Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

"I don't want to read books. Master's books are not good-looking at all! They are not scriptures, or some kind of mantra for purifying the mind. They are densely packed with words. I feel dizzy from reading them. I don't want to read them!"

Li Mingjue waved his hands in disgust, and sat on the edge of the bed with his buttocks empty, with his legs crossed and uncrossed on the chair next to him.

As the saying goes, when you are full and warm, you think about lust|desire.

It was a long night, he didn't want to sleep, and the master had been meditating all the time, so he didn't pay attention to him at all.

The two senior brothers didn't know if they eloped with the little devil hand in hand, and no one quarreled with him.

He was so bored that he put ten fingers in his mouth and gnawed it all over.

Li Mingjue started pestering Jiang Xuanling again: "Master, what's so fun about meditating? I'm bored to death, Master, get up, tell me a story, Master, Master! Listen to stories, Master!"

When Jiang Xuanling was meditating, he always didn't like to be disturbed by others. If ordinary people disturbed him, he would definitely blow them away with one palm.

Li Mingjue was an exception, but he still maintained his meditation posture, and said slowly: "Don't mess around, if you make a mistake in meditation, you will go crazy."

"Ah? Will you go crazy? Then Master, stop meditating and tell me a story?"

Li Mingjue grabbed Jiang Xuanling's sleeve and shook it.

"Master, master, let's talk about one thing, just talk about it, okay? Brothers don't come back, and master won't bother me anymore today, I... I'm so idle that I'm about to grow a little mushroom, master! "

Jiang Xuanling was so obsessed with him that he couldn't help it, so he simply took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, and asked him, "Then what story do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear... well, what story will Master tell?"

"Do you want to hear the story of how the master beat the apprentice?"

"..." Li Mingjue was annoyed: "How could I want to hear this kind of thing? Master wouldn't tell some love stories? A bit nasty?"

Jiang Xuanling: "No."

Li Mingjue became even angrier: "Master, it's okay if you don't know how to tell stories. After the child is born, he must listen to his father's stories before he can sleep peacefully!"

After hearing this, Jiang Xuanling thought for a while before saying, "Really? But when your second senior brother was young, no one told him stories to lull him to sleep. It can be seen from this that you are just hearing it again."

It's okay, Master can't talk, but it's really okay, as long as Master can do it.

"Okay, how about the disciple tell a story to Master?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xuanling raised his hand and pinched Li Mingjue's waist, hugging him with the quilt in his arms, his chin naturally resting on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Go ahead."

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a thatched hut in the mountain, and there were two people sitting in the house. The father was telling a story to his son. Tell your son a story! Hahahahahaha!"

Li Mingjue laughed out loud, and while beating Jiang Xuanling's leg, he said, "Master! You've been fooled! Hahahaha!"

Jiang Xuanling was speechless for a moment, he should have known that this apprentice's head was full of messy things.

It's just that he didn't expect that he wanted to be his "father" so openly now.

However, I'm afraid it's not that easy to be his "father".

"Master, hahaha, Master, why don't you laugh?"

Sitting in Jiang Xuanling's arms, Li Mingjue turned around, held his face in both hands, rubbed and pinched, curled his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Master, you are so serious, I am really scared, Master." .Smile, master, smile for ten years, and worry about turning gray, master, please laugh?"

Jiang Xuanling opened the corners of his mouth, and gave a fake smile, before asking him: "Mingjue, your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

"I... I actually didn't..."

Li Mingjue watched his nose, his nose, and his heart. In this deep mountain and old forest where birds don't shit, he belongs to a big man's house, so he can't embroider?

He has no interest in dancing and writing, and is pregnant, and suffers from insomnia and dreaminess, so he can't see the master for a while, so he can't think much about it.

To him, Shizun has a bone-to-dog attraction.

Apart from eating and sleeping, what else can a widowed man do?

I just ate at night, and I'm not hungry now, I drank too much soup and water, and my mouth never stopped, so I just want to do something shameful, sweat, and then sleep.

But last night, Chai Liehuo walked all night, and those who are a little thinner have no face to say, let's do it again.

Of course, Li Mingjue has a thick skin, glanced to the side, and said slowly: "Master, don't get me wrong, I just thought, I have nothing to do, and the night is quiet, why not take me to the beam of the room to enjoy the moon? Isn't it an elegant thing?"

Before the words were finished, there was a bang outside, thunder and lightning, and soon it began to rain.The rain is rushing, and the rain is endless.

Jiang Xuanling said: "It's raining, I'm afraid I won't be able to watch the moon with you."

"Then I...I want to get in the rain!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Drew... drenched in the rain!"

"You say it again?"

"...It's nothing, I want to eat an orange."

"Well, that's nice."

Jiang Xuanling raised his hand to grab an orange, and naturally helped him peel the orange. Seeing the thunder and lightning outside, the rain would not stop for a while.

