Was watched by the master

After Fang Ziming and Little Pearl left, Fang Zimo's feeling of being controlled disappeared. He struggled to jump out of Yuan Huanglie's arms, then pointed at Yuan Huanglie angrily and said, "You just... did something to me. What? I just couldn't speak!"

Yuan Huanglie raised his eyes, and said coldly: "Maybe it's because of the exhaustion, you are just tired."

I really believed your nonsense. When I came back, I didn't take a car at all. I had to fly the whole way.

Fang Zimo couldn't help but glared at the other party, but the other party didn't seem to see him staring, and his expression didn't change at all.

Yuan Huanglie's eyes are fiery red, which is the same color as his feathers; the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, with a charming charm, but he is cold and calm, completely opposite to his appearance, but not at all inconsistent.

At the banquet that day, Fang Zimo was fascinated by these eyes.

"I didn't agree that you just sent me back. You...why did you say...that kind of thing in the hall just now." Fang Zimo looked away from Yuanhuanglie's eyes, and his ears were red.

"What kind of words?" Yuan Huanglie pretended to be stupid.

"It's just... about marriage proposals, we obviously haven't talked about it..."

Yuan Huanglie interrupted him, "I said, I will be responsible for you."

Fang Zimo hated this cold and arrogant tone again.

He suddenly said angrily: "I don't need you to take responsibility!"

"Be rational, don't lose your temper." There was a slight change in Yuan Huanglie's cold eyes, but soon returned to normal.

"Who loses his temper, it's not your will, and I never said I would make you responsible, so why force yourself!" Fang Zimo was so angry that he sat down on the armchair opposite Yuan Huanglie, and the two There is a huge distance between people.

"I didn't force you, stop making trouble." Yuan Huanglie walked up to Fang Zimo, bent down and picked him up, "I'll take you back to rest."

"Who wants to rest, I don't need to rest, let me go." Fang Zimo struggled to kick his legs.

"It's fine to do something else without taking a break." Yuan Huanglie suddenly stopped.

Fang Zimo panicked, his hands and feet stopped moving immediately, and he said incoherently: "You, you...don't...don't act recklessly, just now you said you wouldn't touch me under my master's nose, you...you Can't talk doesn't count!"

He was really terrified, Yuan Huanglie looked cold on the surface, but he was like that when he actually did it, he couldn't bear it at all.If the rain and dew period was an accident, then so many times in the next few days, it was Yuan Huanglie who planned it on purpose.

However, he still always looks very cold and superior, as if Fang Zimo is the one who needs it, and he is so mad.

Maybe the marriage proposal was just for the sake of being with him...

Hmph, what did you say to be responsible for him.Not reluctant?He believed it, but with bad intentions.

Once the old man started eating meat, he couldn't stop, pity him, this little dragon. ^

"Where is the room?" Yuan Huanglie asked.

Fang Zimo immediately raised his vigilance, "I... why did I tell you?"

"It seems that he doesn't want to rest." Yuan Huanglie lowered his head, approached Fang Zimo's neck and sniffed.

Fang Zimo immediately compromised. He pointed in the direction of his room with trembling fingers, and said tremblingly, "Then...over there, go to the first room."

He had a feeling that if he didn't say anything, he would really be punished on the spot by this old Phoenix.

This person has no shame at all, he dared to...

Let alone being at home now.

Damn it, the older you are, the less shame you have. Under the cold and arrogant appearance is an indulgent heart, which makes him think that he is a dragon, and he is a phoenix. After all, dragons are inherently obscene...

Yuan Huanglie carried him across the corridor, walked straight into his room, laid him flat on the bed, and sat down beside the bed.

"I don't know why you are angry or awkward. Since I have marked you, I should be responsible to you. I didn't force it. This is a responsibility. The same is true for you. From the moment the mark is successful, you are my place. Kun, you have the same obligation to me."

"I……"

"Don't think about letting others mark you again. I don't agree, and I don't allow it. In this world, there are few people whose pheromones are stronger than mine, and can cover my mark, unless your ancestors of Penglai personally go into battle. Let you The ancestor marks you, do you dare?" Yuan Huanglie asked with a soul.

