Chapter 21

Women's clothes are scattered and lying in **. The snow-white dress is messy, and the long ink hair is lined with the red quilt under the body. The originally plain and cold face is strange under the dim yellow candlelight. Her eyes were half-wrare, and her eyes were starry and misty. Her lips are very soft, red, and taste a little sweet, with a slightly drunken wine.

He knew it shouldn't be, but he couldn't control his desire and bent down and kissed the two unusually soft lips...

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Yu Lan recently developed a new pastry, which is made of plum petals mixed with flour. Although the process is simple, pastry is always the same. As long as it is delicious, it is the king. Yu Lan experimented several times to make the finished product. After tasting it, he thought it tasted good. He also asked Master Zhang to taste it and got praise. Then he was relieved and happily served it to Xiao Song to taste it.

Although Xiao Song eats a lot, he is not a particularly picky person after all. What's more, the pastry has a cold plum fragrance, and it has its own sweetness without white sugar, which is really refreshing. Xiao Song ate very happily, with a little sincerity in his words, and praised Yu Lan very sincerely: "Yu Lan, you are really born to be a cook! It would be a pity if we don't take this road in the future.

Yu Lan nodded slightly: "If the master likes it, Lan'er has been cooking for the master."

Xiao Song glanced at him and said, "Well, you can stay in the Ziqing faction in the future. Even if you marry a daughter-in-law, you don't have to go down the mountain. As a teacher, you value you so much that you should be a teacher with your daughter-in-law in the future.

"...Yes, master."

What the master said is right, and the master can't be wrong. If it is really wrong, please refer to the first article. This is what Yu Lan has known since he was a child, so he didn't say anything... He just felt that every time the cold and gorgeous master became special in front of him... Nonsensical? I don't know if this difference is his luck or misfortune?

However, although sometimes he is speechless and self-esteem, he doesn't hate this feeling. It feels very easy to be with the master, and he likes it very much. In fact, even if the master doesn't say it, he will honor the master for the rest of his life. He never forgets what the master said to him when he first met him - "I have become your master, and from now on I will protect you, take care of you, and prevent you from being bullied." But in the same way, you should also listen to me, don't cry, don't quarrel, and don't leave here at will. When I get old, you should also take care of me in turn and prevent me from being bullied by others... Would you like to?"

What he wants has always been willing - not because his father told him that he wanted him to be good to his master, but because he was willing.

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Full of warm thinking*, Xiao Song is a virtuous girl. After being full of warmth, she naturally won't think about such obscene things, but she thinks about sleeping...

Xiao Song sometimes doubts whether the physique of the last life finally affected her, otherwise how could she be so easily sleepy... She didn't remember that it was because of menopause o(╯□╰)o!

But at present, Xiao Song, who was sleepy, did not hide his wieled look and was ready to wave her hand to drive people away. She was going to bed!

Yu Lan naturally knows his own habits, and it doesn't work if he is not used to it... The first thing every master does after eating and drinking is to sleep. When she wakes up, he can prepare a second meal... He picked up the food box and was about to retreat. Suddenly, he remembered a big thing. Big, whether it's a small problem, he said it without thinking about it.

"Master, Lan'er wants to ask a question."

Xiao Song yawned angrily and said lazily, "What's the question? Ask quickly." After asking about the speed, go out...

When Yu Lan said this question, he actually regretted it. After all, this is not a glorious thing. More importantly, it is not his business, so he has no right to make decisions for others... However, if he doesn't say it, who can guarantee that the situation will worsen?

If the target is the master... there should be no problem, right?

Brother Qiu listened to the master's words and should not blame him for his high secret... right?

Yu Lan is still hesitating. Xiao Song is already a little impatient. She is very sleepy! Disturbing a woman's sleep should really be dragged out and killed!" What the hell is going on? Say it quickly..." Xiao Song's voice has not yet fallen, and Yu Lan's voice has sounded. Although it is not heavy, it completely overshadowed Xiao Song's words. Does the master know how to treat bed-wetting?

"Wetting the bed?" Seeing that Yu Lan was very embarrassed, she thought something terrible had happened without her knowing it! It turned out to be a small thing like wetting the bed... It's a waste of killing chickens and using a cow knife! Xiao Song nodded his chin and said without hesitation, "What's the difficulty? Don't drink too much water before going to bed. There will basically be no big problem... Cough, what did you say?" Xiao Song's eyes widened incredulously, and finally realized that there were still some sleepy bugs flying somewhere...

