Xie Fu obviously did not want to mention this matter: "If there is no progress, there will be no progress."
Qiu Ruyi deliberately showed an unhappy expression: "Did Zhuoer ask you to wash the dress?"
"It's inconvenient for her. Can't I, as a master, wash her?"
Qiu Ruyi smiled: "I'm not so arrogant, asking you to wash my clothes."
Xie Fu snorted: "I'd rather do it, but every time you hide it tightly under your clothes, I can't even find it even if I see it."
Then he changed the topic and joked: "Is there some secret in your clothes that I shouldn't find out?"
Qiu Ruyi turned around and left: "Let's go, I won't pay attention to you."
Fu Xie looked at her graceful back. The goose-yellow dress was supported by her graceful figure, and her thighs were moving in a thrilling arc: "How about you take off your panties now, and I will wash them for you."
"OK."
Qiu Ruyi responded and squatted down, pretending to reach into her skirt, but suddenly grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Xie Fu: "Catch it with your mouth!"
Why is it so difficult! When Xie Fu opened his mouth, sand was sprayed all over his face.
Qiu Ruyi stood up, giggled and left.
Xie Fu said eloquently: "It's nice to have you tonight!"
Qiu Ruyi stopped and turned around, with a playful look on her lips: "Really?"
Xie Fu waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it."
After Xie Fu finished washing his clothes, he hung them to dry happily. Considering that Zhuoer didn't have any clothes to change, he went to Wen Renling's place and asked Wen Renling to get him a set of clothes.
When he returned to the door of the house, he saw that there was no movement in the house. He thought he had finished washing and was waiting for him to deliver clothes.
Recalling the days in the fantasy world, I deliberately exposed my body in front of Duanmuzi. At that time, they were still in a master-disciple relationship, and Duanmuzi gave me a severe beating on the spot.
Thinking back on it now, the sweetness makes me nostalgic and I can't help but laugh out loud.
Zhuoer in the room heard laughter and shouted: "Master."
"Zhuoer, I went to Sister Ling's place to find a set of clean clothes for you and left them at the door for you."
When Zhuoer heard that Xie Fu was leaving and that if he missed this opportunity, he would never have another chance, he exclaimed in desperation.
Xie Fu rushed in after hearing the sound. He glanced around the room and saw no sign of Zhuoer, but Zhuoer suddenly fell from the direction of the roof and hugged him with his arms behind his back.
Feeling Zhuoer's arms hugging him close, Xie Fu blurted out: "What happened!"
Zhuoer didn't say anything, just rested his head on Xie Fu's shoulder. Xie Fu immediately felt that his clothes were wetted by her wet hair. The water droplets from the hair penetrated his clothes, and the clothes on his shoulders became
Close to the body.
Her breathing was very tense, as if she was in danger. Xie Fu let go of his sensitivity and searched the entire room, and said calmly: "Zhuoer, don't be nervous."
Zhuoer sneered: "Master, are you nervous?"
The breath of laughter fell on Xie Fu's ears and neck, but made Xie Fu's body stiffen.
Zhuoer, who was holding him, could certainly feel the sudden stiffness of Fu Xie's body and said with a smile: "Master, you are very nervous. Why are you nervous? Is it because Zhuoer has no clothes on now."
Although his eyes were forward, Xie Fu could still feel Zhuoer staring directly at him, his face, his ears, and even his hair, because these parts were like the sunshine shining on them at noon.
Somewhat hot.
His mind went blank and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
Zhuoer's fingertips penetrated Xie Fu's hair, and Xie Fu's scalp could clearly feel the sharp nails, like the tip of a dagger touching his weakest point.
Then she slowly slid her fingertips to his ears, and said softly like coaxing a child: "Master, your ears are so beautiful."
Listening to such words, Xie Fu had no strange thoughts. Instead, he strangely remembered the scene of getting along with Duanmuci. At that time, Duanmuci taught her martial arts step by step. That was the first time he touched Duanmuci's hand, and then he took the opportunity to hold it tightly.
He wouldn't let go, saying things like that.
At that time, in addition to yearning for beautiful things, there were also undue thoughts.
Duanmu Ci seemed to see through his thoughts and reacted so violently that he couldn't lift his hands all day long.
He was sad for several years because of this, feeling that Duanmu Ci was so cold and unapproachable.
Did he go too far? He was just doing it out of his heart.
Is Zhuoer too much at this moment? It doesn't seem to be too much. If a disciple likes his master, it doesn't mean that the master has done well.
