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171: He does it himself, what do you think?

 "Ghost!! You are the devil!"

Zhang Pingping ran away rolling and crawling.

Turn back while running.

He planned to call the police directly after Ling Yan chased him.

But what surprised him was that after he ran 10 meters away, the man standing at the door of the Taoist temple was still motionless and even smiling.

Zhang Pingping!!!

He is obviously wearing a mask, and the mask is also a very high-end ancient hero mask.

But Zhang Pingping still imagined that the face under the mask was particularly ugly, with no skin or facial features, a face that did not belong to human beings.

Wow.

\bHe actually cried.

"It's boring."

Watching his figure disappear completely, the man wiped his fingers and turned back to the room.

123 is obedient.

The teacher asked him to go back to his room, so he went back to his room.

But after arriving in the room, he found that he really couldn't study.

It was completely different from the room he imagined.

There is only one bed here!

There is no common shop at all.

And the bed in this room is only 1.5 meters.

He still has a cast on his leg, so he has to occupy 1m.

This...

How should his teacher sleep?

Thinking of this, 123 decided to sleep in a tent.

He can't take up the teacher's sleeping space just because he's well rested.

"Where are you going? Huh?" Ling Yan leaned against the door, the mask on his face had been put away at some point, leaving only a faint smile on his beautiful face.

"Teacher... there is only one bed here." Hao Bufan did not dare to look at him and whispered.

Ling Yan raised his eyebrows: "So...one bed is not enough for you to sleep on? My young master, do you want to sleep on two beds?"

"That's not possible...Teacher, I have been busy all day today, and I only found the materials for this bed. Even if you want two beds now, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"And logging in the mountains requires cycles and permits."

Ling Yan was stunned: "Did you just make this bed today?"

"This..."

He looked at the wooden bed intently.

He was far away just now and didn't notice it, but now that he was close, he discovered this bed...

Its bed frame is made of thick oak, solid and solid. The surface is oil-waxed, showing a dark brown natural texture, which is harmonious, elegant and elegant. The texture of the oak is like a historical map, describing the traces of time.

and the rhythm of nature.

The headboard has a unique design, towering into the sky, and the rich carving craftsmanship appears complex and exquisite. The carving patterns are forests, birds and flowers, lifelike, full of vividness and vitality.

The four corners of the bed are carved with exquisite lion paw shapes. They bear the weight of the bed and add a majestic momentum to the entire bed. The carvings beside the bed are like strings of blooming vines, as if in silence.

You can also hear the faint sound of growth at night.

The space under the bed is also covered with horizontal panels engraved with floral patterns, which is practical and beautiful.

"Teacher, wasn't he reciting sutras in the afternoon? He also swept the floor... When did you make such a bed?"

This carving... no matter how good it is, it can't be done in one afternoon.

Hao Bufan couldn't help but said.

He asked himself that he was not a person who liked gossip, but he didn't know why he wanted to know everything about the teacher.

It seems that only when you know about it can you feel that the teacher is real.

"Probably..." Ling Yan pondered for a while, then said with a faint smile: "Probably when you and your fiancée were dating."

"After all, I am alone and don't want to study, so I can only do some small crafts."

Hao Bufan:!!

Hao Bufan's face suddenly turned red.

"Teacher...I..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave the teacher for a date."

Pfft - Ling Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. He walked to the window, bent down and hugged a certain princess to the chair next to her.

While slipping on his shoes, he explained: "I'm kidding you, I'm not a god. How could I carve such an amazing bed in just two hours and 14 minutes?"

"But this bed was indeed brought up from the mountain\b when you were dating."

"Originally, there was a bunk made of two wooden boards, but when I helped you clean it up today, I found that there were bug holes underneath. I didn't want you to fall asleep and fall down."

"I finally accepted an apprentice, but I can't ruin it."

He didn't look at him when he spoke, and kept focusing on his wounds.

Although he and Ling Bingbing were apprentices brought out by the same teacher, so were their medical skills.

But their research directions and areas of expertise since childhood were different, so he was extra cautious when dealing with wounds.

But even if he wasn't looking at him, Hao Bufan still felt like his whole body was burning.

It was an indescribable emotion.

He doesn't know what it is...

It must be named. The name is probably a combination of happiness and joy.

"I...I'm actually not that fragile."

Feeling the man's hand stroking his calf, Hao Bufan blushed and whispered.

"Really?" Ling Yan asked, still not raising his head, his fingers gently pressing on his ankle.

In an instant, Hao Bufan screamed in pain.

"Aren't you still vulnerable?" he asked.

Hao Bufan blushed: "You...you did this on purpose..."

"Oh..." Ling Yan responded unequivocally.

Originally, Hao Bufan didn't need to change his dressing every day, but Bai Linlang was too fickle and always poked his wounds intentionally or unintentionally.

Those wounds that finally scabbed were opened again and again, and he could only go through the process of tearing and rebirth again and again.

Neither of them are talkative people.

Especially when there is only one bed in this room, Hao Bufan always feels ashamed.

But he didn't know how to express this shame.

Obviously both of them are boys.

It's not like he never slept in the same bed with his uncle when he was a child.

Yes...

But, how should I put it?

Just...

Mu Di, he felt his head sinking.

He raised his head and met Ling Yan's teasing smile: "What are you thinking about? Are you thinking so intently?"

"Don't tell me that you are studying. If you don't believe it yourself, then don't lie to me as a teacher."

"I..."

"I'm wondering how I can take a shower!"

Hao Bufan held it in for a long time to say this, but after he finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing again.

"Oh?" Ling Yan raised his eyebrows and suddenly reached out to hold his chin to prevent him from moving his head to the side.

Hao Bufan was forced to raise his head and see himself in the man's eyes.

His figure is so clear in his eyes, so...

Pink!!

Yes!

He blushed again!

And not only the face, but also the neck is red.

"I..." Hao Bufan felt very thirsty and desperately wanted to drink something.

"Teacher...can you give me some water?" He tried to change the subject.

Ling Yan nodded: "Of course!"

Hao Bufan breathed a sigh of relief, then...

"But before I give you a drink of water, you have to answer me first. Have you figured out how to take a bath?"

"Huh?"

Hao Bufan: "I..."

"I won't take a shower!" He gritted his teeth and pretended to be arrogant.

If the teacher has the ability, just throw him out. In this case, you don’t have to worry about how to sleep at night.

He....

"Don't take a shower... This..." Ling Yan spoke slowly...


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