"Wait for a long time, you are finally awake."

In the quiet room, this voice is weird and distorted. If Chu night can see it, he will find that the teacher is sitting on the couch and staring at him with a smile, like a spider squatting into the soul of the net.

"How, sleep well?"

Chu Xiaoning did not answer immediately. He moved a little and found that he had only recovered 20% of his spiritual power at the moment, and he was **** with his hands and tied his eyes with black silk.

"..."

At this time, there was no use for panic. Chu nightning was always fearless. He knew exactly what kind of results he wanted, so he also knew how to deal with it calmly. In his two lifetimes, he was alone in front of one person.

Except for that person, no one will let him go wild.

So Chu Xi Ning was silent, slowly smas.h.i.+ng the broken memories and the situation before the coma. Before the consciousness was floating, he had intermittently heard some movements around him, and now he tried his best to piece together those words.

At this time, the door of the Chamber of Secrets opened and the Nangong Liu came back. He held a bunch of fresh oranges and, as soon as he entered the door, he said, "My brother, the oranges are picked up. I have a small circle underneath. This is especially sweet to eat..." I didn't finish talking. I saw Chu nightning on the bed, "Ah? Pampering my brother woke up?"

Hearing this name, Chu night Ning had a pale face that became more and more gloomy.

Pamper... Chu Yu?

So the so-called brother is...

The teacher took over the oranges handed by Nangong Liu, smiled and touched his head and said, "You did a good job. But I have a saying with the Chu Guizhen, you should go out first, play with yourself. For a while."

"Can't I stay here to play? I can help you peel the oranges."

"You don't have a good time." s.h.i.+ said, "Some words can be heard by adults, and children can't listen."

Nan Gongliu snorted and snorted and turned away.

The room was very quiet for a while, only to hear the sound of breathing, or the sound of a candlestick.

The teacher picked an orange, peeled off the skin and peeled off the white silk. When he was doing this, he chatted with Chu Jingning as usual: "Listen who was the person who was just?"

"..."

"His voice, you should be no stranger."

Peel the oranges and hand them to the lips of Chu’s late night: "Taste and see, the oranges on this mountain are hand-planted by Xu Shuanglin. He is very proficient in this and should be very sweet."

Chu night Ning turned his face.

The teacher screamed slowly: "You look at you, and when you wake up, you lose your temper."

Chu nightning is silent for a while, cold and cold: "What about others?"

"Who?"

"You know who I am talking about."

The teacher slightly raised the eyebrows: "Do you want to ask about the burning?"

"..."

Seeing his silence, the teacher smiled softly: "You are really worried about him. The first thing to wake up is to find him, even if I am who I don't ask first. For a person who practices your life, no. It's worth it."

The lips of the man who was blinded by the blindfold licked, and the lines of the chin became more and more embarra.s.sing.

The teacher stared at it for a while and felt that the evil fire in the chest was getting stronger. But he is self-sufficient and will not be too hasty to do anything.

People should eat elegantly, without teeth and no residue. It’s too hasty to eat the flesh and bones like Teng Xianjun. The delicious food has not been chewed, and only one empty bowl is left.

That is a hungry dog ​​reincarnation, the teacher can not see.

So he was on fire underneath, but he slowly gave his own dish with fresh juice and succulent texture. Just cook the crispy, then sip into the belly.

"Also ask a gossip. Don't you want to eat the oranges that are sent to your lips?" The teacher chuckled. "You are so embarra.s.sed, how did you serve the Emperor?"

"take away."

"I think it's better to eat it. If you don't get into the water these days, your lips will crack."

Chu nightning only bites his teeth: "Is it burning?"

The teacher stared at him for a few moments, slowly, no longer laughing.

"Whether it is this life or the last life, whether it is memory or no memory, you only have ink burned in your eyes. Teacher..." The word has not been exported, known aphasia, and immediately stopped.

But it has missed a trace of trembling in the late night.

The teacher narrowed his eyes: "You tell me, where is the burning of him?"

He looked down at Chu Yuning and saw that the last bit of blood on his lips was slowly receding.

"That person, impulsive, no mind, thoughts are innocent and ridiculous, and character is not superior. What do you think of him?"

"..."

"Face? Spiritual? Sweet mouth?"

In the end, it is the animal/desire that has been forbearing for so long. The more we say later, the more suffocating the tone is.

