Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

"Since it's not a scam, why are you stopping us?"

"My name is Xiyu. I feel that I have a great affinity with this young master, so I want to be friends with you."

Song Zhili snorted coldly: "What kind of fate do we have? Bad fate?"

Haha, just a little trick, nothing to be afraid of.

Xiyu quickly opened a book and held it in front of the other person.

"How could it be a bad fate? The book says that I have to help two people in my life, one in heaven and one on earth."

"Look, I have found the person that this star is pointing to, and the person that this star is pointing to today is you, there is no doubt about it!"

Song Zhili looked at the star maps drawn on the other person's book, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"The star is still in outer space, how did you see it pointing to me?"

In order to confirm his statement, Xiyu then took out a palm-sized star compass.

He held the compass and circled around Song Zhili. Strangely, no matter which direction the needle went to, it would point to Song Zhili.

"You see, the star compass has always been pointing at you."

Song Zhili asked half-doubtingly: "Tell me who that person in heaven is. If you tell me, I will believe you."

Xiyu forced a smile and said, "You will meet the one in heaven sooner or later, so there is no need to worry."

Although he said this, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: There's a deathly gaze staring at me, do I dare to say his name?

Song Zhili was already a little drunk at this moment. If he delayed any further, he and his master might not be able to go back.

He waved his hand and said, "Brother Xi, since we are so destined to meet, let's meet again."

"Master, let's go."

Yu Qianlin's arm was grabbed by someone, and when he turned around, he did not forget to give Xiyu a murderous look.

Xiyu couldn't help but shudder. He almost immediately grabbed Song Zhili's arm and stuffed a white jade fan into the other's hand.

"It's our first meeting, so this is a welcome gift for you. You're welcome!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around and left as if he was escaping.

Song Zhili looked at the fan in his hand and his mind became dull for a moment.

"What is this, Master, what does he mean?"

Yu Qianlin said: "He...he said it was a meeting...a gift for meeting."

"Meeting gift?"

Song Zhili unfolded the fan and looked at it carefully for a moment.

This is a fan made of pure white jade fan bones, and the fan surface should be woven with a very precious silk thread. It looks very valuable just by looking at it.

How could that person just give such a nice fan as a gift?

"Conspiracy, definitely a conspiracy!"

Yu Qianlin pointed at the fan and grinned, "The fan is so... so beautiful, just as beautiful as my disciple!"

Song Zhili reached out and patted the mask on the other person's face, and said with some warning: "Don't talk nonsense, boys can't be called beautiful!"

He put away the fan, and then, maintaining his last bit of consciousness, brought the person back to the restaurant.

Jiang Nanyu felt much more sober after drinking the sobering tea.

The drunken look he displayed then is no longer there.

Even when facing Wuqi, it was the same as before, as if they had never said anything to each other.

Anyway, he has always treated the other person as his younger brother.

Just a kid, he doesn't know shit.

When Song Zhili returned to the room, his face was already red.

Her eyes were extremely blurry, and she could only lean on Yu Qianlin's shoulder the whole time to avoid falling to the ground.

Jiang Nanyu almost immediately rushed forward and held the other person's arm.

"Brother Song, why are you so drunk all of a sudden?"

Song Zhili replied vaguely: "I...I'm not drunk!"

He has a strong lasting effect. It was common for him to suddenly jump out of bed and dance Gangnam style in the middle of the night after getting drunk.

Wuqi said from the side: "He's so drunk but still stubborn. Why don't you give him a bowl of sobering tea before leaving?"

Qi Ling was just about to turn around and go out to get some sobering tea, but he was suddenly stunned by Song Zhili's shout and didn't dare to move.

"No! Drink... um, what kind of sobering tea... ah?"

He said this while making a whip-cracking motion.

"I've already told you I'm not drunk. If you don't obey me, I'll... whip you with your whip!"

"Brother Song, I still have the whip! I'm just waiting for the day... huh? No..."

After pointing for a long time, I realized that I was pointing at the wrong person.

He quickly moved his fingers from Wuqi to Qi Ling.

"If you don't obey me one day, I will beat you! Let's see if you dare to bully my master again..."

Qi Ling immediately raised his hands and shook them vigorously, then shook his head and said, "No, no, I didn't bully my uncle, Brother Song, please don't point your finger at me!"

I am afraid!

Wuqi also quickly followed up and said, "Brother Song, I didn't do that either! After what happened last time, I have deeply realized my mistakes, so don't point fingers at me!"

I'm even more scared!

He was the one who got beaten the worst.

The two men were extremely scared, but Song Zhili just said a few harsh words, and then he leaned in Yu Qianlin's arms and had no reaction.

Wuqi and Qi Ling breathed a sigh of relief in tacit understanding at this moment.

Jiang Nanyu took out the teleportation talisman and looked at the two frightened people, saying, "Come here quickly, let's go back first."

Several people were first teleported to Xiandingju.

After settling Song Zhili down, the three of them left together.

Song Zhili was lying on the bed very obediently at the moment, and his sleeping posture was so cute.

Yu Qianlin took off the annoying mask, then leaned over and began to take off the other person's clothes and shoes.

After finally taking off his coat, just as he was about to help the other person take off the last shoe, Song Zhili suddenly frowned and raised his foot to kick him in the air.

“Don’t touch me…”

Fortunately, Yu Qianlin reacted quickly enough, otherwise he would have been kicked to the ground by the opponent.

He grabbed the other's calf and said gently, "Ali, be good, I will take off your shoes for you, don't move."

Song Zhili grasped the important words from this sentence.

He suddenly sat up and stared at the other person for a long time.

Yu Qianlin smiled and asked, "Have you seen enough? If you have, let me take off my shoes."

Song Zhili frowned fiercely, slapped the hand away angrily, and took off his shoes himself.

It’s okay to take it off, but the key is that he took it off and threw it at the door.

Yu Qianlin said helplessly: "Why, do you think I'm too gentle to you, but you actually like someone who's more domineering?"

After throwing his shoes, Song Zhili finally relaxed his brows.

I feel much more comfortable this time.

"Master, can you... call me Ah Li again? I want to hear it."

Yu Qianlin moved closer to him, gently lifted his chin with his fingers, his eyes full of tenderness.

"I can call you that, but I can't call you that for nothing~"