Chapter 128: Master, clothes can not be worn
Chu Xinning’s heartbeat is very fast, and his face is a little red.
Yu Guang swept the man, still standing in the same place as the mountain, and his body seemed to be a little stiff. Chu night never looked at him, but he could feel his naked, unconcealed gaze, staring straight at himself. Like the sword that has just been raised from the sword pool, it is still screaming at the amazing heat, stabbing the waterfall, and the water is steamed into smoke by the body of the sword, stabbing himself.
Chu nightning felt that he had been greatly offended, and his face became more and more ugly, biting his lip and hiding deeper into the waterfall.
Unexpectedly, the man was actually an infatuation, and Chu Ning went to hide in it. He also walked like a marionette and followed a step forward.
"..."
Chu night Ning was furious, which made him think that there were always a few perverted demon people in the dead and the dead. In the past, there was even a woman who didn’t sleep at night, climbed to the top of the red lotus pot, secretly squatted, etc. Watching yourself take a shower. This memory made his scalp numb, and the arm that the man had grabbed seemed to be unable to hold the goose bumps.
Fortunately, he hid in the deepest part of the waterfall and ate the water beads for a long time. The man finally let him go, and returned to the water in one step and three, and continued to take a shower.
Chu nightning endured the flames of the heart, and did not want to bubble more. I plan to leave as soon as possible after washing.
He reached for his bath towel on his shoulder, but suddenly found that the bath towel, as well as the scented scent of the scented scent in the bath towel, fell into the water because of the stone drop.
At this moment, I am afraid that it has melted away...
Going ashore again?
Naked, walking from the man's eyelids?
Chu nightning is not blushing now, his face is blue. Thin lips are tight, very humiliating.
He does not go.
Then he held his arms with his hands like a fool, and leaned back against the rocks, and continued to rush at himself in the deepest part of the waterfall.
Chu nightning: "........."
the man:"…………"
Suddenly, the man raised his voice in the distance and hesitated and asked: "Do you want a scent?"
"..."
"There is incense."
"..."
"It’s not always going to be like this."
Chu night Ning closed his eyes and still did not go out, cold and cold: "You throw it over."
The man did not throw it over. He seemed to feel like a stranger, too rude, too disrespectful. Chu nightning waited for a while under the waterfall, saw a peach leaf, applied spiritual power, carrying a saponin, two incense, and drifting toward him.
Chu Xiaoning picked up the things, and took a closer look and stunned.
There is nothing in the saponin, everyone uses it, but the scented person picks up the plum and sea bream, which is his favorite.
He couldn't help but see the tall figure hidden in the distance through the crystal curtain.
The man asked him: "Do you want these two?"
Chu night Ning said: "Make it."
The man did not speak again, and the two men were separated by a long distance, and they were flushed with silence. Chu nightning washed and washed, a little more comfortable, then carefully from the depths of the waterfall, and stood up again. After all, the place where the original was standing was too urgent, and he was really uncomfortable.
But when he came out, the man sneaked over to him. If he came over, he would have thought that this night was so strange that he seemed to be screaming. He wanted to talk to him and hesitated. I don’t know if I should go forward, and I’m going to stare at Chu’s hair.
After washing for a while, I can't stand it, Chu nightning intends to leave first.
Unfortunately, the clothes were placed in the mouth of the pool. He had to return to the original road to be able to put it on. No way, Chu nightning had to bite his head, sink his face, bite his back molars, and walk to the place where the man stood.
Unexpectedly, I walked to the front of the man. The two of them said that they were not long. When they said that the distance was short and short, the man suddenly moved. He bundled his long hair and took the wet hair, followed by After Chu night, he is also ready to go out for a bath.
Chu night Ning's forehead spurs and jumps, speeding up the pace, who knows that the man is so brazen, but also to speed up the pace.
Chu nightning: "........."
The golden light that had been asked by his fingertips was flowing. The reason why he refused to call weapons was not afraid of injuring others, but he felt that no matter what, he always had to wear the clothes first.
Then I walked faster.
This time the man did not follow him again, and the man stopped.
Chu night Ning loosened his breath, but the tone was loose to half, and even the sigh did not completely sigh. I heard the man say behind him: "You have hair on your hair... and foam."
"..."
"Don't go clean?"
At the time when Chu’s heart was burning, the man walked slowly again. This time he walked very close and his voice was very clear, just behind him.
If Chu Xiaoning is not so angry, it should be able to hear that the voice has changed, but it is still familiar. It is a pity that his heart is blazing and mad.
"You..." The man still wants to say something more.