In particular, when Chu Xinning began to bite his lip and seemed to try to suppress certain emotions, the teacher became more and more dry.

Words began to move in a more awkward direction.

"Is his ability to be in bed?"

Chu night, the pale cheeks floated with anger, and rose with anger: "Stop."

The teacher did not intend to stay in the mouth. The man who finally got it, don’t play it thoroughly, why stop? He smiled and said: "Chu Wei still does not know that after you died in the past life, the ink burned you a nickname."

He was interested to capture any trace of subtle expression on the face of Chu Yuning, and the eyebrows were more and more curved.

"It sounds a bit funny, but it's quite appropriate. After all, in the rest of your life, you are really clean, only by him." However, there is no comparison. Slowly, "You have never tried others, and naturally you will only think that he is the best."

The fingertips are falling.

Tip of the nose, lips, chin, throat.

Chu nightning trembled in detail, the wrists were brutally violent, and they wanted to break free from the bindings of the sacred ropes, but they were not allowed to move.

"Don't waste your time. Chu Guizhen wants to loosen it. I want to know the whereabouts of the burnt ink. I can satisfy you." The front turned. "But, you are my trophy. I have to accompany me first." Play a game?"

"……What do you want to do."

The teacher smiled and said: "I want your mind to be a little bit out of that person. Don't think about him, think about me, how?"

"You are the squatter of the past life. What else to think about."

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sinking and pain in the voice of Chu Xiaoning.

Chu nightning seems to be trying to suppress one of his own emotions, but if he can’t suppress it, he will blow out.

s.h.i.+ Yan smiled and said: "Yes, it is me. But why don't you guess Chu, my true ident.i.ty, who is it?"

"If you want to say it, just say it, don't say it."

"Hey, when can you not be fierce?" The teacher sighed and said, "So, Chu Guizhen once said, big gambling hurts, small gambling, but it is coming to hurt. Not as good as us. Come and bet on it."

"..."

"However," the teacher paused. "Before I started, I had to offend a little. I first glanced at how many clothes you wore."

Seeing that the late night of the Chu is not snoring, but the exposed half of the face is involuntarily taut, the look of the teacher is softer, he counts the past, and finally counts out the robes and the waist. .

"That will give you five chances. If it is within five times, you are right, I will tell you the whereabouts of the smoldering." Suddenly, continue. "However, every time you answer the wrong one, I will remove you." A piece of clothing. If you wait for five pieces of clothes to be finished, Chu Hao has not yet answered, then..."

He didn't say it, just smiled, and the pale pink tongue licked his lips subconsciously. Then he sat quietly, waiting for Chu’s guess. Chu night rather does not speak, he is not in a hurry, so I continue to wait.

He is very busy at the moment, he has time.

However, with the pa.s.sing of time, Chu Ning still did not respond. The eyebrows of the teacher's eyebrows are raised - he has time, but may not have patience.

"You guessed it."

Chu night Ning finally said: "Roll."

s.h.i.+ Yan’s face was gloomy: “...now you are in my hands, what can be done, what can’t be done, you should be clear.”

"..."

"Chu Ningning. You didn't talk to me about the conditional chips. It's not good to go to the emperor's brain. Maybe the accountant is not you, sometimes it's up to you, but I am different."

The teacher said coldly and coldly: "You are in my hands, it would be better to be a little better."

He waited for a while, and he saw that the night was still not snoring, and the tone was harder: "You don't want to toast and not eat fine wine. Don't think that you haven't talked, I will take you no way."

Said, the slender and cold fingers have been put up, and caught the waist seal of Chu Yuning. Then slowly stroked the band, the fingertips slipped past, as if the blade was cutting the fish.

"Listen, I counted three. If you don't open your mouth again, you will be responsible for the consequences." s.h.i.+ Yan said, leaving a thin light in his eyes.

He didn't really know that he was hoping that Chu would rather guess it, or he wouldn't want Chu to rather guess. But guess it, this time is no longer important. Everything can't go back, and he just thinks about how to uncover his true face in a way.

It must be stimulating enough to be b.l.o.o.d.y. After all, this man has been playing with himself for two lifetimes. Now he wins, he must carefully smash the fruits of victory.

"One."

There seems to be a glimmer of victory in front of you.

"two."

What will happen to Chu Xining? anger? Grief? Fear?

He will wait and see, his lips will lightly open.

