The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

He felt heartbroken.

"Don't worry, I will find a way to cure your eyes."

Mu Qingqing didn't respond and reached out to hold his hand. Wuwang froze for a moment, but when he felt the soft touch, he actually forgot to break free.

Mu Qingqing pulled him to practice dual cultivation.

Wuwang struggled to break free and made all kinds of excuses.

Mu Qingqing's face turned cold and she no longer believed him. Like an insecure child, she trapped herself in her own little world.

Wuwang tried his best to coax her every day.

Day after day, he put more and more thought into her.

They all say that the Master is aloof and doesn't understand the mundane world.

But in Mu Qingqing's opinion, Master understands best.

He was willing to take care of her and was willing to learn things he didn't know how to do.

"I want to eat fish, you go catch it."

"it is good."

"Can't you see that I can't see? Are you blind too? Don't you know how to hold me up?"

"Okay." Wuwang responded good-temperedly.

"It's too cold." She knocked the cup to the ground and stepped on it twice, but because she couldn't see, she stepped on nothing.

Wuwang was amused by her and said patiently, "I'll change it for you."

She started to make trouble again, pointing at the food, "It's too hot."

"too salty."

"Faded."

"Too much water."

Mu Qingqing was being unreasonable, and Wuwang accepted all of her complaints and tried hard to correct them.

It was not until the food he cooked was better than that cooked by the restaurant owner that Mu Qingqing said it was just so-so.

She had a cold face and ordered Wuwang to wash her face.

"I can't see, what's wrong with you wiping my face?"

Wuwang wet the towel with warm water and gently wiped Mu Qingqing's little face. At such a close distance, he could clearly see her jade-white skin.

The long eyelashes are like small fans, fluttering and very beautiful.

For a moment, Wu Wangxiang wanted to kiss her regardless of the consequences.

Realizing what he was thinking, the towel in his hand fell into the basin with a bang.

Mu Qingqing was splashed with water and immediately became furious. She pushed the person and said, "What are you doing? If you can't even do such a small thing, what's the point of having you?"

She pushed the basin so hard that the water poured all over her, soaking her clothes.

Mu Qingqing: ...

"Now even you dare to bully me!" Mu Qingqing got angry at the basin.

Wuwang's eyes fell on her exquisite figure, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said softly: "Go change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

Mu Qingqing pushed him and said coldly, "What are you standing there for? Don't you know how to get your clothes?"

Spoiled and arrogant.

Unexpectedly, Wuwang didn't hate her like this, but instead felt that she seemed more real.

After handing the clothes over to her, Wuwang turned his back to her.

How could Mu Qingqing wear something that she couldn't see or touch?

She threw the clothes on the bed angrily: "Why change? I'm just a blind man anyway, I might as well freeze to death. I won't cause you any trouble."

She almost gave up on herself and sobbed on the bed.

Wuwang's heart felt as if it was stabbed by a needle. He walked over and picked up his clothes helplessly. He racked his brains to think of comfort, but all he could come up with was a dry reply: "It's not a problem. I'm willing to take care of you."

Mu Qingqing threw herself into his arms and cried uncontrollably.

"Are you deliberately making things difficult for me? Do you want to see me make a fool of myself? You are so mean..."

Wuwang was heartbroken, and his slender hand fell on the top of her head, "Don't cry, Qingqing is the best person. I was wrong, I shouldn't have let Qingqing dress herself, I deliberately made things difficult for Qingqing. I am bad, Qingqing is good."

Mu Qingqing, lying in Wuwang's arms, slowly raised the corners of her lips. In the endless darkness, she only felt that the future was bright.

It is chilly in winter and the wind is biting.

Wuwang got a batch of top-quality animal skins and actually learned to weave clothes for her stitch by stitch.

Every bit is filled with Master’s love.

Wuwang, ah Wuwang, a person's love is often accompanied by guilt and heartache.

Mu Qingqing couldn't see, but her mind was sharp. She noticed Wuwang's silence during this period, and asked, "Jiang Yunming, what are you doing? Are you going to leave me?"

She looked flustered, but tried hard to hide it. She couldn't hide her expression.

"I won't stop you if you want to leave, just don't lie to me."

Wuwang sighed and put the things aside.

He went over and helped Mu Qingqing sit down. How come he hadn't noticed before that she was such a hypocritical woman?

Following Jiang Yunming's movements, Wuwang pulled Mu Qingqing's hair to her ears and said gently, "I don't want to leave. It's getting cold, so I'll make you some clothes."

"Clothes?" Mu Qingqing's voice was filled with joy. "What clothes? Are they pretty?"

Wuwang looked at the crooked stitches, a hint of annoyance flashed across his face. Seeing that Mu Qingqing couldn't see it, he said shamelessly, "It looks good."

Mu Qingqing smiled, and the world was eclipsed: "I like beautiful clothes. You can also make clothes. You have a very skillful hand, unlike me..."

I can't even see with my eyes.

Wuwang comforted: "Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

"You said before that there was a way to cure my eyes. Is there any news now?" Mu Qingqing was still looking forward to the recovery of her eyes.

Wuwang's clear eyes muttered for a moment, and his voice couldn't help but sink: "Don't be afraid, Qingqing. Even if your eyes can't be cured, I will stay with you forever."

Mu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and she had a bad feeling.

Wuwang was not like this before. He wanted to treat his eyes. Why did he change his mind now?

She forced out an awkward smile: "Yes, is that so?"

"Yes."

Wuwang took her hand on his own initiative, which surprised Mu Qingqing.

Master, has this been possessed by another spirit?

"What would you like to eat today?"

Mu Qingqing became a little interested when she heard this. "I'm tired of the food I've eaten recently. There's nothing new about it. I heard that the emperor of the world eats so deliciously. I wonder if I can have such a good taste."

Wuwang concluded that she wanted to eat the food prepared by the imperial chef.

After Wuwang coaxed her that day, he drew a barrier and went to the palace to find the imperial chef.

On the second day, Mu Qingqing got to eat all kinds of delicious food as she wished.

The food tasted unusually fresh and fragrant. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you steal something from the palace?"

Wuwang stood aside and asked, "How is it?"

"Very good." Mu Qingqing praised.

At the same time, the imperial chef next to him breathed a sigh of relief.

Some kind person pulled him out of bed in the middle of the night, asked him a few questions, and without saying a word, brought him over from the sky.

If this person hadn't looked so ethereal, he would have thought he had seen a ghost.

The royal chef was under the eaves, and said in a gentle voice: "You two are really a couple of gods, and you love each other very much. I have also taught you this cooking skill. Can I leave now?"

Wuwang was originally looking at Mu Qingqing, but suddenly he looked over, and the smile in his eyes faded a little. "No hurry, you go back first, I will come to find you in a few days."

The imperial chef had a heart attack and took out a book from his arms. "I think the immortal is very talented, so I'll give you this book. It has everything you want to eat. The palace is dangerous, so you'd better not go there as much as possible."

He didn't know whether Wuwangwei was dangerous or not. If it happened a few more times, the imperial chef would feel dizzy and couldn't bear it.

Wuwang curled his lips, a smile appeared on his frosty face, and he took out a pill: "Reward."

"What is this?" The medicine given by the immortal is naturally good medicine.

"It can cure hundreds of poisons."

The imperial chef collected the things with a chuckle.

After Wuwang sent the person back, he began to study the recipe carefully.