What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

"Master!"

In the leisurely silence, there was a crisp shout from the door of the teahouse.

The innocent voice unique to children.

Xue Qing heard the sound and looked over, Zaosha hanging in front of his eyes moved slightly with his movements.

At the door of the teahouse, there stood a monk and a little novice who only reached the monk's waist.

The little novice was hugging the monk's leg, his big eyes as bright as black grapes rolled around, as if searching for someone.

The monk saw that the little novice was looking funny, so he lowered his head and whispered a few words in the little novice's ear.

Those big black grape-like eyes finally locked on Xue Qing and Fa Hai.

For a moment, his eyes were as bright as day.

"Master!"

Ah Le yelled happily again, and ran over with his arms outstretched and his short legs thumping.

But when he ran in front of Xue Qing and Fa Hai, his originally quick steps hesitated again.

Because the two people in front of them are wearing fences, and they are very close to each other.

The uncle only told Ah Le that the master was here, but Ah Le couldn't tell which one was the master for a while.

Xue Qing supported his head with his arms, watching with great interest the tangled and dazed appearance of this little radish he hadn't seen for a long time.

He and Fa Hai had a very tacit understanding and agreed without saying a word, watching Ale's choice maliciously.

Watching the play like this, Xue Qing saw A Le put his fleshy fingers on Yuanyuan's chin and made a difficult thought.

Then his eyes brightened as he looked towards Xue Qing.

Xue Qing felt that something was wrong, and knew that the child had mistaken him.

But before he could open his mouth, the little carrot head in front of him quickly plunged into his arms.

"Master—Ale misses you so much!"

A Le buried his face affectionately in the warm arms of "Master", sweetly calling Master whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and telling how he misses the past few days.

But he just rubbed against this "master"'s arms a few times before he keenly noticed something was wrong.

Wait...how did Master change, so thin?

A Le, who sensed something was wrong, froze, and finally raised his round face.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw the man holding his hand and a exposed wrist.

It is really exquisite and white, flawless like jade, and looks like fine porcelain.

— not the hand of his master.

So who is he holding now?

Tremblingly letting go of his fleshy hand that was still affectionately clutching this person's wrist, Ah Le tried to move away slowly, pretending nothing happened.

But in the next second, the dark veil covering the face of the person in front of him was lifted by this slender hand, revealing a beautiful face.

Looking at him with smiling almond eyes, the small moles on the thin eyelids are looming.

No matter who is in front of these pairs of eyes, they will lose their minds for a moment.

"Don't recognize me?"

Xue Qing looked at A Le with a sluggish fleshy face with a smile, and poked A Le's right cheek with his hand.

Soft and bouncy.

"Brother Qingqing—" was another affectionate cry.

Xue Qing felt that A Le buried his face in his arms again, and the soft flesh on his face pressed against him intimately.

Obviously Ah Le is so old, but Xue Qing still feels like he can smell the fragrance of milk when holding Ah Le.

"Ale misses you so much."

The ghostly child acted coquettishly, as if he was not the one who said "I miss Master so much" in front of him.

Seeing that the one in front of him was Brother Qingqing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he forgot about Master.

"I said earlier that I was looking for Master."

Huiyuan lifted his robe, Shi Shiran sat down at the table, and joked with Fahai who was sitting peacefully on the side.

Probably because of the turmoil in the temple, Huiyuan's complexion was much more haggard than before, and there was a faint worry between his brows.

For him, the past few days were obviously difficult to accept.

The master who has always been respected has such a real face, and the kindness that has always been kind to others...

It took Huiyuan several days to get out of this shadow. At first he couldn't accept it, but he couldn't excuse them in front of the ironclad evidence.

The monks in Lingyin Temple have changed a batch, and the curling incense is ignited again.

But Huiyuan chose to leave.

Where is the Buddha?

The Buddha is in the heart.

There are many ways to practice and practice Zen, Huiyuan decided to practice it with his own body.

Huiyuan stretched out his hand to greet the waiter, "Almsgiver, serve a jug of wine to the poor monk!"

Looking at the bald monk in front of him, the waiter almost thought he had an ear disease and had auditory hallucinations.

This monk said he wanted a jug of wine?

monk?

Sensing the skeptical eyes of the waiter, Huiyuan said unconvinced: "What? Can monks drink alcohol?"

If the good wine he kept in the temple hadn't been destroyed, he wouldn't have come to this restaurant to beg for wine.

His fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed...

Huiyuan shook his head regretfully.

Seeing Huiyuan's appearance, Xiao Er didn't dare to ask more questions, and quickly followed Huiyuan's advice to help Huiyuan get the wine.

Huiyuan sighed, and looked at Fa Hai who was sitting opposite him.