Xie Fu's silence gave Zhuoer great encouragement. His fingertips slid along his ears and down his neck. At this moment, his mood was as if he was doing something he was good at, so comfortable and so enjoyable.
Until her fingers silently came to the master's waist, ready to untie his belt, but the master's hand held her down, preventing her from continuing.
Zhuoer's heart trembled and he felt timid. The imaginary voice of reproach did not come, but remained silent as before.
She was doing a very risky thing, which might cause her to lose this relationship with her master. Zhuoer could not lose her master, she would die. In order to cover up the nervousness and anxiety in her heart, she smiled and asked: "Master
,Have Zhuoer’s clothes been washed?”
Xie Fu, who was recalling the romantic past with Duanmu Ci, came to his senses and responded: "It's been washed and is being dried in the yard."
"Does Zhuoer's crotch look good?"
I don't know why, but Fu Xie didn't think this was a kind of temptation, but more of the girl's naughty nature. Maybe he also deliberately challenged Duanmu Ci as a master and angered Duanmu Ci in the same way.
然后在端木慈不忍心狠揍他中,找到被宠爱着的踏实感.
At this moment, should I reprimand her sanctimoniously? Of course not!
Yes, yes, no, it is indeed a very beautiful item. The exquisite embroidery and ingenious shape are like a work of art, and it complements each other so well when it is covered on the body of a beautiful girl.
"nice."
Zhuoer's heart stopped and he looked outside the door. He found the brocade crotch among the clothes hanging in the yard. From a distance, the exquisite embroidery on it looked like white orchids hanging on the branches.
There is a faint fragrance of white orchids swaying in the breeze.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not only is it good-looking, it is also beautiful!
The beautiful Zhuoer is also pleasing to the eye and refreshing.
"Then...does it look better hanging quietly or does it look better on a drow?"
Immediately in Xie Fu's mind, mountains and flowers were vivid...
"I don't know." He lied, so his voice was a little hoarse. In fact, he knew which scene was more beautiful.
Zhuoer followed the guidance: "Master, does it look better on Zhuoer?"
Xie Fu's face looked unnatural, because he was tempted and had the idea of taking it as his own, which he would never allow.
The reason why he could chat and laugh with Zhuoer before was because he was calm and regarded Zhuoer as a disciple and a child.
But at this moment, she became a woman, a charming and charming woman whose charm could easily touch the heartstrings of men.
"If there's nothing else to do, get dressed immediately!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to control the air, and the clothes placed at the door of the house were in his hand.
Zhuoer also clearly felt the master's indifference and seriousness, and felt panicked. Then he felt a pain in his wrist that was on the master's waist.
Xie Fu wanted to use Duanmuci's method to deal with him, so that Zall would retreat.
Zhuoer said sadly, "Master, Zhuoer can't make your heart move at all?"
She was really sad. She didn't hesitate to put down her face, her pride, and her dignity. She had put in all her efforts but was indifferent.
"You still know that you are my disciple, do you want to let your master bear the name of a beast?" Now I have no choice but to think one thing and say another.
Zhuoer's voice softened: "Master, Zhuoer knows that you are thinking about Zhuoer and you are doing it for Zhuoer's good."
Xie Fu smiled: "It's good to know." If it was convenient, he really wanted to caress this girl's hair at this moment and express his love for her.
"But Master, are you wrong?"
Xie Fu was confused: "What's wrong?"
"You treat Zhuoer as an ordinary woman, a woman who will get married and have children in the future and grow old silently. You have planned Zhuoer's entire life without making any decisions."
Xie Fu was surprised. He did think so, but wasn't it the case?
"And Zhuoer is a person with great ambitions. From the moment Zhuoer became your disciple, he wanted to learn martial arts well and become the pride of Wenren Ranch, and even have Zhuoer's name in future history."
Xie Fu's eyes were surprised, so he really shouldn't have arbitrarily influenced her life.
Zhuoer smiled contemptuously: "For men, getting married and having children are trivial matters in Zhuoer's eyes."
He said angrily: "Master, you obviously can help Zhuoer, but you refuse to help Zhuoer. You just watch Zhuoer being mediocre and lost to everyone. You are not a good master. Zhuoer will hate you."
Xie Fu explained: "Zhuoer, you have worked very hard as a teacher, but your martial arts talent..."
Zhuoer interrupted: "Master, there is no need to hide it from me. You have a way to help Zhuoer learn the Kunlun Supreme Mind Technique. If you refuse, I know that you still don't love Zhuoer enough and are reluctant to part with your own martial arts cultivation."
The emotional offensive didn't work, so Zall simply resorted to aggressive tactics.