Thinking that the two apprentices hadn't come back yet, I decided to open an umbrella and go out to look for it, but I was afraid that the little apprentice would be left unattended here.

After thinking about it, I had no choice but to coax him to sleep first.

Unexpectedly, after eating the oranges, Li Mingjue didn't sleep, and kept twisting and turning in his arms without stopping.Jiang Xuanling patted his buttocks, and asked him, "Can you settle down?"

"Master, on such a rainy night, I suddenly want to play the piano. Master teach me, okay?"

"Fuqin? Do you want to learn? Are you sure?"

Jiang Xuanling's pretty brows frowned. In the past, the little apprentice hated these polite things the most. Even if he put a knife on his neck, it might not be useful.

Today, the sun came out from the west, the child has changed his sex, or there is some bad water in his stomach.

Li Mingjue smiled very shyly, rubbed his stomach and explained: "I also want to cultivate sentiment for the child, no one wants the child to grow up and become a wild man in the mountains."

"Since you want to learn, I will teach you as a teacher, but there is one thing that must be made clear to you in advance."

Jiang Xuanling's expression suddenly became serious, so that Li Mingjue put on a playful smile, and hurriedly said: "Master, please tell me."

"My teacher does have a harp, but I don't use it very often. It was a gift from my former teacher."

"Oh, I see, it was a gift from the master, so the master regards it as a treasure and never shows it to others easily."

Jiang Xuanling nodded: "That's right, this piano can be regarded as a magic weapon for the teacher, because of this reason, if you learn it, the teacher will teach you, but if you don't study hard, the teacher will punish you."

When Li Mingjue heard it, he thought to himself, yes, yes, I am not afraid that the master will punish him, but I am afraid that the master will not punish him.

Hitting is kissing and scolding is love, and kicking him is the most practical.

What can Jiang Xuanling punish him for?He has such a big belly?

Isn't it just a crackling spanking?From bed to under bed?Who is afraid of whom?

But on the surface, he can't have a playful smile, otherwise it will appear that he is too horny.So, Li Mingjue said seriously: "Master, don't worry, if the disciple doesn't study hard, the master will just punish him."

"it is good."

With Li Mingjue's words, Jiang Xuanling flicked his sleeves, and a black harp suddenly appeared in front of him, with auspicious clouds carved on it, and it seemed expensive at first glance.

Li Mingjue couldn't help sighing, the master is the master, there are two stocks in his pocket, if he really can't eat in the future, he sells this piano, maybe he can get a hundred and eighty acres of fertile land in the world.

Jiang Xuanling seemed to have sensed his thoughts instantly, furrowed his thick and dark brows, twisted Li Mingjue's ears, and reprimanded him, "What bad idea are you thinking? Laughing like this?"

"Oh, Master, it hurts! My ears are going to be ripped off!" Li Mingjue, of course, would not express his true thoughts. While mourning and screaming in pain, he said coquettishly: "Master, teach your disciples how to play the piano!" , hurry up."

Jiang Xuanling hummed, and hugged him tightly in his arms. After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and untied Li Mingjue's belt, pulled down his trousers, and hung them directly on the crook of his knees.

As a result, those two slender and white legs were immediately exposed to the cold air.Li Mingjue snorted, never expecting Master to be so righteous.

He didn't even have time to tease Shizun, so Shizun took off his pants on his own initiative. Could it be that he wanted to teach him how to play the piano and at the same time put him on the harp?

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuanling is such a master!

"Master, as the saying goes, it's not a family, and you don't want to enter a family. Unexpectedly, the master and the disciple thought of going together. Very good, very good. It's really elegant, worthy of being a master!"

Without further ado, Li Mingjue started to blow rainbow farts, took the initiative to lift his buttocks, cooperated with the master to stroke his clothes up, and then tied his belt completely on his round belly, completely exposing his naked lower body .

I have to say, it's really cold if you don't do something hot.The snow-white skin turned slightly blue, Li Mingjue felt cold, subconsciously shrank into the master's arms, and whispered: "Master, it's cold, this disciple takes off his clothes, it's time for the master."

"You don't need to take it off as a teacher, you can take it off."

As Jiang Xuanling said, he tightened Li Mingjue's waist with one hand, adjusted the strings casually, and made a crisp clanking sound. Even if he didn't understand the rhythm, Li Mingjue could tell that the harp's tone was very good.

But this posture is really awkward.

He sat naked in Shizun's arms, the fleshy place just pressed tightly under Shizun's lower abdomen, and through the thin clothes, he could almost depict Shizun's hideous and terrifying shape.

It's like putting a fat and strong fish in the cat's mouth, and the cat is not allowed to eat it. This kind of taste is really tormented.

Li Mingjue resisted the tingling sensation, gnashed his teeth and said, "Master, even if you don't take off your clothes, at least...at least take out that thing?"