Fahai's expression at this moment cannot be discerned just by Fahai's lips protruding from the soap gauze and his beautiful chin.

But Huiyuan felt that he could almost guess Fahai's expression.

It's probably that calm look again.

Xiao Er served the wine, Hui Yuan picked up the wine cup skillfully, and drank in a swig.

Even the drinkers and burly men who were always paying attention to the movement here couldn't help sighing: "Master, you can drink a lot."

Huiyuan waved his hands modestly at them, indicating that it was nothing.

Most likely because of the matter of Lingyin Temple, Huiyuan felt melancholy in his heart, so he just drank the wine in one sip.

In the noisy and lively restaurant, only their table was quiet and particularly obvious.

Perhaps only Ah Le didn't know how to feel sad, and he was always cheerful and happy to finally be able to be with Master and Brother Qingqing whom he missed.

After Huiyuan finished drinking, he bid farewell to them and left.

He didn't say anything, just saluted Xue Qing and Fa Hai together, and stepped into the world of mortals.

Xue Qing held A Le's hand, watching Huiyuan's back gradually disappearing into the crowd.

After they returned to the residence and settled A Le, Xue Qing learned another news that shocked him.

"How many days will we get married?"

Xue Qing was so shocked by these words that he didn't know what to say.

As soon as he came back, Xue Bai, who had been waiting for him in the courtyard for a long time, pulled him into the room and told Xue Qing the news that surprised him.

Facing Xue Qing's doubts, Xue Bai nodded gently but firmly.

"Miss Xue." The scholar in blue was handsome, and the willow behind him made his skin fair.

The eyes looking at her are as gentle as ever.

"What else do you want from me?"

Xue Bai suppressed the emotions in his heart, pretending to be indifferent.

Although she went to the city that day, her younger brother was kidnapped.

She searched unsuccessfully, so she had to go to Xu Xuan's residence first, and wanted to know how urgent it was, so Xu Xuan sent a letter to Wushuang's residence.

But when Xue Bai came to Xu Xuan's residence, Xu Xuan asked her directly, is she a demon?

Xue Bai didn't know why Xu Xuan noticed it, she subconsciously wanted to lie.

But the concealed words were clearly on her lips, but she suddenly felt that everything was meaningless.

"I am a demon."

I said the words that I thought were too difficult at the moment, but I felt a lot easier in my heart.

Without looking at Xu Xuan's expression, Xue Bai turned and left after saying this.

Running mana, her figure disappeared in front of Xu Xuan in an instant, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the evening wind of Qiantang City, Xue Bai pretended to be open-minded and thought, who cares.

Originally, he wanted to hide it, but Xue Bai suddenly felt that if he wanted to hide his feelings, it would be really tiring.

So she chose to tell the truth, then turned and left.

Shemale can't force it, if you can't force it, then let's pretend that this never happened.

In the next few days, he was busy with Xue Qing's affairs, and Xue Bai almost forgot about Xu Xuan.

But when Xue Qing's health recovered, his younger brother was also intimate with his partner.

When Xue Bai was alone, he would always think of that handsome scholar.

That day, Misty Rain met under the umbrella on the boat. He said his name was Xu Xuan, and he was from Qiantang.

It's just that I always feel sad when I think about it now.

But today the scholar in blue knocked on her door.

He said he thought about it for a long time.

That day he sent an urgent letter to Xue Bai, not only because Qiantang City was sealed off and he couldn't go out to visit him, but also because the monk in red came to him and categorically stated that Xue Bai was a demon.

Recently, there happened to be a demon in Qiantang City.

He knew that Xue Bai was not such a wicked person, so he sent a letter to Xue Bai, only wanting to get an answer.

He thought that his love for Xue Bai would retreat because Xue Bai is a demon, but after learning that Xue Bai is a demon, this love will never be extinguished.

Loving someone has never had anything to do with identity.

"I see that Miss is like a bright moon, even a demon can't change it."

Xu Xuan's speech was sincere and his eyes were touching.

Xue Bai looked at him, but suddenly smiled.

Her smile was touching, but the words that came out of her mouth were cruel.

"If you fail me, I will dig my heart out."

"Xiaosheng is as sweet as a cane."

Xue Bai's smile was reflected in the gentle eyes of the blue-clothed scholar, so they chose a date for their wedding.

When Xue Qing walked back to his room, he still hadn't recovered.

Although he had anticipated the relationship between Xue Bai and Xu Xuan, Xue Bai also told him in advance that she was going to get married.

But Xue Qing really didn't expect that the day of getting married is just around the corner, really quickly.

Xue Qing, who was still under shock, walked silently through the kitchen and took a jug of Wushuang's wine.

