Master, Just Wants To Be Salted Fish - MTL

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Lu Li was already very careful, and didn't give Yun Qingzhi a particularly drunk wine.

But Yun Qingzhi had a drink and found it delicious, so he entangled Lu Li for another drink. Lu Li thought about giving Yun Qingzhi a drink before and was not drunk, so he gave her another drink.

Who knew that Yun Qingzhi would be drunk after the second cup was drunk, and there was nothing at first, so he just said another? For a game of chess, Lu Li also followed her.

Halfway through the chess game, Lu Li felt that something was wrong with this girl.

Yun Qingzhi's cheeks flushed, and his eyes looked at Lu Li in confusion: "Master?"

She put her fingertips on the back of Lu Li's hand: "Master's hand, it looks good."

Lu Li's heart jumped when she was so troubled by her, it was very unnatural.

"Zhi'er? Drunk?" Lu Li gently retracted his hand, but Yun Qingzhi shook his head: "I'm not drunk, Master, before the disciple met a person and master? It seemed like she was bullying the disciple."

Listening to Yun Qingzhi's aggrieved voice, Lu Cijian seemed to be grabbed by someone. It was possible that the little disciple hadn't finished talking about his experience, so he had concealed something.

Yun Qingzhi held his fingertips. Lu Li didn't take it back. The man looked at Lu Li with red eyes: "She lied, she almost thought she was the respected master."

Lu Li's heart couldn't help beating wildly, and 443 also heard something? Something was wrong.

"Host, don't the snake demon pretending to seduce the little apprentice?" 443 guessed.

"She still wants to do double cultivation with Tu'er, and Tu'er wants to kill her." She was so wronged, but she said so cruel things.

"Well, next time we see her, we will stew snake soup." Lu Li said softly. 443 suddenly felt that the host was not a pure and harmless person.

"Master hugs, the disciple doesn't want her to hug." Yun Qingzhi cried if she was wronged.

Lu Li had headaches and distresses, and finally held him in his arms to comfort him.

"Master, the disciple has no home?"

She was incoherent, she spoke upside down and unorganized, but every word was sad, Lu Li gently patted her on the back: "You still have the master."

"Master." Yun Qingzhi whispered again, reaching out and hugging Lu Li tightly.

"Yeah." Lu Li stroked her hair, feeling strange.

Yun Qingzhi finally calmed down. In these days, her love for Master was suppressed. Gu Shuang's rebellious words lingered in her heart, and she went to see the Yun family's old house. The whole door was destroyed. After all, it was not so easy to wave. To go.

When I was drunk, I vomited something?

Lu Li hugged him and walked towards the hall of illusion, gently trying to put him down, but the person holding her didn't mean to let go.

After thinking about it, Lu Li still didn't force it? He pulled away, and simply lay with her.

"Host, do you want to accept your little apprentice?" 443 asked her excitedly.

"No." Lu Li looked at Yun Qingzhi, pulling away her hair with his fingertips.

"Zhier is still young."

"Then why are you still with? She is so close?" 443 didn't understand.

Lu Li didn't understand it himself, but still felt that there was no way to push the little apprentice away.