After changing to the ruthless way, the whole sect cried and begged for forgiveness

Lan Zhuochi didn't take Changliu's reaction to heart. Maybe Changliu was just asking casually.

But Changliu was obviously not as indifferent as Lan Zhuochi thought. After returning, he kept thinking about Lan Zhuochi's words.

Although Changliu never cherished the years when he and Ruomu were master and disciple, he was not so bad that he could not even remember what Ruomu did.

And precisely because it was often ignored, I remember it more clearly when I recall it now.

Changliu couldn't help but make up his mind.

He decided to do what Lan Zhuochi said the next day.

Whether it works or not, he always has to give it a try.

He could no longer watch Ruomu getting closer to the others and further away from him.

Changliu simply cannot accept such a result!

That night, Changliu didn't sleep at all, for he was afraid of missing the time.

In the morning, Changliu took a special shower and changed his clothes to ensure that everything for him was perfect.

Afterwards, Changliu took the tea and pastries he had prepared long ago and knocked on Ruomu's door.

Before, Ruomu would prepare his favorite things for him.

However, Changliu doesn’t like being disturbed while practicing.

So, Ruomu just put the things on the table and sat there quietly for a while.

Ruomu would only leave quietly when he had to deal with the affairs of Qingyun Sect.

"Xianzun, why are you here? What is this?"

When Ruomu opened the door, he thought it was Lan Zhuochi who came.

In the past, the only one who came to see her so early was the clingy Lan Zhuochi.

But when Ruomu opened the door and looked at Changliu in plain white clothes, she didn't even have time to put away the smile on her face before she noticed what was in Changliu's hand.

Suddenly, Ruomu's expression became even more subtle.

"I got some pastries from the kitchen that you might like."

"I think at this time, you probably haven't gone to practice meditation yet. Can I come in?"

Changliu spoke very carefully, fearing that he would be driven out by Ruomu.

His behavior made Ruomu feel very pressured.

If someone saw this, who knows what kind of rumors it would spread!

Ruomu quickly moved aside to let Changliu in.

She couldn't really let Changliu carry the things and let him go back the same way he came here, right?

"Xiao Mu, try it. Is this pastry different from the one from Qingyun Sect?"

Changliu reached out, pinched a piece, and put it to Ruomu's mouth.

Such an intimate gesture shocked Ruomu so much that he even forgot to step back!

Originally Ruomu wanted to ask Changliu what he was doing here, but now he couldn't ask anymore.

Ruomu took the pastry from Changliu's hand in a panic and took a light bite.

At this time, the expression on Ruomu's face became even more unnatural.

How could such a distinct plum blossom scent be made by someone from Zhuxianfang?

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Changliu looked at Ruomu nervously, afraid that she would discover him.

He made all of these with his own hands, but he was looking forward to it.

Ruomu nodded very stiffly. The piece of cake in her hand had become a hot potato.

It’s not right to throw it away, and it’s not right to put it down!

Changliu's inexplicable behavior really made Ruomu a little confused about what to do.

"As long as you like it! This tea is also top quality, try it!"

Changliu was always paying attention to Ruomu's expression. Seeing that Ruomu did not show any disgust, he handed him the tea he had brewed himself.

Ruomu had no choice but to put down the pastry, took the tea brewed by Changliu and took a sip.

Although to be fair, the cakes and tea were pretty good.

However, Changliu's behavior made Ruomu feel very pressured. How could she possibly eat well?

In order to prevent Changliu from doing anything that would make her unable to cope, Ruomu hurriedly put down the teacup after drinking and asked.

"I'm done eating! But what's the matter with you, Immortal Venerable? Just tell me!"

Hearing Ruomu say this, Changliu couldn't help but reveal a hint of loss in his eyes.

But soon, Changliu cheered up again.

Also!

Ruomu at least cooperated and ate and drank.

This is much better than before when he never even gave the other person a glance.

How could he expect Ruomu to have a big change in his attitude towards him just this one time?

After figuring this out, Changliu regained his spirits.

His eyes then fell on Wakagi's still uncombed hair.

He arrived too early, and Ruomu had not had time to tie her hair up, which immediately made Changliu's eyes light up.

Before, Ruomu often tied his hair for him.

It is extremely complicated to take care of his silver hair.

Normally, the long flow clears itself with magic.

But when Ruomu was a child, she liked his long hair very much and would often comb his hair little by little with a comb.

After Changliu, he just let Ruomu go.

When Ruomu grew up a little, such intimate actions became less frequent.

The reason for this is that Changliu rarely lets Ruomu enter his resting place.

Ruomu naturally never had the chance to comb his hair again!

"Xiao Mu, let me comb your hair for you once?"

"Over the years, I don't think I've ever done anything for you. Just sit here."

Changliu walked over and pulled Ruomu to sit in front of the dressing table.

Then, Changliu picked up the comb and combed Ruomu's hair to the back of her head little by little.

Ruomu was completely terrified at this moment!

She even had some doubts, wondering if Changliu in front of her was possessed by some demon?

Why is everyone behaving so strangely today?

Especially Changliu's body temperature is much lower than that of normal people.

Every time Changliu's fingers accidentally brushed across her skin, Ruomu couldn't help but shudder.

Ruomu moved unnaturally.

The hair that had been combed slipped out a little bit again. Seeing this, Changliu couldn't help but frowned in distress.

"Xiao Mu, don't move! Your hair is a little too smooth, it seems a little bit disobedient."

In some things, Changliu is as simple and naive as a child.

Hearing Changliu say this, Ruomu couldn't help but laugh, but fortunately he didn't move again.

However, Changliu's craftsmanship is really not very good.

After combing his hair for a long time, Changliu could only tie a crooked braid, which looked extremely funny.

Lian Changliu himself couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He coughed awkwardly a few times and wanted to take his hair apart and comb it again.

"It doesn't matter! Just comb it up, it doesn't matter if it's a little ugly!"

Ruomu said this and stood up hurriedly.

She really doesn't think there is any difference between the beauty and ugliness of the braid?

The main thing is, if Changliu takes it apart again and combs it at this speed, Ruomu feels that her neck might be broken.

This is even more tiring than her meditation practice!

Changliu obviously misunderstood Ruomu's meaning and thought that Ruomu had finally changed his mind about him and could even tolerate his ugly hair.

"Xiao Mu, you are finally willing to talk to me more!"

Changliu couldn't help but ask at this time.

Changliu's words made Ruomu suddenly realize why Changliu was so abnormal today.

But after knowing the reason, Ruomu was even more at a loss for words.

She couldn't tell Changliu that Changliu was no different from a stranger to her now.

But Changliu had already done so much for her today, which made Ruomu really unable to say such words.