"Three... well, Chu Yu is really very strong, and it is no wonder that stepping Xianjun will want you to be addicted." s.h.i.+ji half-joking is half serious. "Since you don't guess, then we will be rough. You... ..."

"Hua Bi Nan."

The hoa.r.s.eness is cold.

The teacher’s fingers were slightly stunned, and the original action to solve the night’s waist was condensed, and then he smiled: “Guess the right half. Continue?”

"..."

He reveals a kind of fox-like shackles, which may seem c.u.mbersome in others, but the sergeant is so elegant, whenever the water is like a lotus flower.

He believes that Chu will rather not guess the last layer of truth, he is full of ambition, he -

"I would rather you are really dead."

The smile on the face of the teacher was frozen. After a while, he asked: "What are you talking about?"

The man on the bed was very cold and didn't have a bit of heat.

"In the last life, that day, the snow, that snow. I would rather you are really dead."

The teacher stared at him, prepared a singer, and suddenly nowhere to pour, turned into aphasia.

He had lifted half of his hand and hung in the air like this. He didn't know where to go, and suddenly he was at a loss.

"s.h.i.+ Ming net." A sigh of light, but like a bee stinging a sly person, "Is it you?"

"..."

Although it is a questionable sentence, there is no one-and-a-half-point voice.

The teacher squatted down the curtain, and no one could clear his look. After a while, he chuckled: "I didn't die, I was disappointed."

He didn't want to lose, but there was something in his tone.

s.h.i.+ s.h.i.+ said: "I am really the teacher of Ming dynasty. I came from your past life, the world that stepped on Xianjun. The child who has been with you all the time is not the same person." Suddenly, " Speak and count, give you loose."

He said that he untied the bundle of fairy ropes, and then he covered his hand on the silk ribbon that was covered by Chu, and took it off with a little force.

Peach eyes are on the eyes of the phoenix eye, and the two are opposite each other.

"Ask the teacher, respect."

Chu late Ning had prepared in his heart, but at this time it was more and more gloomy. He looked at him: "You still know that I am your master."

Listening to him, the teacher smiled softly, only then knowing his gentleness, what a sharp dagger is hiding.

"Well, of course I know. Jun is the umbrella for me, I have never forgotten."

Chu Xiaoning looks weak, but it can't change the natural flaws between his eyes. He stared at the teacher for a long while, his lips and teeth, and the words were crushed, very cold: "You are confusing."

s.h.i.+ Yan smiled and said: "Carrying." After a pause, he asked again. "But when did Master Zhai guess my ident.i.ty? Last life?"

Chu did not answer, but looked at him coldly and coldly.

There is resentment in the eyes, but the most lush is disappointment.

The teacher said: "No, it won't be a lifetime. If you have known in the last life that I am Hua Binan, you should tell the crime when you tear the time and s.p.a.ce."

He lifted the eyelashes: "It's this life. Or, is it not long ago?... When you were in Longxue Mountain, how many times I heard a conversation with me?"

"..."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." The teacher smiled. "No matter what, now you are in my palm, and I can't escape."

Chu night Ning became more and more silent.

In fact, among the three apprentices, the most incomprehensible is the teacher. He was willing to accept this apprentice because the teacher was gentle, gentle, able to worry, worry, and be kind to others. These are the courtesy of Chu Xiaoning. He couldn't do it himself, so he appreciated it, so he accepted this apprentice.

But sometimes, he always felt that something was wrong. For example, Xue Zhengxuan said that the teacher is an orphan who has been in the war, but when the teacher talks about his life, he occasionally has some prefaces. That gesture is like someone lying a lie and forgetting the details.

In some cases, the att.i.tude of the teacher to the things revealed suddenly is a bit strange - like a domesticated dog, seemingly smooth, but as long as you smell the blood, you can't help but see the fierce light.

However, after observing for a few years, I have never seen any injustices in my teacher's work. Chu Xiuning feels that she is blind to her own eyes. She is a group of flowers and she is seen as a green face.

He is like a hedgehog, his body is very sharp, only the abdomen is soft.

He took his apprentice and hid all the people who were good to him under the soft stomach.

Regarding the teacher, he had pa.s.sed between trust and distrust. He also had reservations and temptations, but he chose trust. Then the knife plunged from the belly of the hedgehog and flowed the blood of the ground.

The teacher asked: "What happened to you in the past?"

"..."

Also asked: "Would you not stand by and watch it? Why bother me."

