klisemfg Chapter 217 Afraid... Afraid of losing you
Chapter 217 Afraid... Afraid of losing you
In the carriage, Xue Wu Ran, who was resting, noticed that Wu Yu Ying was looking at him. He slowly opened his eyes, with waves of light in his eyes, as if there were thousands of stars.
"Ying'er, are you being silly again?"
Wu Yuying: "..."
"Yes! My disciple was foolish." Wu Yuying nodded slightly and said with a smile.
"Master's peerless beauty has made this disciple so stupid that he cannot help himself, so stupid that he is beyond redemption..."
"Is my master really as good as you say?" Xue Wu Ran slowly sat up, a faint smile on his face.
"Yeah!" Wu Yuying nodded wildly, squinting her eyes as she looked at Xue Wuran.
"Master, you are a good person, you have a good heart, you look good, you have good teeth, you have a good appetite, and you have a good body."
"In short, in my heart and eyes, you are perfect in every way, even better than a god."
"Nonsense!" Xue Wu Ran patted Wu Yuying's head, turned his head away, and couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"Hehe... Master, touch me more, it feels very comfortable..." Wu Yuying smiled and snuggled into Xue Wuran's arms and rubbed him.
"Ying'er, are you a dog? Why do you like to be touched?" Xue Wu Ran frowned slightly.
Wu Yuying: "..."
"Master, how can you talk like that? I'm not a dog!" Wu Yuying rolled her eyes, sat up and pouted.
While they were chatting, the carriage arrived at their residence. This time, the master and disciple asked for an independent courtyard, which was just behind the inn.
"Grandpa, please come in." Outside the courtyard, Wu Yuying stood beside Xue Wuran, bowed and greeted him with a respectful attitude.
"Nonsense!" Xue Wu Ran smiled, glanced at Wu Yuying, took her hand, and walked into the yard together.
“OMG! Hold...hold my...hand…” Wu Yuying was stunned for a moment, looked at Xue Wuran’s white neck, and licked the corner of her lips.
After just a moment, Wu Yuying calmed down.
Since Xue Wu Ran likes it this way, why not just do it? She plans to play this drama to the end.
"Sir, why are you holding my hand? I am a little scared at the moment." Wu Yuying lowered her head and said in a low voice.
As she spoke, her hands trembled slightly, revealing her inner anxiety.
Xue Wu Ran paused, turned around to look at Wu Yuying, was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly.
"Ying'er, what are you doing?"
"Master, I don't know what you are talking about!" Wu Yuying raised her head slightly, looked directly at Xue Wuran, and said tremblingly.
At this time, she saw Xue Wu Ran smiling at her.
A smile with a sadistic tone.
This scene made Wu Yuying feel a little panicked and her body felt numb.
“Master…Master, you…” Wu Yuying’s heart tightened and she screamed before she could finish her words.
“Ahhhh…Master…you scared me!”
Suddenly, Xue Wu Ran's face came towards her, very close.
At such a close distance, she could feel Xue Wu Ran's breath and the faint fragrance coming from her neck.
Suddenly, Wu Yuying found that Xue Wu Ran's face disappeared from her sight. When she came to her senses, she looked carefully and found that Xue Wu Ran was gradually going away.
Wu Yuying shook her head, touched her face, and decided it was time to fry some eggs.
"Master, this old straight man, is so charming even to the point of being scary. I love him..." Wu Yuying stared at Xue Wuran's back and followed him.
"Grandpa... you just scared me, I need compensation..."
In front, Xue Wu Ran glanced back and ignored Wu Yuying, walking towards the backyard.
His disciple is not comparable to ordinary people, which makes him difficult to understand and troublesome.
Today, under her indirect instigation, he agreed to fight with Leng Qinghan on the top of Hanshan Mountain tonight.
In the backyard, Xue Wu Ran sat in the stone pavilion, looking at Wu Yu Ying in front of him helplessly.
"Ying'er, do you have anything else to say? I want to be alone."
