Quick Wear: Director, Your Wife is Broken

Cui Haoting said weakly, "I didn't expect that brat could actually invite the Grand Master."

Liu Yu'an sighed, "Forget it, let's talk about this matter after Master comes back. Let's all go."

Li Shixin followed Cui Haoting silently, not daring to say a word. After all, he knew that his master was angry.

Cui Haoting paused as if thinking of something, and turned to look at Li Shixin, "Li Shixin, was your sword broken by the Grandmaster?"

"Exactly, Master."

Li Shixin was so angry when he thought of this, they were both disciples of Qu Lingshan, why did the founder only love that little beggar, it was really unfair.

"Alas, that rebellious son really has such bad luck. It will probably be even more difficult for us to kill him in the future."

After saying this, Cui Haoting shook his head and walked away.

Li Shixin gritted his teeth and swore to himself that if he met Qin Yize next time, he would cut his bones and skin him alive.

The bustling street market at the foot of the mountain.

Jun Mu changed his clothes and went shopping in the mall holding Qin Yize's hand.

Qin Yize took a fancy to a pink dining table. "Grandmaster, what do you think of this set of tables and chairs?"

"It looks good. If the little one likes it, we'll buy it."

"Well, buy this then."

So, Qin Yize decorated the house that Jun Mu had just bought in a pink and tender look.

Jun Mu himself didn't care. After all, as long as the little guy liked it, it would be fine even if he tore down the house.

Qin Yize lay on the pink sofa and looked at Jun Mu, who had an indifferent expression on his face. He curled his lips and said, "Grandmaster, why do you spoil me so much? Aren't you afraid that I will tear this house down?"

Jun Mu's gaze shifted from the window to him, "Little guy, you can tear it down at will. Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back with something else anyway."

Qin Yize stood up with some doubt, came to his side and looked up at him, "What are you using?"

Jun Mu didn't answer him, but stroked his head with his warm palm, "The little one will know when the time comes. You are still too young now."

"But...does the little guy really plan to just sit back and wait for death in the next few days?"

Qin Yize shook his head slightly, "Grandmaster, you should send me to school. I should still be studying at school at my age."

"Okay, then I'll take you to see the school tomorrow. Do you want to be close to home or far away from home?"

Qin Yize looked at him expectantly, "Grandmaster, do you want me to be close to home or far away from home?"

He hadn't heard the word home for a long time. Now he had a home? He didn't know how long he could stay in this home.

Jun Mu said in a gentle tone: "Of course I hope you are closer to home. I have lived for so long and finally met an interesting little guy. How could I let you stay far away from home?"

Qin Yize's face turned slightly red when he heard this, "Then why do you still ask me, Grandmaster? Haven't you already made the decision for me?"

Jun Mu walked forward and put his arm around his shoulders, "Isn't it appropriate for me to ask for your opinion? Although your opinion is not important."

Qin Yize snorted lightly, "No wonder they are so mean, it turns out that you, Grandmaster, are also unreasonable."

Jun Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Oh? Unreasonable? I really am not unreasonable, otherwise why would I let you destroy their ancestral hall."

Qin Yize immediately grasped the key point, his eyes sparkled, "So... Grandmaster, did you deliberately let me destroy the ancestral hall? Your original intention was to vent my anger on me."

Jun Mu pinched his nose and said, "Oh, it's not easy. The little guy finally reacted."

Qin Yize was secretly delighted, then he threw himself into Jun Mu's arms and rubbed against him. He knew that he would have someone to protect him in the future, and no one would bully him anymore.

The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to cry, and soon his eyes were red. However, he did not cry out loud, for he was afraid that the Grand Master would dislike him. After all, who would like a boy who was always crying?

Jun Mu sighed when he saw this, and held the back of his head to hide him in his arms, "Cry if you want to, I don't despise you today."

Qin Yize whimpered, and then said in a muffled tone, "No, a man should not cry."

"Yes, yes, don't cry. Does the little guy want to eat something?"

Qin Yize came out of his arms with red eyes, "Yes, I want to eat spare ribs and buns."

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

Qin Yize recovered and pulled his sleeve, "You want to cook for yourself?"

"Yeah, the things that come out of the conjure up are not as good as what you make yourself."

"Oh, do you need my help?"

"No need." Jun Mu conjured up a book and handed it to him, "This is the next step of cultivation. You can practice it by yourself first. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

When Qin Yize heard that it was a martial arts method, he immediately became alert and quickly took it over. "Okay, Grandmaster, I will practice it well."

He sat cross-legged on the sofa and carefully opened the manual to read it. Suddenly he realized something and felt a heat running back and forth in his body.

So, Qin Yize tried to control the heat in his body according to the methods of the exercises, and soon he could fully control it.

He opened his eyes and walked towards Jun Mu with a happy face, "Grandmaster, I have now learned how to draw Qi into my body."

Jun Mu picked up a piece of fried meat and fed it to him. "The little guy's perception ability is strong. He is much better than those old guys' disciples."

"There will be a sword-fighting competition in three years. Little guy, why don't you go and defeat those old guys' disciples?"

"Yes, of course I will go, especially the guy named Li. I will beat him until he can't get up. After all, he was the one who instigated everyone to bully me."

After Qin Yize finished speaking, Jun Mu fed him again. He then began to savor the taste in his mouth, "Grandmaster, you are so awesome. This meat is so delicious."

"As long as it tastes good, I'll let you taste the ribs when they're ready."

"Hmm." Qin Yize leaned closer to the pot of stewed pork ribs and smelled it. "It smells so good. It must be delicious."

"Then I will go out and continue my practice. Grandmaster, please take your time to cook."

Jun Mu grabbed his arm and said, "Little guy, stop practicing. That's all for today. Exercising too much is not good for your health."

Qin Yize nodded obediently, "Then I won't practice anymore. I'll go watch TV for a while."

"That's fine, go and see."

Qin Yize went to the living room, sat on the sofa and watched TV. Suddenly, the hero and heroine on TV kissed each other. He was so shocked that he quickly covered his eyes, but he couldn't help but peek through his fingers.

They are kissing, so shy.

Fortunately, the master did not listen to his advice and become a star. After all, he would be very angry when he thought about the master kissing someone else.

At this time, Jun Mu's voice sounded from behind him at an inopportune time, "What inappropriate stuff are you looking at, little guy? Do you want to be spanked?"