Xie Fu was surprised: "How do you know? Who told you?"
"It doesn't matter who told me, you just don't want to part with your cultivation, you just don't love Zhuoer enough, and you don't want to be good to Zhuoer." Zhuoer's tone was full of girlish coquettishness.
No one but Qiu Ruyi knew about this matter. It must have been Qiu Ruyi who was behind it. Xie Fu said sincerely, "Yes, as a teacher, I am naturally willing. Once some things are lost, you cannot get them back. I'm afraid you will regret it in the future."
Zhuoer responded resolutely: "I will never regret it! If you ever have the intention to marry and resent you, master, I will strike you with five thunderbolts and you will not die a good death!"
Xie Fu groaned and regretted: "This is not what being a teacher is..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhuoer: "What's not, it is!" He forcefully untied Xie Fu's belt and put his hand into his robe.
Xie Fu's body was as rigid as a rock, but his body suddenly shook. However, two armies of Zall invaded at the same time, attacking the city and seizing the territory.
Feeling the master's discomfort, Zhuoer said softly: "Master, do you still remember that day in Chengquan, when Zhuoer was waiting for you to take a bath?"
Master Xie didn't respond, and Zhuoer continued: "Zhuoer helped the master wash the spoon. In Zhuoer's heart, it looks like the master, both handsome and great."
"Both warm and gentle yet intimidating..."
Feeling the master's body slowly relaxing, Zhuoer said again: "Master, do you still remember what you promised Zhuoer at Baolan Lake?"
Xie Fu snorted as he spoke: "What did you promise?"
"Show the spoon to Zhuo'er. Zhuo'er wants to see it now! Master, if you don't show it to me, you are a villain who breaks your promise. Your image in my heart will plummet, and Zhuo'er will never respect you so much anymore.
.”
Perhaps Zhuoer's tone was too childish, so Xie Fu actually burst into laughter.
When Zhuoer heard the laughter, she became nervous instead. She was most afraid of her master being like this, chatting and laughing, calm and at ease, just like that day in Chengquan, when she deliberately caused trouble, but the master was like an immortal saint, uncompromising.
Her presence was ignored.
He began to plead: "Master, can you help Zhuoer? Zhuoer doesn't want to live a life of mediocrity and inaction."
Feeling that her hands were eager to please but so clumsy, Xie Fu felt funny and loving in his heart and gently took her hands away.
With just one move, Drow would not dare to go against him.
Xie Fu turned around and looked at the girl with sincere eyes in front of him. Even the water drops on her snow-white cheeks were full of youthful and pure atmosphere.
Xie Fu just smiled slightly and called out: "Good disciple."
Zhuoer's eyes turned red and his lips pursed in aggrieved tone.
"Double cultivation of moving characters is not what you think."
Zhuoer's eyes were full of surprise and surprise: "Master, you agreed!"
"Now close your eyes and recite a mantra to me with your heart."
All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you have seen the Tathagata.
The double cultivation of moving words is just a way of contact, just like shaking hands, it is just the human heart that is mixed.
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In Prince Qi's Mansion, late at night, Qin Chuzhen was entertaining a guest in the study.
In front of this guest, Qin Chuzhen, as the King of Qi, behaved humblely and humbly, because this guest was his biological father and the current emperor.
As the saying goes, he would not go to the Three Treasures Palace without any problem. Faced with his father's secret visit, Qin Chuzhen was trembling in his heart, not knowing whether his father had learned about everything he had done secretly.
Unexpectedly, the emperor kept talking to him and did not mention court affairs, political affairs, or the prince's affairs.
This made Qin Chucheng feel a sense of long-lost family affection, and even recalled the scene when his father held him in his arms when he was a child. It seemed that since he started to formally read and write, the meeting between father and son had become that between monarch and minister, and although he
A son, in front of the emperor, is no different from other ministers.
"Chu Zhen, you are pretty good as Jing Zhaoyin. Although I didn't say it, I saw it all."
The emperor's words that suddenly turned to political affairs made Qin Chuzhen's eyes turn red, because he was too eager to be recognized by his father, but his father only had eyes for the prince Qin Chucheng, no matter how extravagant the prince Qin Chucheng was or how many ridiculous things he did.
But he, a person who has always been conscientious and doing practical things, has become transparent in front of his father. It turns out that his father sees everything. There is nothing more exciting than this moment!
"Chu Zhen, you must think that I am old and fatuous."
Qin Chuzhen knelt down quickly: "I dare not, my father has always been wise and mighty in my eyes."