Counterattack Martial Arts NP (6)

The next day, Ye sinian sat at the table with a faint expression, sipping the tea in the cup without being mouthful.

The tea in the cup has a long and delicate fragrance. If it is on weekdays, Ye Sinian would definitely shake his head and appraise it, but at this time, he can't tell whether the tea is good or bad.

The prosperous disciple was busy packing up his luggage, and the slender figure dangled from time to time. Ye Sinian followed his figure in a concealed manner, floating around, his thoughts were floating.

Speaking of it, he really didn't pay much attention to the physical condition of his good disciples...

Thinking that Yun Buqi is now sixteen years old, if he is placed in with ordinary people, he might be able to marry a wife and have children. A strange feelings of inexplicability suddenly rose in his heart.

Time flies too fast, and the child who relied in his arms to coquettishly refuse to get up yesterday has grown up to the age of marriage.

Ye Sinian's hand holding the teacup tightened unconsciously, there was a sense of crisis that was no longer unique to him because he was going to be snatched by others.

But the sense of crisis only appeared for a moment. Thinking that his apprentice is only 16 years old now, even a minor according to modern algorithms, he feels that he is simply worrying.

Looking at his disciple's face who was with the luggage, frowning from time to time, and muttering something in his mouth, Ye Sinian sighed helplessly.

What to worry about, he's still a child!

Besides, his disciple is busy with revenge, so how can there be so much time to talk about love? Even if he finishes avenging his revenge and begins to find happiness in life, he does not necessarily become a lonely family!

Thinking of his lover who hadn't appeared for so many years and still didn't know where he was, Ye Sinian couldn't help his fatherly desolation feeling a little lightened.

He doesn't know what his old lover in this world will be like...

Although his lover in the previous world did not appear at the beginning, it has never been like this.

For more than ten years...

Is his lover really yet to appear, or...or did he show up but he didn't recognize him and missed him?

No! He will not miss him!

In every world before, regardless of the identity of his lover, as long as he meets himself, he will definitely fall in love with him, and according to his lover's domineering and strong love for several generations, he will not miss himself.

He must be in unknown place at this time, waiting to meet himself...

Ye sinian stared at the tea in the cup without focus, the expression on his face that was originally light and breezy because he thought of his lover, suddenly floated unconcealed nostalgia and tenderness.

From the corner of his eyes, Yun Buqi has been paying attention to his master, standing not far away, naturally noticed the unusual expression on his face.

That kind of tender emotion full of love...

Master, who did you think of? !

The undercurrent surging under his eyes set off a monstrous wave, Yun Buqi's fists suddenly clenched, the blue veins suddenly violent and the blood flashed in his eyes.

"Master!"

Yun Bu gave up his emotions and couldn't help but yelled out, his voice raised a lot uncontrollably.

Ye Si regained his senses from the drifting farther thoughts quickly, his phoenix eyes blinked slightly, and the thoughts of his lover in his heart were restrained. He looked up at his disciple with a stiff expression, and said, "What's the matter?"

Yun Buqi with some doubtful eyes looked at hjs master, his heart moved quickly, and a trace of distress appeared in his eyes quickly, and said with a bitter face: "Do you think we should go on horseback or drive?"

Ye Sinian gave him an angry squint. He slowly raised his hand and drank the cup of Chinese tea. Then he looked at the disciple who looked at him with pitiful eyes, and said: "Naturally riding a horse, and not driving. It's faster that way than riding in a carriage around!"

Yun Buqi did not give up his gaze, before he had time to compliment his superb topic-shifting skills, his gaze swept across Master's handsome face inadvertently.

Since he had a low-key travel idea, he would naturally not be able to walk outside as the leader of the demon cult, and the master would naturally no longer wear a mask.

Doesn't that mean...others can also see Master's face...

Thinking of this, Yun Buqi's deep possessiveness in his heart bursts out, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched fiercely. He wanted to persuade his Master to change his mind, but suddenly he couldn't think of a good reason.

Do you mean you don't want him to be seen by others?

Seeing the hesitation on the face of Tu'er, Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What?"

"Master, although riding a horse is faster, but it is unavoidable to be exposed to the sun and rain, it is too embarrassing, anyway. If we aren't in a hurry, why don't we drive?"

Yun Buqi gritted his teeth secretly, or bit the bullet and said what he thought in his heart. He didn't mind seeing the handsome figure of his master riding a horse, but other people. Let's avoid it.

If you had to choose, why ask me? When I refute, you chose yourself.

Ye Sinian gave him an angry look, dropped the word "as you please", and got up and walked out of the room.