"..."

There are too many annoyances in the past life. Finally, I can ask in this life. The teacher is not willing to stop, and there is no end to it: "Why didn't you kill the Emperor and help him reincarnate?"

Upon hearing the last sentence, Chu Nighting finally raised his eyes: "He is different from you."

s.h.i.+ Yanwei: "There is something different. If I say that my mind is poisonous, why is he not full of blood?"

Chu nightning stared at him: "You are down, you know yourself."

"What about that? Even if it is my embarra.s.sment, isn't it the one who killed him?" s.h.i.+ Yan said, "You have seen it in the past life, half of the life of the mountain, Xue Zhengyi, w.a.n.g Chuqing, Jiang Yan, Ye Forg... Who are these people who died?"

He raised his hand slowly, licking his fingers and narrowing his nails.

A pair of delicate and clean palms, delicate and delicate, no stains.

The teacher blinked and smiled: "Is it me?"

"..." The anger ignited, and there was no speech for a while.

"I don't want to kill the Confucianism, I didn't think about killing Xue Zhengyi. So I shouldn't look for me if I want to collect debts." s.h.i.+ said, "What did I do? But just planted a flower for him." I live so big, I haven’t killed anyone myself.”

The teacher continued to smile and said: "So in the end, the knife is what he took, and the person is his awkward. It doesn't matter much to me. The eight bitter long hate flowers will not bring him any new hatred. All his desires are Belong to himself, the curse can only magnify it. If this account is counted on me, I am wronged."

Every time he said a word, Chu Xining’s nausea added a point. Finally, he heard that he felt wronged. Chu nightly looked up and looked like an ice: "What can you be wronged?"

"It is his moving hand. What does the teacher blame me?"

"What kind of person is he himself? You don't know!"

s.h.i.+ said: "Who is he himself is of course clear, I am afraid that it is the Master who respects you."

The orange had a white silk stuck in the fingertips. The teacher was too dirty, and the white panther was wiped out, and then one by one: "Why does the ink burn the Confucianism? Because he has hatred in his heart." Why can the ink burn kill Xue Zhengyi? Because he is fearful in his heart. Why does the ink burnt and humiliate you? Because he has desire in his heart."

The teacher said, lifted the eyelashes and glanced at the night of Ning: "Others scold him for a knife, he can't do forgiveness. Others give him the benefits, he can't refuse. The beauty is currently, he can't do it." It is his nature."

Chu nighting bites his teeth: "s.h.i.+ Mingjing. You erased him to pure good thoughts, and expanded his heart's hatred to 10,000 times. Then he said that what he did is his own desire. Don't you think that you are ridiculous? Whose hatred will not destroy the earth after the magnified, you?"

"Who then makes him hate? Who makes him have ambitions in his own bones? Who makes him have desires?" s.h.i.+ Yan smiled. "There is a skill, his heart is like a child, and no bad eyes have ever pa.s.sed. Long hate flowers can't look down on any storms. So it's still blaming him for not being clean. But it's just a laity."

It’s very ugly to hear the face of Chu’s late night, just want to speak again, and listen to the teacher to make up a sentence.

"People are responsible for their own desires. There is nothing to argue about."

"..."

If I said that I had wanted to talk to him before, I suddenly found that there is no need to say anything, and it is not worth saying. Chu night Ning turned his face away.

The teacher saw his look and shook his head: "Master, you are too partial to him."

"..."

"In your eyes, there are reasons for him to do something, and it is understandable."

"Then tell me, I should understand who." Chu night Ning is extremely cold, "Are you?"

"..." The teacher calmed down for a moment and smiled. "So the Master still likes him?"

Chu nightning's gaze is like a icy lake reflecting the moon.

"So, in the past and present, I have been playing with Master for two generations. Even if I win, it is still better than him."

Chu night Ning coldly: "What do you compare with him."

The teacher narrowed his eyes: "Do you have only a few comments on me? Is there nothing else?"

Chu night Ning did not immediately return to him, look at his look, he seems to seriously think for a moment, then he picked up the eyelash curtain, very cold and quiet.

"Have."

The teacher smiled: "What is it?"

Chu night Ning no expression: "You don't have to burn with ink, you are even better than Xu Shuanglin. He is at least in love, dare to recognize. He is not like you, Hua Binan."

In the end, he didn't even call him a teacher.

Chu night Ningdao: "You are a confidant."