Chu nightning finally couldn't help it. He turned around and shook his hands. The golden light in his hand slammed up and brushed his face toward the other side. The eyes were thunder and lightning, and the snow was like a knife. Chu night Ning anger can not be suppressed, hate can not rise and kill: "Do you have a disease?"
The light of heaven asked to open the mist and rushed toward the chest of the man.
In an instant, the fluorescent light illuminates the man's face.
Chu Xiaoning saw a pair of eyes, bright, gentle, and shy. It was like a star river and a firefly. It was accompanied by wind and clouds, and it was like a deep stream of water, hiding the past.
... ink burning? !
It’s too late for the men to wait for the situation, and Liu Teng squeaks, screaming at the sturdy and smooth chest. The ink burned and snorted, but it no longer sounded. It was only a low head. When you raised your face, the scorpion still had no grievances. It was just wet, like a lingering Linan first rain.
The late night of the Chu Dynasty retracted the heavenly question and stood stiff in place.
Awkward, hoarse: "... Why don't you hide?"
Ink burning: "Master, Master..."
Chu Xiaoning is almost awkward. He thought about the scene where the two met again, but he never thought of meeting him in the pool of hot springs. "What are you doing here? When are you coming back?" !"
"Just." The ink burned softly. "Hurry, the body is too dirty, can't see, so I want to take a shower first, then go to see Master, I didn't think..."
"..." Chu Yuning could not speak for a while.
They did not think of it.
They all want to be right and right, and they will meet again and again.
The ink burned about still wants to be well-dressed, and appeared in front of Chu-night.
The results of it?
Not only is it not correct, it is ridiculous.
Not only is it not solemn, it is still ridiculous.
Not only is it not well-dressed, but also red/body/naked/body.
It’s barely fit to be clean.
If it's not clean enough to even have clothes, don't worry about it.
"Master, really... really is you..." The ink is not too concerned about these. In the past five years, Chu nighting has fallen asleep. He is awake. It’s just a dream time for Chu Yuning. He is a thousand days of heart and soul.
His mood is far more complicated than that of Chu Yuning. His eyes are reddish and strong and affectionate: "It’s been a long time, I, I just... I don’t dare to recognize it. I feel that I admit the wrong person, I I thought……"
"..." Chu Xiaoning felt that he was screaming in his brain. For a time, he did not know what to say. He said: "If you are not sure, you will not be able to ask me if you are not sure. What to do?"
"I want to ask." The ink burned softly. "But for five years... Suddenly... It seems that I saw the Master in front of me. I actually... I feel that I am dreaming..."
The situation in the neighborhood is even more embarrassing, and I dare not ask people.
Generally, when watching his silhouette, it is such a mood.
I have been dreaming too much in the past five years. I am afraid that I am a crazy madman. I wake up with tears on my pillow. The so-called meet, but it is a happy occasion.
Chu night, the chest is flustered, but it is hard to calm down, but it is really difficult for him. The bottom of my heart is moist, and the mouth still has to say dryly: "...what dreams can be ridiculous."
I heard that Chu Yuning answered this question. The ink burned first, and it seemed to think of something. He licked his lips and had a halo. In fact, he didn't intend to talk about it when he met, but he thought that if he didn't take advantage of the fact that he wouldn't build a wall at the moment, he would have a chance.
So he paused and said: "... Does the Master remember?"
"Can't remember what?"
The smoldering scorpion is dark, and the depth is not at the bottom: "It was what you said to me before, too good dreams, often not true."
"That was just because..." said that half of the stunned, Chu nightning suddenly realized that this sentence was said when he saved the ink in Jinchengchi, because it was really uncomfortable at the time, so he said such depression. The sentence, after so long, can still easily think of it.
But how do you know that the person in Jin Chengchi is actually himself? Did the teacher tell him?
Chu night Ning looked up at him, but he saw the ink burning and looking at himself. At this time, I realized that the smoldering is not sure of the truth at all. The reason why I say this is just to observe my reaction.
The ink burns softly: "Sure enough, it is a master."
Chu nightning: "..."
The ink burned his hand, the skin of his chest was cut open, and the blood stained. He smiled bitterly: "In these years, I always think about some past events, and I want to know what Master has done for me. I thought. A lot, and later I also thought of the illusion of Jin Chengchi - the teacher never directly called my name."
He paused, and then said: "Those memories are more and more eager to suffer, so I want to wait for the teacher to wake up, see you, many things, I have to ask you."
"..."
"One of the things I want to ask most is... Master, the person who saved me at the bottom of the pool, is actually you."
