Lian Wei narrowed her eyes and patted Qingyin gently, but all she got was the little disciple full of alcohol: "Don't move, I, I, I, I still want to drink...haha..."
Looking at the little disciple's eyes are blurred, his face is flushed, and his mouth is as red as cherries in May, Lian couldn't help but sigh quietly, "Qingyin, you are drunk."
If he had known that she would get drunk as soon as she drank, he would definitely not let her get drunk.
Qingyin hooked Lian's neck with the flow, and the heat sprayed on Lian's cheek, "Hehe... it turned out to be Master, my dearest master, I like you so much..."
As she said that, she curled up like a cat, subconsciously leaning into Lian's arms.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the little man leaning over, touching his chest with his little hands. Lian's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and Xuan's eyebrows also frowned, and he whispered: "Don't mess around."
"..." Qingyin murmured for a few words, Lian didn't hear it clearly.
Seeing that the little disciple changed to wrap his waist, Lian finally had to hold her in her arms and walk out of the house.
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When Qingyin woke up, she found that she was not in the world, but in Zihua Peak.
She rubbed her sore temples and looked around for her master's figure.
The door creaked.
When Xiaobao came in, he saw Qingyin leaning against the cushion and couldn't help but be amazed: "Tsk tsk, you're awake!"
"Xiaobao?" Seeing that the person coming in was Xiaobao, Qingyin excitedly lifted the bedding and got out of bed.
As soon as my feet landed on the ground, I fell back in a thump.
"Hey, hey... don't rush to get up. You have been lying for too long and have not eaten. You must be weak all over now!" Xiaobao held her quickly with his eyes and hands.
Qingyin frowned, and she really felt sore and weak all over. "How long have I been sleeping?"
"Low, it's only three days!" Xiaobao replied angrily, walked to the side, poured her a cup of tea, and handed it to her: "Qingyin, you can't drink, don't drink it in the future. You don't know, you
After sleeping for so long, I almost made me anxious! If I hadn't seen your pulse was stable and your body was completely different, I would have thought you would have been awake!"
"Haha..." Qingyin smiled awkwardly, "I thought the alcohol was not very strong, but I didn't expect it to be so spicy!"
Suddenly, she thought of an important thing and nervously held Xiaobao's hand and asked, "Where is the master?"
"Lord Lian is in Huaqing Pond in the back mountain..." Before Xiaobao finished speaking, Qingyin didn't care about wearing a robe and naked feet, so she ran out of the hall.
"Qingyin, you..." Looking at Qingyin's back disappearing at the door, Xiaobao stomped his feet in place, "Why are you running so fast? People haven't finished talking yet! Lord Lian is taking a bath and telling anyone to do it.
You can't bother me!"
Huaqing Pond is the only hot spring on Liuzhi Mountain.
And this hot spring is only located on Zihua Peak.
At this moment, the hot air in the pool was steaming, the mist was misty, the clouds were floating, and the spring water was ding.
Qingyin arrived here and saw that the pool water was as flat as a mirror, and there was no trace of the master around him. She couldn't help but hold up her little face and shouted: "Master... are you here?"
Soon, a head appeared in the center of the pool water, and Qingyin recognized it. It was the face of the master's jade.
Although there was a cloud of fog on the pond water, Qingyin could see clearly the bottom of the water, and the master was not wearing a silk thread.
Qingyin's little face suddenly turned and turned aside, explaining hurriedly: "The disciple doesn't know that the master is bathing. The disciple will go back now and come over after the master has finished bathing."