After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

……go home?

Are you going back to Bu Lao Pavilion...?

Xiao Fangchi's eyes were deep, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. His eyes fell on Song Huaiqing's painful and desperate face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just a slight frown hinted that his mood at this time was not good, or even very bad.

After a while, Xiao Fangchi suppressed other emotions, his brows were full of pity, and he gently lifted the master who was trapped in the nightmare, his forehead against his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bright blue light where the two people's foreheads touched.

Song Huaiqing's dream suddenly changed. It was no longer dark. He was not alone. His parents no longer blamed him. There was a dog beside him to accompany him.

That dog is very good, his name is Achi. When he is sad, he will lie at his feet and gently rub his trouser legs. He will bark in a low voice to try to make him happy, and will stretch out his warm tongue to lick his. The palms of my hands would be on all fours with my belly turned over for him to touch...

He is no longer alone, he is no longer hurt, he is slowly being healed, and the moonlight in the middle of the night shines on him, and it is no longer cold...

Gradually, Song Huaiqing's emotions slowly calmed down, and he no longer cried in pain and despair. His physical discomfort was also relieved, and he fell into a deep sleep.

After a while.

Xiao Fangchi raised his head and wiped away the tears on Master's face with compassion, gentle and focused, as if he wanted to wipe away all the pain of Master.

He hugged the person into his arms. He wanted to hold him tightly and integrate the master into his own flesh and blood, but in the end he couldn't bear to disturb the master's hard-earned sweet dream, so he could only do so carefully and gently. Holding his whole world.

Master, what should I do...

……

Song Huaiqing slept for two whole days.

Every time Xiao Fangchi was fed medicine, it was the time when Xiao Fangchi had the most headache. It was obviously a big bowl of medicine, but in the end, he drank it until it was overwhelming.

No, he had just given Master a spoonful of concoction, and the next moment almost all of it flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, you have to drink medicine to get better, do you know?"

Xiao Fangchi said to himself, scooped out another spoonful of concoction and fed it in. The result can be imagined.

Iris couldn't stand it any longer and said, "My lord, can't we just feed you mouth-to-mouth? Why does it have to be so troublesome?"

Xiao Fangchi: "..."

He is willing, but the master must be very resistant.

Iris looked at her master's tangled state, as if he hated iron for not being able to become steel. She thought for a while and said:

"The Immortal has been comatose for two days. If you don't take the medicine well, how can you get better as soon as possible? Besides, Lord, we don't know how you give the medicine, and the Immortal will not know. What are you afraid of, Lord? "

Xiao Fangchi glanced at someone indifferently, and the person who was still hating the indifference of iron immediately fell silent and said repeatedly: "The master has his own ideas. It was my slave who overstepped my bounds. I won't be an eyesore here anymore."

After saying that, he slipped away with a smile.

I really don’t know what kind of gentleman the Lord is pretending to be.

Xiao Fangchi held the medicine bowl and his eyes fell on the master's lips.

Because of the illness, the color of her lips, which were not very rosy, became even duller, revealing her illness.

Iris is right, the master has been in a coma for two days and cannot continue like this...

After struggling for a while, Xiao Fangchi picked up the bowl, took a sip himself, and leaned over.

Xiao Fangchi was a little worried. He didn't know when the master would wake up. If he happened to wake up when he was feeding the medicine, would the master hate him even more?

With this mentality, Xiao Fangchi lowered his head and got closer to the dull lip color little by little.

However, what worried him still happened.

Just when he was about to touch Master's lips, Song Huaiqing opened his eyes.

The four eyes faced each other, one was as calm as water, and the other had a heart as strong as a drum.

Xiao Fangchi's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the concoction in his mouth, and the bitterness spread in his mouth.

But Xiao Fangchi's attention was entirely on the person below him, and he felt a little panicked at this time.

Could it be that Master misunderstood that he wanted to take advantage...

"What are you going to do?"

Song Huaiqing's voice was hoarse.

"Disciple is not trying to take advantage of Master!!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Fangchi hurriedly explained, for fear of being misunderstood if he was too late, "Master fell asleep and couldn't drink the medicine, so I prepared to feed it to you."

Xiao Fangchi was so anxious that he forgot that Song Huaiqing could not hear about it now.

Song Huaiqing stared at Xiao Fangchi calmly, and the images that had flashed through his mind during the illness came back to his mind, like a movie, frame by frame, making his heart feel colder and colder.

They looked at each other silently for a moment. Although Xiao Fangchi couldn't see any emotion or anger from his master's calm face, he still felt keenly that his master was not in a good mood.

So, he couldn't help but explain again: "Master, I really don't want to take advantage of you, I really just want to give you..."

Give me medicine! ! !

Xiao Fangchi's pupils shrank and he froze. He didn't say the remaining two words because the master put his arms around his neck.

Song Huaiqing took Xiao Fangchi's reaction into his eyes, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips to the other person's very calmly.

When their lips touched, Xiao Fangchi's lips were softer and warmer than he expected. He just pressed against them and made no other movements.

Xiao Fangchi's heart was already filled with turmoil, but he didn't dare to move. All his senses were focused on the touch of his lips, and thousands of thoughts turned into one sentence:

Master kissed him? ! ! !

Although he wanted to ask the master if his brain was burned out, he did not dare. He stiffened his body and did not dare to move. He even breathed softly for fear of shocking the master.

half an hour.

Song Huaiqing released his hand and let go.

Xiao Fangchi was stunned for a while before he realized that the softness on his lips had left.

"Teacher, Master... Your Majesty?"

Although Xiao Fangchi shouted these two words that were so familiar, he stuttered out them as if his mouth was burning.

At this time, the base of his ears was already red.

He is obviously a man who has lived his life again, but at this moment he is so confused that he doesn't know how to react, fearing that all this is just a dream for him.

Song Huaiqing is completely opposite to Xiao Fangchi.

He felt very calm, half-relying and looking directly at Xiao Fangchi, he said:

"Xiao Fangchi, don't you like me? I can give you a chance now. However, you have to obey me in everything. If you are disobedient at all, I will not give you any chance again. Do you understand?

If you agree, nod your head; if you disagree, shake your head. "

As soon as Song Huaiqing finished speaking, Xiao Fangchi nodded crazily.

He had been waiting for this moment for too long.

No matter what Master is thinking in his heart, no matter what happens, he will be happy with it.

He believed that as long as Master was willing to give him this opportunity, Master's heart would be warmed by him one day.

Song Huaiqing nodded with satisfaction, covered her lips and coughed again.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Fangchi quickly helped him lie down and covered him with a quilt.

"Iris, go reheat the medicine."