The ink burned and said, walking toward him, Chu night would rather go back.
Because he suddenly found that the ink burned is so high, Yue Lu is generally, every inch of the body is like the power to have human life. He suddenly found that the burning eyes were so bright, like the Asahi sunset into the two pools of Lingming, sparkling, all the sunshine.
Chu Xiaoning felt flustered when he did not come. He said, "Not me."
There is obviously no letter in the burning of the ink.
Chu night Ning caught another confession, just like grabbing the straw of life, but he was too shocked, too nervous, too embarrassed, even forgot the question he had just asked again, and the ink burned Answered him.
He looked at the man whose chest was blinded by a blood mark and said: "I just injured you, why don't you hide?"
The ink burned for a moment, and suddenly fell dark eyelashes and smiled.
"You said that the dream is too good, it won't be true." He also answered again, and paused. It seemed to mutter. "I want to feel pain. If it hurts, it will not be fake."
He has come over and stood in front of Chu Ningning.
It is mainly because of sudden encounters, the joy and tenderness in the heart, the pity and the sorrow and sorrow exceed everything, and the smoldering does not make any thoughts on him, and there is no imaginary thinking. He even forgot that he should keep a proper distance from Chu Jingning, a distance between a master and a teacher.
But he didn't.
When you are in love, you always remember that the person in front of you is late, not a master.
The ink-burning eyelids became more and more wet. He smiled and raised his arm: "It seems that it has been splashed by water." He wiped his face and rubbed his eyes.
Chu night, looking up at him, because he was longing for the ink to come back, he was slightly more awake than the ink, but because of this sober, he had extra thoughts to notice the state of their eyes. - Nothing is worn, standing and talking face to face. The ink burned was so close to him, and almost a little further forward, he could hug him like a ghost.
He didn't want to look up at the handsome and innocent face again. He could look down a few inches. He saw the straight shoulders and the broad chest. The blood of the sky was slowly opened, and the dried water beads burned with the ink. Breathing and shivering slightly, Chu Evening didn't even know if the firm chest was hotter or the water was hotter.
I only felt that I was surrounded by a smoldering atmosphere, which made him lose his soul.
"Master, I..."
What am I?
There was nothing to do with the ink burning, and I saw that Chu Ning suddenly turned around and ran away.
"..."
He was shocked.
Really running.
For the first time, he saw that Chu Ning was so rushed that he was anxious to run away. It seemed that he had something to eat and he would have his life to chew his soul.
"I really miss you."
The ink burned in the original place, because of inertia, he finished the whole sentence and then licked his lips.
Why are you going to escape...
The ink burns some grievances.
On the shore, I saw a face of green and a burst of red, and I was anxious to wear clothes, and I was even more wronged.
"Master," he muttered.
Chu night Ning ignored him.
"Master respect..."
Chu nightning still ignores him, wrapped in a waist.
"Master is ......"
"What?" Chu Su Ning, who finally put on his clothes, finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his face and reason, with the cover of his robes, returned to the flesh and blood.
His sword and eyebrows were raging, and a pair of fierce phoenixes screamed at the counter-attack who dared to be taller than himself.
"What can't you go out and say? You talk to me naked, like what!"
The ink burned a little, the hand rolled into a fist, and coughed on the lips: "... I don't want to be naked."
"Then you still don't wear it again?"
"..." The ink burned, and his eyes turned away. He looked at a peach tree next to him and said, "...this is..."
He took a deep breath and finally made up his mind to say:
"Master, what you wear is my clothes."
After finishing this sentence, the ink burned staring at the swaying peach blossoms, and his face was a little red.
The author has something to say:
Today, Miss Song Qiutong, who is a wife of "Chouhua, a sword and a meat bag", is very beautiful. She can't help but like Nangong, she is a dead man who looks at people. Hahaha~ Crabs and big baby, what?
small theater:
There are several anonymous user messages on the bbs of the dead.
Anonymous users: accidentally miswearing the apprentice's clothes, what to do, do not want to face off, urgency, online, etc.
Anonymous User A: I sent a bunch of gifts, which were rejected by the male god, but the male **** took my handwork. I want to know if he is a foreigner or a distressed person. I am actually not poor. Although there is no my name on the leaderboard, I can still afford the limited edition jujube pills of the cold scale holy hand... Why? Why is he not collecting? I am so annoyed.
Anonymous user B: Hey, the mood is a bit complicated, he is back.
Anonymous User C: Did the top stop? Is it a dream or a real one? Is this my first few dreams? Don't bother me, I just want to find a tree hole.