bookcurios Chapter 279 Do you want to sleep?
Chapter 279 Do you want to sleep?
Chu Xinglan, who had originally put out a small hook and was waiting for the fish to take the bait, was feeling a little uncomfortable.
Shouldn't Master be unable to bear the longing for me after not seeing me for half a year and want to have a good time with me?
How can he be so calm and let himself go to sleep alone while still being busy?
Is it necessary for Venerable Xing Heng to care about this little bit of time when he is refining some pills?
The more Chu Xinglan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, especially when he saw so many portraits representing his longing in the hot spring just now. He felt angry and bitter at the same time.
Did my master regret it after I was in seclusion for half a year? Did he not even want to be intimate with me anymore?
Thinking of this, Chu Xinglan glared at Sang Yunqi fiercely. What a scumbag, he really is.
Sang Yunqi, who was forcibly suppressing his romantic thoughts, was thinking about the things he needed to bring on this trip. His eyes inadvertently swept over his little apprentice and saw his resentful eyes.
Sang Yunqi: “???”
"Don't you want to sleep? If you don't want to sleep, you should rest for a while. There is no rush to practice. You should focus on improving your own strength now."
Chu Xinglan couldn't help but curse under his breath, so he stood up and walked towards the bedroom without saying hello.
Just sleep, he likes sleeping the most.
Sang Yunqi naturally noticed that he was a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't figure out what he was angry about.
And he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his little disciple's emotions were a little too unstable after coming out of seclusion this time.
Could it be that something went wrong in his cultivation? Thinking of this, Sang Yunqi became a little anxious.
Generally speaking, changes in personality are caused by the influence of one's mind, which can be a big deal or a small one.
Some people are just stuck in a rut for the time being, and they may be able to figure it out after talking to others. This situation is very common among monks.
But if you really go astray in your cultivation, then it’s a bit serious. The most common thing is to be eager for quick success and instant benefits. If you don’t pay attention and make adjustments early, the end result will be that you will go further and further on the rugged path, and basically end up going astray in the end.
In the world of cultivation, many people die every year due to this reason.
Sang Yunqi carefully recalled what Chu Xinglan had experienced during this period, but after thinking about it, he could not find any possibilities.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Sang Yunqi didn't know what to do.
In the past, between them as master and disciple, he would usually say whatever he wanted to say. If they didn't listen, he would beat them up, and they would become obedient.
Now, their relationship has changed, and he actually feels restrained, fearing that if he says something too harsh, his disciple will simply ignore him, and it would be a hassle to comfort him then.
It’s not that Sang Yunqi couldn’t save himself, but he felt it was shameful to do so.
In his opinion, he is older and more experienced, so there is no need for him to be angry with his young apprentice. It would only waste the time they spend together, except for the occasional little fun, of course.
On the other hand, he had seen in some storybooks that sometimes quarreling was also a way to improve the relationship between two people.
But he didn't think so. No matter whether his purpose was good or bad, if he made his little disciple angry, it would be different if they made peace with each other afterwards.
Because at that moment, emotions could not be faked. He was really angry and really aggrieved. He didn't want to do that. He just wanted his little apprentice to be happy every day.
Besides, he had lived for so long, what was there that he couldn't get over? If he had to make the two of them angry, he would look down on himself.
Looking back over the years, his temper has actually become much milder, and he can now turn a blind eye to many things that he could not tolerate before.
But it is still a bit too difficult for him to handle intimate relationships with others well right now.
Chu Xinglan, who had already opened the bedroom door, was speechless when he saw that his master was still sitting there like a piece of wood, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.
To say that he was angry, it's not really like that. He's not the kind of pretentious person who would get angry or lose his temper just because the other person did something a little bit that didn't meet his expectations.
He likes Sang Yunqi, so he cares about her every move. This has nothing to do with her personality, but has to do with the position she holds in his heart.
When you like someone, you will magnify even the smallest things.
He was now even more speechless about his master's lack of understanding of romance.
Chu Xinglan walked back angrily and stopped only in front of Sang Yunqi. If he got any closer, Sang Yunqi's nose would touch his waist.
Without caring whether his master was frightened or not, Chu Xinglan leaned down slightly, put one hand on the back of the chair, and directly trapped Sang Yunqi in the chair.
As soon as he approached, Sang Yunqi subconsciously leaned back and leaned his whole body on the back of the chair.
He raised his head slightly and met the gaze of his young disciple. He blinked helplessly.
For some reason, Sang Yunqi felt that this posture and angle were very strange. If he switched positions with his little disciple, he would probably be very happy.
Chu Xinglan had just acted on impulse, and now he was a little nervous.
Especially when looking at his master's flawless face from such a close distance, his heart beat uncontrollably.
He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, then subconsciously turned his head away, avoiding Sang Yunqi's eyes.
In his mind, he was trying hard to recall the precious information he had read when he was still hanging out in another world.
For a moment, all kinds of absurd and colorful images flashed through his mind uncontrollably, and a blush appeared at the corners of Chu Xinglan's eyes.
He was extremely nervous, and Sang Yunqi was not much better than him. However, compared to Chu Xinglan's shyness and retreat, his light-colored pupils showed more excitement and restlessness.
Sang Yunqi, who had been suppressing himself, saw that his little disciple did not move for a long time, and could no longer hold back and put his arms around the flexible waist in front of him.
Chu Xinglan only felt a flash of the scene before his eyes, and when he came to his senses, the positions of the two people had been completely reversed. In particular, Sang Yunqi was too forceful in pushing his legs apart and fixing them on both sides, making it impossible for him to move at all.
The other person's burning body temperature continued to flow from the place where the two of them were in contact. When he raised his head, he met Sang Yunqi's aggressive gaze.
Chu Xinglan's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously leaned against the back of the chair again, licking his lips nervously.
"Um, Master, I want to go to bed. I'm so sleepy."
Sang Yunqi's gaze paused for a moment on the tip of his tongue that appeared and quickly disappeared, then moved away imperceptibly. He chuckled softly, leaned over to his ear, and sprayed his warm breath on his ear.
"Do you really want to sleep?"