After reacting, Xiao Song suddenly felt fantasy and thriller. After the unbelievable at the beginning, she only felt that she had been struck by lightning and was tender and would no longer love: "Yu Lan, how old are you this year! You are so old that you still wet the bed! Are you right?" Although it should not be said, Xiao Song, who has always been gloomy, quickly remembered a theory she had seen in a book, where a forensic doctor said that in general, perverted murderers basically have three common characteristics, one is sleepwalking, one is bedwetting, and the other is abusing small animals... She uses weird He scanned Yu Lan up and down. The teenager looked quite normal. Is it actually an invisible psychopath?

Yu Lan was embarrassed... He didn't think that his master's brain tonic ability would be so strong... Also, what's wrong with his age? Is he already old in the eyes of the master? He is only 17 years old!

Well, this is not the focus he should think about now... Now the most important thing is... "Master, you misunderstood, it's not Lan'er..."

"Who are you?" Xiao Song stared at him and didn't believe Yu Lan's sophistry at all. He just thought that Yu Lan was thin-skinned, and now he was shy: "Okay, I've said it, and I already know it as a teacher. There's no need to be shy now."

"Master...re not..."

"Don't make trouble... The most urgent thing is to solve the problem as soon as possible. There will be no good results in sophistry." Xiao Song sighed heavily, "Yu Lan, you... You haven't married a daughter-in-law at such an old age, and you are already very anxious to be a teacher. Now that you still have a bed-wetting thing, how can you be a teacher... How can you bear it?!"

Yu Lan is powerless... Sure enough, he really shouldn't tell the master about this kind of private thing... In fact, the master usually looks normal, but there will be some problems at the critical moment o(╯□╰)o! Seeing that the burning master was about to strip him, Yu Lan said that he could no longer calm down. He closed his eyes and decisively betrayed his lovely brother... Such a kind child should forgive him... Forgive him... Forgive him... He...?!

"Master! It's really not Lan'er, it's Brother Qiu!"

Woo-woo, Brother Qiu will definitely hate him to death!

Xiao Song: "..."

Yu Lan: "..."

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According to Yu Lan's intelligence, Xiao Song finally knew the beginning and end of the matter.

A few days ago, Yu Lan went to Xiao Qiu's yard to find Xiao Qiu for practice, and accidentally saw her lovely brother Qiu drying the sheets... A piece in the middle of the sheets*...

He didn't think too much and asked casually. Brother Qiu only said that he accidentally spilled water on the sheet, so he took it out to bask in the sun... This is nothing. He just didn't expect that Brother Qiu's people who usually behaved so rigorously would make such a mistake, and he felt that Brother Qiu was finally a little old. The teenager should look like it.

As a result, a few days later, he went again and saw the familiar sheet and the familiar piece on the sheet...

Once is a coincidence, twice... Well, it's still a coincidence.

The third time...

The fourth time...

For the fifth time, Yu Lan finally knew that this matter was a big deal.

Yu Lan doesn't think it's a shame to wet the bed. After all, he once peed on the bed... But that was before he was eight years old! He has never wet his bed since he was eight years old... What's more, he still wet the bed so often!

He didn't think about finding the master directly at the beginning. After all, no matter how the master is, he is also a woman. Brother Qiu is already a mature teenager. If this kind of thing is said, after all, it is still quite shameful... He also came from the age of 13, and naturally understands the mood of the 13-old teenager...

But no one in the Ziqing School is proficient in medical science, and he dares not talk too far, so he can only carefully inquire... The result of careful probing is... no result. It's not that no one has given a little more reliable advice, but for the sake of Brother Qiu's face, he has always regarded it as a person who doesn't know about it, so naturally he dares not say it clearly... You can't let him say to Brother Qiu, 'I know you wet the bed. Do you want to stop weed the bed again? In fact, it's very simple. Only how do you do it...'

He felt that his cliff would be hated by Brother Qiu...

Especially when his current strength is no longer as good as that of Brother Qiu, he has the illusion that he will be very dangerous!

It was also helpless to tell the master about this today. After all, Brother Qiu is usually deserted, but he listens to the master's words best. If the master can come forward to deal with this matter, Brother Qiu should not have any big opinions... He thought very well, but he didn't expect that his nonsensical master would have such a life-threatening misunderstanding... It is still acceptable for Brother Qiu to wet the bed. After all, Brother Qiu He is not old. The 13-year-old boy is not small or big... But he is 17 years old, isn't he? If today's event is spread... he doesn't have to live anymore...

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