Wushuang didn't come back after going out this morning, presumably it was really a resurgence of old love, she was lingering, drunk and didn't know where to go.

Xue Qing didn't know what kind of wine he was taking, but for him now, as long as it was wine, it was fine.

As soon as it was opened, there was a mellow aroma of wine. I think this wine should taste good.

Xue Qing acted boldly, thinking of the actions of those alcoholics drinking in the restaurant today, he learned to take a deep breath.

Then got choked.

"Ahem——" Xue Qing coughed twice heart-piercingly, and after finally catching his breath, the burning feeling in his throat rushed up.

This wine is more choking than expected.

He obviously didn't drink much, but surrounded by the aroma of wine, Xue Qing also felt that he was almost drunk.

He leaned against the table and drank slowly.

I don't know what time it is, but Xue Qing drank the rest of the wine in the pot and walked back.

It's just that as soon as he lifted his feet and took a step, he felt dizzy and dizzy, and he swayed to and fro when he walked, which was really a bit unstable.

It was night now, and the sky was covered by night, and Wushuang's house was very quiet.

Xue Qing walked slowly along the corridor with the smell of wine all over her body.

He walked unsteadily, very slowly.

There are blue brocades growing on the corridor, and the long and curved vines hang down, like a curtain of a dream.

Lingling moonlight shines through the gaps between the green leaves, reflecting one by one on his emerald clothes.

"Creak—" The door on the side of the corridor suddenly opened a crack, and a pair of big eyes looked through the crack.

A little carrot head was looking out through the door.

Ah Le came to Wushuang's residence for the first time, and he was still not used to it, but he still stayed in the room sensiblely and did not run around.

He tossed and turned on the bed trying to count the lambs to sleep, but he heard footsteps outside the door.

So I couldn't help getting out of bed curiously, and opened the door to secretly see who was outside the door.

The leaf shadow outside the door moved slightly, and the moonlight was like gauze, casting a layer of bright light on the blue clothes of the visitor.

In the dim light, the face of the beauty is even more beautiful.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, those almond-like eyes looked over lazily.

Bright as stars in the night.

"Brother Qingqing!"

Ale exclaimed in surprise.

He opened the door directly, ran out happily and hugged Xue Qing's leg.

A Le's strong hug almost caused Xue Qing, who was already unsteady, to sway from side to side.

Xue Qing supported A Le in a daze.

Although he didn't understand why Xue Qing smelled like alcohol, A Le still raised his face and asked Xue Qing expectantly: "Brother Qing Qing, can you sleep with A Le tonight?"

"Ale is so scared by himself."

The child pursed his mouth in aggrieved manner, with fleshy cheeks on both sides, trying to soften Xue Qing's heart.

"No way~" The drunken beauty bent down, stretching out a faint curve.

The wine-like redness on the fair skin was like clouds and mist, and the red lips that had not faded away were raised.

It's a coaxing smile.

"why?"

Al was puzzled.

He felt that brother Qingqing was probably really drunk, and Xue Qing rarely looked like this in the past.

The feeling of elegance and beauty was overwhelmed by the flamboyant flamboyance, and she looked more like a charming demon.

But Ah Le, who is still a child, doesn't understand these things, he just thinks that brother Qingqing tonight is very beautiful.

She was pretty before, but now brother Qingqing is indescribably good-looking.

A Le raised his head and waited expectantly for Xue Qing's answer.

I saw Xue Qing blushing and pursing her lips, and her eyes were still a little blurred.

He put a finger on his lips.

"Shh." He said softly.

This appearance made A Le couldn't help pricking up his ears.

Then Ah Le heard Xue Qingshen say mysteriously: "I'm going to sleep with your master."

Ale:!

Al was stunned.

Xue Qing, who was already completely drunk, didn't know that he said something that made A Le start to doubt life at a young age.

With a smile, he poked Ah Le's still sluggish little fleshy face.

"Let it sleep with you."

Xue Qing reached out and took out the mustard seed bag, and took out a sleeping little yellow bird from it.

Jiujiu fell into a deep sleep in Xue Qing's mustard seed bag to recover his mana since he sent them to Lingyin Temple at the altar last time.

It should have almost recovered in recent days.

Jiujiu, who was suddenly stuffed into Ah Le's arms, woke up suddenly from sleep, the long feathers on his head were still messy.

Not knowing what's going on now, it opened its black eyes and said suspiciously: "Chirp?"

Jiujiu and Ale stared blankly at Xue Qing's figure turning away.

Sleeping with Master?

sleep together?

Ale, who had been vacant in place for a long time, hugged the little yellow bird, and looked at Xue Qing's staggering back as he left.

Until Xue Qing's figure disappeared, this sentence still echoed in his mind-really, really became a teacher's wife?