The crisis was resolved, Yun Buqi let out a long sigh of relief, and went down contentedly to prepare for the carriage.

This way of thinking to take care of the master in all aspects is very satisfying. He have been accustomed to his disciple serving with filial piety as early as in the teaching.

After years of accustomed to it, Ye Sinian didn't feel that there was anything wrong. On the contrary, he enjoyed this kind of look when some people immediately understood what he wanted, even made it in advance. The tacit understanding of preparation was good.

The carriage, which should have been very simple, was transformed into an exquisite room for walking. It was covered with thick cushions, a foldable wooden table was right in front of him. If they felt boring, there were all kinds of preparations. There were miscellaneous books, various pastries and delicacies prepared by his disciple when they felt thirsty and hungry.

Just like this, when he was bored, the carriage came to a halt slowly. The obedient disciple with a sunny smile came in, took out some interesting scenery from the dark room, and moved quickly to put the cakes and fruit tea.

Ye Sinian's eyes swept slightly, his gaze paused on the red bean cake that he had eaten two more yesterday.

A pair of well-knotted hands stretched out, pouring himself a cup of tea gracefully and smoothly. The familiar and slightly different tea fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, Ye Sinian's eyes unconsciously flashed a trace of doubt.

"Master, the tea you praised yesterday." Yun Buqi smiled and placed the steaming tea cup in front of Ye Sinian, and said: "I thought to give this kind of mountain spring water effect. It's better, can you taste it?"

The disciple in front of him was full of expectation, his eyes were full of concern for him as a master. It seemed that he did not think what he did was worthy of praise. Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't know whether he was more pleased or more proud. The curvature of the corners of his lips couldn't be concealed. He simply didn't conceal it anymore. He smiled and took the tea under his apprentice's expectant eyes.

Yun Buqi stared closely at his Master who was drinking the tea. When his Master looked down and sipped the tea without looking at him, the dark color under his eyes completely diffused.

Under his eager gaze, there was a scorching passion for possessiveness, his gaze flicked over those slender white hands little by little, staring at his master's handsome and flawless face as if he were in a trace.

After the bitterness, it returns to sweetness, his lips and teeth felt the fragrance.

Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had only drank this tea yesterday, his memory was very clear. Although the tea was also very good at that time, it was much good now.

At that time, he regretted that the roadside tea shed did not have good water for good tea, but that was a casual mention. Where is it so easy to find the right water for tea?

"Master, can you try this again?" Yun Buqi smiled and pushed the small plate with red bean crisps forward.

Ye Sinian glanced at him fluttered and saw the expectation in his eyes, so he twisted a piece from the dish and put it in his mouth.

The scent of tea blended with the sweet taste of the red bean crisp, which was just right to eliminate the sweetness of the red bean crisp, and a smile flashed in Ye Sinian's eyes.

"How was it?" Yun Buqi did abandon the dark look in his eyes, he did not dare to show a hint in front of the master.

Ye Sinian nodded appreciatively, and said in a very good mood: "It's good, I am interested."

With the affirmation of Master, the light in Yun Buqi's eyes suddenly flashed, and a deep joy suddenly appeared on his face.

What's more happier than getting praise from your sweetheart after you have been bothered about it?

Yun Buqi glanced quietly over the tea and cakes on the small table, then moved to his master who looked quite satisfied.

So be it, just keep it like this...

Get used to my existence, get used to my care, and get used to me that you can't live without me anymore...

One day...

Seeing that his good disciple was as happy as a child like he was given a candy, the smile in Ye Sinian's eyes couldn't help but deepen a bit. His slender fingers lightly clicked on the wooden table and said, "Aren't you hungry?"

Yun Buqi's eye's flashed darkly, like a spoiled child craned his necks towards the direction of his Master, his mouth smiling, looking at his own Master:

"ah ... "

Looking like a baby disciple who wants to be feed, Ye Sinian didn't dislike it as he was in a good mood. He stretched out his hand and twisted a piece of red bean cake into his mouth as he wished.

His master inadvertently stroked his lips with cold fingertips. Yun Buqi's smile deepened, he desperately suppressed the urge in his heart to move forward to hold that finger, and pulled away to sit up slowly.

His mouth was full of the sweetness of red bean cakes, Yun Biqi didn't give up and savored it as if he was enjoying himself. His eyes calmly stroked his Master's eyebrows inch by inch, and slowly passed his slender body wrapped in a black brocade. Is he tasting the red bean crisp in his mouth, or the delicious master in his eyes.

His eyebrows are full of sweetness, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up little by little, only to feel that even his depressed heart seems to have tasted a little sweetness.