Master, who is looking through me?

41,

This time I slept until the sun was shining.

When he woke up, he saw a charming face.The eyebrows and eyes are wild, and there is a thunderous thunder in Zhongzang.

I closed my eyes, opened them again, and it was still the same face.After he calmed down, he remembered what happened last night with a headache.

Qing Mu probably woke up early in the morning, just now when I was looking at him, he secretly opened his eyes and looked at me.While watching, he snickered, as if he had caught me peeping at him proudly.

"Master, good morning!"

With such a smile, all the power of thunder was swept away, and he completely relied on it.

It turns out that ghosts are also stupid, I looked at him and thought.

Ignoring this man, I sat up, pushed him away and got out of bed.

"Ah, master wait for me!"

So he turned over and sat up, hurriedly kicked off his shoes and wanted to catch up, but unexpectedly, he was disturbed by the hem of his clothes, and fell to the ground in embarrassment with a snap.

I turned my head, raised my eyebrows, and looked down at him.

He also looked up at me, wanting to cry, "Master, it hurts."

His good appearance is really touching.It's just matching his current demeanor, which is indescribably weird, but...seeing it makes my heart move.

He obviously has an arrogant appearance, but his eyes are as innocent as a child's, very clean, as if I am his everything.The fragile newborn cub was held in my hands, but still foolishly relied on me.

This feeling is a bit novel, but not bad at all.

I squatted down, and he sat up too, looking at me at the same level.

"What are you doing with me?" I asked.

"Huh?" He frowned, thought for a while, and then whispered something.

Of course I didn't hear clearly.So he asked, "What?"

He seemed to be taken aback, and suddenly raised his voice: "Hi, I like it."

Tsk.stuttering.

I was inexplicably pleased.

I stood up straight, and he followed suit, his eyes following me closely.

I looked down at him, "Get up." After saying that, I turned around and left without waiting.

The people behind him responded cheerfully, got up quickly, and chased after him.

Turning into the next room, I saw the person I put on the bed—he didn't wake up.

Yesterday, I felt that he seemed to have a different mind and soul, and he was not quite the same as ordinary people.Thinking about it, it was because of this that he suddenly lost strength at that time, and now he is unconscious again.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly traced his face with my fingertips.

He and Master really look alike... even if they are so close, I can't find any difference, as if they were twins.

If there were any differences to be picked out, it would probably be the time between him and the master.Although this person also looked icy, it was still the fine snow that had just fallen in the world, with a bit of coolness, and it could melt in the warm palm.But compared to Master, it has become years of snow, accompanied by Qinggang sword energy.Just standing there, there is a fierce sword intent coming out of the sheath, which is chilling.

There is a lot of falling snow, and no one cleans it. Layer after layer, they are piled up, and it is difficult to melt away.

The master in the early days may also be what this person is now.

"What's so good about him? Where is my beauty?" A gloomy voice from behind interrupted my contemplation, "Why doesn't the master look at me?"

I silently withdrew my hand, my eyes were still fixed on the face of the sleeping man, and I whispered: "Where is anyone half as respected as my master?"

No one can be half as elegant as my master.

After a moment of silence, there was another rustle, and then a new voice came: "I hate this person!"

"Get out."