"Jingjing?" Wu Yuying frowned and stared at Xue Wuran.
"Master, you are making your disciple sad!"
"Who is this Jingjing?"
"Tell me which old woman it is!"
"You actually want her!"
"What is that disciple in your eyes!"
Xue Wu Ran "..."
Xue Wu Ran was stunned for a moment by Wu Yuying's sudden and continuous bombardment, not knowing how to respond.
What…what is this talking about? Xue Wu Ran’s mind was in a fog and he didn’t understand a single word.
Jingjing? Where did Jingjing come from? When did he know a woman named Jingjing...
"Ying'er, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't know who this Jingjing is!" Xue Wuran was full of confusion.
"Okay! Since Master, you don't tell me the truth, then I'll leave!" Wu Yuying looked at Xue Wuran sadly, then got up and left.
"Hey! Ying'er, what do you mean?" Xue Wu Ran's expression changed slightly. He waved his hand, and spiritual power surged, grabbing Wu Yuying to his side.
"Ying'er, are you angry?" Xue Wu Ran asked.
Huh? Wasn't that obvious enough?
Ceiling? Old straight man?
"Yes, because the master is distracted. He is eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. He is not focused!" Wu Yuying nodded seriously and frowned.
"How could your teacher be like that?" Xue Wu Ran said helplessly.
"That's right, unless... unless you prove that you are not like that." Wu Yuying pouted.
"Okay, how do you want me to prove it?" Xue Wu Ran agreed without hesitation.
"I...I want this...proof..." Wu Yuying pointed at Xue Wu Ran's lips and said in a low voice.
Xue Wu Ran: "..."
"Ying'er, how about this... tonight?" Xue Wuran's old face turned red. It was broad daylight and he was a little at a loss.
He had already expected that this day would come, but he was not mentally prepared.
"Master, why do we have to wait until late at night? There are only you and me in this small courtyard now." Wu Yuying stared at Xue Wuran and continued, "Master, right now, no..."
At this moment, the sound suddenly stopped. Wu Yuying widened her eyes. The wetness at the corners of her lips made him dazed for a moment, and he forgot everything for a moment.
The touch is fleeting.
Before Wu Yuying could savor the most wonderful nectar in the world, Xue Wu Ran had disappeared.
When she came back to her senses, there was still a hint of warmth at the corners of her lips...
"It's more addictive than aged wine!" Wu Yuying muttered to herself with a smile on her face.
However, what made Wu Yuying despair was that Xue Wuran had never appeared since he disappeared.
Until the sun sets...
Until the middle of the night...
Until her eyelids started to droop and she fell asleep without realizing it.
The next day, when Wu Yuying woke up, she found Xue Wuran sitting on the balcony outside, looking into the room with a complicated look in her eyes.
She didn't know when Xue Wu Ran came back, nor did she know how long Xue Wu Ran had been sitting on the balcony.
But he knew one thing, Xue Wu Ran's eyes were in the room, on her.
When she took a closer look, her scalp suddenly went numb, she felt panicky, her legs went weak, and her whole body was shaking.
Because she saw a scene that she never wanted to see.
On the balcony, Xue Wu Ran's face was pale, his mouth was red, his body was covered in blood, and his white Taoist robe had changed color.
She suddenly realized that Xue Wu Ran was injured.
She stumbled towards Xue Wu Ran.
Fall down...get up...
Fall down, and get up again...
After repeating this several times, he finally arrived beside Xue Wu Ran.
She opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't speak.
But the tears in her eyes couldn't be controlled and flowed out.
"It was the battle last night..." Wu Yuying thought to herself.
"Silly girl, your master is not dead, why are you crying!" Xue Wu Ran looked at Wu Yuying with a complicated expression and said softly.
As soon as Xue Wu Ran said this, Wu Yu Ying's suppressed emotions instantly broke out. She threw herself on him and sobbed softly.
“Wuwuwu…Master…”
"Wow... I'm scared... I'm scared of losing you..."