

Fiery breath entangled between the two.

Yueming breathed heavily, hesitated for a moment, and finally bit down hard on that soft lip.

Fang Su seemed to have expected this move a long time ago, so he withdrew in a timely manner, even calmly.

She wiped the liquid from the corner of her mouth gracefully, as if the person who was so frivolous just now was not her.

She looked at Yueming, as if she was looking at the cargo board indifferently.

"How is it?" Master Fang asked lightly with his strangely hoarse voice that had been stained by wine, "Do you think that's all there is to it?"

"It's really boring if you get it, little apprentice." Fang Su bent his eyes and smiled, his tone was no different from that of an ordinary elder, "Before this Marquis is really angry, do what you should do and be good."

Yueming didn't move, with the light behind her back, Fang Su couldn't see what kind of eyes the child she raised was looking at her.

The author has something to say: From five to nine, code words on mobile phones, daily update, but the update time is uncertain.

I was too tired to stay up until midnight, and I couldn't get up to class the next day, sorry everyone.