Traitor: I like Master more after his gender change

Chapter 127 Diefang's Moment

The room fell into darkness again with the sound of the door closing, with only a thin ray of light shining in through the window.

Haotian really wanted to smother herself in the quilt. Maybe, maybe she shouldn't have forced Xiaohei to change her gender. Maybe she could have discussed it with her in advance.

If that were the case, Xiao Hei would not have taken revenge on me, leaving me helpless and at the mercy of others.

However, things were done, and now she could only curl up like she did then, weak and helpless.

Soon... Diefang came in with a bowl of soup. (Chicken soup is here)

Diefang's face was full of smiles. She had put a lot of thought into making this bowl of soup.

However, Wen Xin was still outside, working on the stove in a dusty manner...

Originally, Diefang invited her to cook with her, but Wenxin insisted on making the best food by herself to impress the master's taste buds and win the master's heart.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is miserable. She couldn't even make a clay stove to cook, but Diefang did it instantly with magic.

He was covered in dust and holding a sword, staring at a large clod of earth with sharp eyes.

After Diefang entered the room, the door opened and the room was filled with light again.

She saw her master with his head tucked into the quilt, with only a few strands of white hair sticking out. Diefang suddenly thought her master's behavior was so cute.

She must be shy because she was kissed just now.

Diefang slowly brought the chicken soup to the bedside, used her magic power to move a table, and then placed it on the table.

After doing all this, she turned around and looked at her master...

Gently pull the quilt down.

Soon, her beautiful master appeared.

"Master, I made you some chicken soup. Have a taste. You will be hungry now that you have no cultivation."

Haotian then opened his eyes, looked at Diefang, and then looked at the chicken soup on the table.

Forget it, I’ll just eat it. I just hope my disciple doesn’t put drugs in the chicken soup.

Haotian then stood up and sat on the bed. Just as he was about to pick up the dishes and chopsticks with his fair and slender hands, Diefang immediately stopped him.

In her surprised eyes, Diefang picked up the bowl and chopsticks, scooped a spoonful, blew it on her lips, and handed it to her...

Haotian:......

"Diefang, your master may not have achieved anything, but I am not disabled. I am still capable of eating."

The spoon in Diefang's hand trembled slightly, but Diefang quickly replied to Haotian.

"Master, you have no more cultivation. Don't tire yourself out. Let your disciple do it."

Haotian just stared at Diefang like this. Diefang also felt her gaze and didn't dare to look directly at Haotian. Her face flushed slightly, but the hand holding the spoon showed no intention of putting it down.

After a long silence, Haotian finally drank the chicken soup that Diefang handed to his mouth in humiliation.

At that moment, Diefang's heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of her throat.

Her hands trembled unconsciously, but she quickly calmed herself down.

Then he scooped another spoonful of chicken soup, blew it at his mouth, and handed it to Haotian again.

Haotian just opened his mouth, slurped, and swallowed.

At least now she knows that there is no drug in the chicken soup and it tastes okay. If there really is drug in the chicken soup, once she has gained some skills, she will immediately expel Diefang from the sect. She also has a bottom line for traitors.

Diefang's face became redder and her movements became faster and faster, but Haotian drank slower and slower.

For who knows how many times, Diefang seemed to be anxious. Haotian drank too slowly, and a little bit of chicken soup flowed out from the corner of Haotian's mouth.

Well, just a little bit, on the edge of your mouth.

Seeing this, Diefang realized that she was too anxious, and immediately put down the spoon and aimed at the little bit of chicken soup at the corner of her mouth.

Damn~~

Diefang even licked it.

What followed was Haotian’s shocked look and Diefang lowering her head in shame.

Diefang's face was already extremely red. She didn't know why she suddenly did what she did just now.

The two of them remained in a daze for a while, and then Haotian spoke.

"You can take the rest. I'm full."

Diefang's body trembled when she heard these words.

She also clearly realized that it was her actions just now...

Haotian, who originally wanted to coax Diefang away, softened his heart after seeing her look of shame, regret and self-blame.

Diefang sat next to him, with her head lowered, saying nothing and doing nothing, just like a child who had made a mistake, sitting there blankly.

Haotian finally sighed softly.

He held Diefang's crying face with both hands.

Haotian said softly, "It's okay. I don't mind. But this is the first time and the last time. Do you remember what I said at the beginning? Don't be a traitor. Leave the chicken soup for me. Maybe you should calm down and think about what I said."

Finally, Diefang nodded, and then quickly left. When she left, her purple hair, which was originally gorgeous in Haotian's eyes, seemed a little dim for some reason.

After she closed the door and left, Haotian looked at the chicken soup on the table indifferently, and unconsciously poked the corner of Diefang's mouth that he had just kissed.

She felt that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous. However, although she had some thoughts in her mind, it was not yet to the point of a life-and-death struggle.

He picked up the chicken soup and ate a few more mouthfuls. It was great that he had such skill at such a young age. It must have taken a lot of effort on his part.

After a while, she had finished most of the small bowl of chicken soup and was full.

I stretched my body and suddenly felt the spring scenery.

After eating, I just sleep. Now I have no cultivation, so I can’t take care of anything. If the sky falls, Xiao Hei and the others will hold it up.

At this time, Diefang had just gone out. Wenxin had been studying the stove for a long time but had not been able to fix it. As soon as she saw Diefang, she ran over immediately.

"Senior sister, can you lend me your stove?"

Diefang lowered her head as much as she could, not wanting Wenxin to see her expression. "Sure, but Master has already eaten the chicken soup I made. You can make it later."

After saying this, Diefang hurriedly left here, found her own room and hid in it.

Wen Xin scratched her head and stared blankly at her somewhat strange senior sister.

I always feel like something is wrong there, but I can't put my finger on it.

Wen Xin, who rarely uses her brain, simply stopped thinking about it. Finally, she decided that since Master was full, she would boil some water for him and help him take a hot bath!

When the time comes, hey hey hey...

Just when Wen Xin was about to knock on the door, she suddenly realized that she was covered in dust.

He immediately withdrew his knock and returned to his room at the speed of light.

Well, wash yourself first. Yes, yes, practice first. I will give Master a perfect bathing experience later.

After she washed her face with a blush, she knocked on Haotian's door with a blushing and confident look...