Fang Zimo shrank his head, he felt his arms were cool, and his back was also cool, so he raised his hand and rubbed his arms.

dare?Of course he didn't dare.

"So, be obedient, marry me, and I will treat you well." The back of Yuan Huanglie's hand brushed Fang Zimo's eyebrows, slid from the eyebrows to his cheeks, stayed on Fang Zimo's lips, and pressed his thumb on the lips , caress lightly.

Fang Zimo met his fiery red pupils, and nodded as if he had been bewitched.

Coincidentally, Fang Han arrived at this time.

"Xiao Qi, Master has come in." The voices came together, Fang Han saw this scene just as he stepped into the door, and his expression froze for a moment.

Yuan Huanglie withdrew his hand calmly, Fang Zimo looked at his master, at a loss.

Before he recovered, Fang Han asked him, "Xiao Qi, I'll ask you a word as a teacher."

Fang Zimo nodded blankly.

"You...you want to be with him voluntarily?"

Fang Zimo was stunned by the question, he hadn't recovered from Yuan Huanglie's words just now, and now Fang Han suddenly asked him this, his brain was not enough and he completely forgot to think.

I don't know if it came from Dikun's reliance on Tiangan's instinct, but he raised his eyes to look at Yuanhuanglie.

"Okay... that's okay, the teacher understands, you have a good rest." Before Fang Zimo could speak, Fang Han turned his head and left, before leaving, he gave Yuan Huanglie a look.

"You did a good job." Yuan Huanglie caressed Fang Zimo's face again.

"??? I... what did I do?"

"You acquiesced in marrying me."

"What?!" Fang Zimo quickly sat up from the bed, "I...I didn't."

How could he acquiesce!But... when Yuan Huanglie asked him just now, he seemed to nod his head!

Oh my God, what happened to him?It must be what Yuanhuang Lie did to him, um, it must be.

……

Fang Mu waited in the water for a long time, but the clothes on the shore were not dried, and he couldn't go to Fang Zhi naked, so he could only soak in the water and wait.

Thinking about waiting, maybe the clothes will dry.

Fang Zhi knew all about the movement here, including Fang Mu's clothes falling into the water, so after he released him, he quietly left there.

Fang Mu leaned against the shore, and fell asleep lying on the edge of the pool.

He heard someone calling him in a daze, and he struggled to open his eyes, but saw a set of folded clothes floating beside him.

Caught off guard, he was taken aback and leaned back, splashing a splash of water.After recovering, he realized that it was a set of dry clothes, and it seemed that someone was controlling it with spiritual power.

"Master, is that you?" Fang Mu retracted his body into the water and looked around.

"Who else but me? Put on your clothes and come out quickly, you're so stupid, you can lose your clothes in the water after taking a shower." The voice came from a distance.

"Oh." Fang Mu hurried out of the water, took his clothes and put them on.

Um? ? ?How did Master know that his clothes fell into the water? ()

Halfway through the clothes, Fang Mu stopped suddenly.

The whole person was stuck there like a stuck shell, motionless, and a ball of hemp rope was spinning in his head, which was very messy.

"What are you doing in there? Wearing clothes for so long, hurry up."

"Master...Master Zu, how do you know that my clothes... fell into the water?" Fang Mu didn't know what he was asking when he said this, his heart was beating wildly.

"You nestled there for a long time and didn't come out. Could it be that there is something wrong with your clothes?" Fang Zhi said calmly.

!So it is!

Fang Mumao suddenly realized, let go of all doubts, and his heartbeat returned to normal. He put on his clothes as fast as he could.

Fool.

Fang Zhi in the distance let out a chuckle, leaning against the door, waiting for the little fool inside to come out.

He touched the thick stack of bank notes on his body, thinking that it is better not to give them to the children, maybe it would be more appropriate to give them someday in the future.

【Speak】

Little Mubao was really easy to deceive.

Seventh Brother: I don’t know either, why did I agree?