The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

umbrella.

"What are you doing here? It's raining, it's raining, and it's time to catch a cold again." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun lowered his head and folded the handkerchief in his hand: "I haven't seen Master for a long time."

"Let's go." Ling Yugeng didn't continue.

He was already wet, so he felt it didn't matter, so he put the umbrella over Chu Shun's side, and Chu Shun took a step closer to him, and the umbrella shook.

"I heard from the elder that Master is meditating in the cold spring these days, but he is not feeling well?"

"Cultivation." Ling Yugeng changed the subject and asked how he was doing outside during this time.

"It's not bad, the task is not difficult." Chu Shun said, "I brought wine back. Tonight, Zhongqiu, would you like to have a glass of wine with me, Master? I will talk to Master."

Chu Shun's blackening value has been very stable, neither rising nor falling, and is currently maintaining at 30.00%.

The rain stopped at night, the moon emerged from behind the clouds, the full moon hung in the sky, and the sound of insects continued outside.

The two sat opposite each other in the courtyard, a stack of moon balls was placed on the stone table, and Ling Yugeng took one and took a bite.

"How?" Chu Shun asked.

Ling Yugeng: "That's right, your skills have improved again."

"How does Master know that this is what I did?"

Ling Yugeng smiled lightly: "A disciple of Hehuan Sect can't make moon balls with this taste."

The corners of the man's thin lips rose, and his indifferent face suddenly became more colorful.

Chu Shun stared at him blankly.

"Why are you staring at me like this?" Ling Yugeng took a sip from his wine glass, relaxed, and his tone became looser, "Don't be fascinated by it, you'll lose your soul."

Chu Shun: "Master is in a good mood today?"

“How come you see?”

"you laughed."

"...Really?" Ling Yugeng raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips, before the smile dissipated, he put down his glass, "Tell me about your past half month."

"It's a long story..."

While drinking, Ling Yugeng listened to Chu Shun's words. When his glass was empty, Chu Shun filled it up for him. Before he knew it, the three jugs of wine were finished.

The moon climbed into the sky.

Ling Yugeng lowered his eyebrows and eyes, showing a bit of tenderness, the color on his lips became brighter, like rouge smeared on the plain white rice paper, Chu Shun suddenly calmed down, he turned his head to look over, and saw Chu Shun entrusted Gill is also looking at him, just like "Chu Shun" in his void realm.

Most of the time, he looked at him so quietly.

It was hard to tell for a while.

"Master...do you miss me?" He asked.

Ling Yugeng raised his hand, and wrapped his fingertips around a strand of black hair that fell from his shoulders, entwined twice around the fingertips, Chu Shun turned his head, and Ling Yugeng's fingertips rested on his cheek.

"What answer do you want to hear?" Ling Yugeng asked.

Chu Shun: "The answer in Master's heart."

Ling Yugeng touched Chu Shun's chin with his fingertips, and raised his face, "Chu Shun."

"Ok?"

"You look so good-looking."

Chu Shun: "..."

Ling Yugeng pressed his lips with his fingertips, "It's beautiful here."

He stretched his fingers across his face again, Chu Shun closed his eyes, and was lightly tapped twice by the cool touch on his eyelids, "It's also beautiful here."

Under the moonlight, the young man's face seemed even more coquettish.

Chu Shun realized that Ling Yugeng was drunk.

When he's drunk, he likes to touch him.

It also showed his love for him, but it was more like an elder's love for a junior. God watched the people's love, and Ling Yugeng seldom got drunk.

A monk can use spiritual power to resolve the intoxication caused by alcohol.

The premise is when the person is still awake.

Chu Shun lowered his eyes, got up and supported Ling Yugeng's arm, "Master, let me take you back to the house."

His waist suddenly sank, Chu Shun sat on the table with his body suspended in the air, his lips parted slightly, and he looked at Ling Yugeng.

"Go back to the house? What do you want to do in the house?" Ling Yugeng pinched his chin and raised his face, "My good apprentice, what trick do you want to play this time?"

"Master..." Chu Shun looked at Ling Yugeng in astonishment.

Ling Yugeng lowered his head, pressed his forehead against his, and looked at him intently with a pair of eyes, like an abyss that was about to suck away people's souls. Feeling that the danger was out of control, Chu Shun couldn't help but leaned back, and was caught by the man's hand. Live the back of the head.

With a warm touch on her lips, Chu Shun's phoenix eyes widened and froze there, unable to move.