The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Fu Qing's eyes fell on the scarlet dripping quilt, and followed the blood to Ling Fu's palm. He frowned, raised his hand and turned her palm over. His movements were not forceful, but he couldn't break free.

Ling Fu was really embarrassed to be seen in such a scene. She wanted to curl up her five fingers, but she was gently slapped on the wrist, as if to punish her with a ruler, asking her to open them.

A faint red mark appeared on her wrist. Ling Fu trembled for a moment, then slowly opened her five fingers.

"Talking to the master makes you so nervous that you don't even care about your body?" Fu Qing said in his usual tone, "When did you develop this bad temper? You like to bite your lips and scratch your palms. Change it in the future."

“Hmm…” Ling Fu turned her head away. It wasn’t a minor problem she had contracted, but whenever she faced you, she always had to be more patient and couldn’t continue.

Fu Qing treated her wound, repaired it, and rubbed it with his thumb in his palm, "Does it still hurt?"

Ling Fu couldn't stand such unconscious teasing. Her toes were curled up and knotted, and her ears were red. She nodded in response, but then she realized that she should have shaken her head. She shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, Master."

When Fu Qing heard the word "Master", his hand loosened immediately, allowing Ling Fu to pull his wrist back.

What kind of relationship do they have?

"Fuer, don't call me master anymore in the future..." There is no master in this world who would teach his apprentice to sleep with him. She is unworthy of being a teacher...

"I was very proud back then, and wanted to be known throughout the nine provinces with just one name, so I didn't have another Taoist name, but my master once gave me one, Yi Wan." Fu Qing seemed to be reminiscing a little, and continued: "You can call me Yi Guan."

"Or Guan Guan, whatever you like." She didn't care much about the name. Very few people would simply call her by her real name. They all called her by her Taoist name.

But now her Taoist name and real name are the same, so as Taoist companions, there should indeed be some differences.

It was the first time that Ling Fu heard Fu Qing talk about this matter. The two words "Yi Guan" were entangled in her mind for thousands of times, and she described them again and again, recalling and reciting them countless times.

"Yi Guan... Guan Guan..." He whispered softly, but his chest seemed to be filled with an inexplicable emotion, and he subconsciously wanted to clench his five fingers to suppress the impulse.

Then he remembered that Fu Qing asked him to change this bad habit. Finally, he just pinched the corner of Fu Qing's inner clothes with his fingertips and smiled a little, which seemed to be both sad and happy.

I am happy that such a good person wants to be my companion, but I am sad because of my responsibility...

Does this mean she is trapped, with the shackles of responsibility?

Being so despicable, I really don't deserve her love.

It was also rare for Fu Qing to hear someone call him like this. He was a little confused for a moment, but then he reacted and nodded in response, "I... I am..."

Seeing Ling Fu lightly hooking the corner of his clothes, Wen smiled and said, "I couldn't find Fu'er's clothes last night, so I used my own underwear. Fortunately, you and I are the same size, so it fits."

Ling Fu's fingertips trembled and the tips of her ears turned redder. She knew that Fu Qing never cared about these complicated emotions. In the past, when the two of them were both dull, they were very harmonious.

But at this moment, my mind was full of wild thoughts, and facing such a piece of raw wood, I suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed.

"Um…"

Silence... I don't know how to respond.

Seeing Fu'er becoming even more depressed from before, Fu Qing frowned.

Aren't you pleased with her?

Why is it that now that their relationship has progressed to that of future Taoist companions, they seem to be even more estranged?

"Fu'er, are you feeling well?" Fu Qing came closer, his fingertips probing towards Ling Fu's waist. "This forbidden drug from the demon clan is really strong. It caused quite a stir last night. After I cleaned your body, I will focus on your meridians."

"After all, meridians are related to the cultivation of cultivators. They are really important and cannot be neglected in the slightest."

"I haven't paid attention to how you are feeling. If you're still feeling uncomfortable, I'll go find Elder Chongdan and come again." Fu Qing pressed down with his fingertips, causing Ling Fu to soften uncontrollably. She raised her hand to push him away.

It was already difficult to maintain a little enthusiasm under the effect of the drug. Now that she was sober, this kind of contact was like an ant on an iron pot, her mind was jumping around in a mess.

"It's okay...!" Ling Fu's eyes were filled with barely perceptible fear, fearing that she would try to find something else and she would not be able to resist.

His throat moved slightly as he looked at Fu Qing's calm and clear eyes. For some reason, he felt a blockage in his heart.

Can't go up, can't come down.

"Don't touch me for now, I'll... get off bed and wash up. I have classes to attend at Wenxianshan today, so I'll leave first!" Ling Fu was rarely calm. After getting off the bed, her eyes fell on the messy clothes on the ground, and she felt even more dizzy.

His chest shook as if he were rolling over an earth dragon, and he casually rolled up his clothes and ran away.

Fu Qing raised his hand and let it hang in the air. His five fingers gently closed together for a moment, and he rubbed his fingertips, thinking, since they are already his future Taoist companions, why should he avoid them as much as possible?

But Fu'er was not wearing shoes just now, so the ground was cold. I should be more careful next time.

As for the Hedao Ceremony, if it were some time ago, I would have had the opportunity to hold it as grandly as my junior sister and I. But now that Jiuzhou is in chaos, I really cannot spare the energy for it at the moment.

I need to discuss with Fu'er whether it is possible to postpone the date and make up for it later.

After running out of the house and changing her clothes, Ling Fu came back to her senses from the numb shock. She raised her hand, scooped up a handful of clean water, washed her face, and patted it several times.

To dispel the heat on her face.

The ups and downs of what happened at once were so huge that she couldn't handle it for a while. In short, not only would she not be driven off the mountain, but she would also become a Taoist partner with the person she had been thinking about.

Just thinking about it makes the heat on my face rise even higher.

She wants to reflect on herself and not sink too much into despair. She doesn't really love herself, but she can't help but be deeply caught up in it, that kind of familiar care.

Her approach and every move she made were like the bamboos surrounding the bamboo house, enveloping her and making it impossible to tell her intentions.

"Fu'er..." Fu Qing followed and explained to her, "The sect is investigating the matter of the demons sneaking into the sect. Classes will be suspended for three days. You don't have to go to class today."

"You can spend more time with me." Fu Qing said in a serious and gentle tone. She thought that since this was the case, they should cultivate some feelings and also get used to the rhythm of life as a Taoist couple.

Ling Fu had her back to her, with a very complicated expression on her face. She simply couldn't convince herself that she didn't have any wrong thoughts, but she knew Fu Qing very well, and what he said was his actual meaning, without any bias.

"Okay..." Just as he finished speaking, a roll of cotton towel came into his hand and wiped the wet fingertips dry. The person's movements were usually gentle.

He dried his fingertips, changed another handkerchief, and wiped her blushing face, "Don't be greedy for coolness if it gets wet and cold."

Ling Fu looked through her hand at the soft face that showed no significant emotion. Her back teeth clenched slightly, then relaxed as if she had accepted her fate. She raised her eyes and looked straight at him with tenderness.

She is her own hell...