The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Chapter 522 Fu Qing and Ling Fu [Extra 2]

The aroma of wine is so strong that I feel drunk before it even enters my throat.

The two of them drank from each other's cups, and when their eyes met, it seemed as if a prairie fire was burning. They were so familiar with each other that a single glance was enough to understand each other's thoughts.

Suddenly, one person stood impartially, and the other quietly retreated, avoiding his gaze.

Ling Fu's lips were wetted by the wine, and the strong smell of alcohol quickly returned, staining her face completely. She had never drunk alcohol before, so how could she resist the aged strong liquor that Elder Chongdan had specially sought for Venerable Buqi in order to suppress his medicinal energy?

Just a small sip from the cup is enough to intoxicate the mind. With a light breath, the aroma of the wine will flow out along with the scent of the book and ink.

She raised her hand and gently rubbed her temple, but Fu Qing took over the action, untied her phoenix crown, loosened her long hair, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips.

"This wine is really intoxicating." Although Fu Qing didn't like drinking, he had lived for more than a thousand years after all, and he must have tasted many fine wines in the world, so it was not that easy for him to get drunk.

Ling Fu listened to her voice and leaned on her shoulder with a hum, "It's okay... Just use your spiritual power to release it..."

It didn't matter that she didn't activate her spiritual power. Once she activated it, it combined with the effect of the medicine and instantly permeated into her soul.

His eyes suddenly opened from slightly squinting, and the words that had been suppressed in his heart for who knows how long suddenly rushed up his throat, wanting to be poured out.

Fu Qing was pushed down, his body lying on the red quilt. Looking at Fu'er, whose face was slightly pink, he unexpectedly saw a strong presence that was rarely seen in his daily life, and his eyes were fixed on him without any deviation.

"Master..." she called out casually, her fingertips lightly touching Fu Qing's face, her tone sounding serious.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Fu Qing frowned slightly. She wondered what kind of wine the junior sister had provided. Could it be that it would be stimulated by running her spiritual power? She suppressed the idea of ​​using her spiritual power.

But this way he couldn't break free from the suppression, so he just let it control him.

"Fuer, you can tell me whatever you want to say..."

"Yi Guan... I am very happy today." She gently stroked Fu Qing's cheek with her fingertips, as if she was writing down her feelings or narrating them out loud. Her voice was gentle and clear, like she was reciting a poem.

"Love is rewarded, and the heart is filled with joy."

"I don't know when I fell in love with you. After all, ever since I met you, my memory began to break, split into past and present lives. You took my hand, led me out of the sea of ​​fire, and led me into the fairyland."

"When I was three or five years old, my memory should have been hazy, but somehow I remembered it so clearly. Everything else was gray, but you were the only one who painted it bright."

"When I was seven years old, I was drawing talismans. I was ticklish and even more shy. I was afraid that you would think I was still so delicate at my age, so I took the initiative to break away from your arms. Whenever I think about it later, I feel more fortunate than regretful."

"I'm glad that I was able to distance myself from you, and I'm glad that I knew when to advance and retreat, but I still have regrets. I wish you could hold me, sit on your lap, or snuggle in your arms..."

"Such dreams haunted my childhood. At that time, perhaps I was just more attached to it."

"One day, your old injury flared up, and you were in so much pain that you lost consciousness. You stumbled and fell. When I held you in my arms, besides feeling overwhelmed and distressed, my heart suddenly began to beat faster."

"But I suppressed that instant emotion in an instant. I think it was because you taught me to read too many books of sages when I was young and I was not allowed to practice magic. The worldly ethics and morals suppressed my thoughts to the point where I couldn't breathe."

"The love between master and disciple is unknown..."

"I endow this thought that shouldn't exist with filial piety, wrap it delicately, and hide it in my heart. Maybe that's my way of loving you."

"Be careful and cautious."

"When I was teaching my disciples at Wenxian Mountain, I confiscated a few of these Human Painting Books in class. Regardless of whether the relationship between a master and his disciples is genuine or not, the master will eventually bear a bad name or two."

"My true heart should not be shown in a way that pollutes you, Jade Floating Seven Wonders, Talisman Array Two Venerables, if possible, I wish you to be as bright and dazzling as the sun in the sky."

"It would be better if it was as high as possible, so that I couldn't see anything and could only look up at the sky."

"But your old wounds are helplessly trapped in prison, trapped beside me. I am often in pain. I am in pain because I can be so close to you, and I am even more in pain because I feel peaceful and happy because of this."

"Junior Sister Yu's incident has only added fuel to the fire. I actually find it ridiculous. It turns out that loneliness alone, without any external interference, can torture oneself to the point of madness."

"The accident with the demons was something I had never expected. In fact, I had thought about it... If I died at their hands at that time, could I let you remember me for the rest of your life? This would not only relieve my pain, but also give me the ending I wanted."

"But what happened after that night was more painful than death. It destroyed the me in your heart, and also cut off my way to have a disciple by my side to take care of me. I was stuck between life and death, like falling into hell."

"Yi Guan... since then, I have often blamed you. I blame you for being ruthless, yet affectionate. You gave me dry firewood to fuel the oil pot, instead of the sweet rain to save me."

"But I am willing to accept this kind of drinking poison to quench my thirst."

"The poison entered my heart bit by bit. I thought I would be defeated by the love potion, but I didn't expect you to be so persistent. When I was about to die, you filled my heart."

"your heart."

Ling Fu is sensitive and sentimental, how could she not sense the changes in Fu Qing? Her master, her Yi Guan, perhaps no one in the world understands her better than herself.

"I think... you like me." Ling Fu's hand slowly fell and lightly tapped on Fu Qing's chest. She said this with certainty, even more certain than Fu Qing himself.

"You are so nice that you like me. Can you love me in the future?" She leaned over Fu Qing and asked with a pleading tone.

His five fingers lightly clasped together and rested on Fu Qing's waist, clinging to her waist gently as if he had done so when they were children.

Compared to Fu Qing's straightforward closeness, what she actually missed was the hug that she couldn't have when she was young.

She liked the smell of her body, her warm and dry palms, and her gentle teachings in her ears.

She imagined herself as an orchid, quietly hanging on Fu Qing, intertwined with her.

Fu Qing hugged her waist affectionately, gently rubbed her cheek, and said in a soothing tone: "Fuer, I think I love you, but everyone has a different definition of this. There are thousands of books and thousands of explanations. If you think it's not enough, we still have a lot of time to explore."

"Love is the most difficult problem in my life, but you are the best work I have ever created."

"Besides, you don't have to be so careful. My cultivation has now recovered to the level of a spirit being transformed. Even if you try to test me aggressively, that's fine. I won't blame you, and I won't blame you either."

"I am your Taoist partner and also your master. I can do whatever you want..." She patiently advised, without any blame in her tone, like a warm spring that tolerates everything.