IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

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Mu Xingchen was trapped on the ice bed by Chen Yuan's barrier. Because he was too bored, he began to use his roots to drill into the ice. Unfortunately, the ice was much harder than he imagined. He tried for a long time and hurt himself, but he couldn't drill his roots in.

　　"Forget it." Mu Xingchen twisted his painful roots and gave up trying. He opened the skills that Chen Yuan had just given him and was stunned when he saw the words inside. "...System, can you help me translate it?"

　　Although he has been in this world for a hundred years, he has never learned the words of this world!

　　"Okay."

　　The system was about to help translate, but was stopped by Mu Xingchen again, "No, don't help me translate, I'll ask Master later."

　　But Mu Xingchen didn't expect Chen Yuan to be so upset by his kiss. He had lived for hundreds of years and was only one step away from ascending to immortality. He hid from his little apprentice for several days without making a sound. In the end, he appeared outside his house again due to some force majeure.

　　After standing outside the house for two minutes, Chen Yuan raised his hand and opened a door in the barrier. The movement in the house, which was tightly sealed, immediately came out. He listened quietly for a while, and found that the little apprentice was a little unusually quiet, so he frowned and pushed the door open.

　　The little apprentice lay listlessly on the ice bed, and the scene that the petals seemed to have lost their luster made him feel nervous.

　　Chen Yuan walked quickly to the bedside and removed the barrier that trapped Mu Xingchen. Hearing the little apprentice's aggrieved resentment, he sighed silently and asked, "Have you practiced well these days?"

　　Mu Xingchen tried to push Chen Yuan's hand away with his roots, but he failed. In the end, he was still held in the palm of his master's cold hand.

　　The discomfort of being neglected for several days made him awkwardly curl up his petals and pretend that he was still a bud. An aggrieved voice rang in Chen Yuan's mind, "I can't even read! How do you want me to practice!"This answer was obviously beyond Chen Yuan's expectations. His eyes fell on the book of martial arts he left behind. A trace of embarrassment briefly appeared in his cold eyes. He actually forgot that he had never taught his little apprentice to read.

　　"It was my negligence." Just as he finished speaking, he saw the flawless little disciple in his palm quietly opening the petals, and the refreshing medicinal fragrance began to spread. Chen Yuan frowned, "Constrain the medicinal power."

　　"Why are you so mean to me?"

　　"..." Chen Yuan frowned even tighter, "Once people notice the medicinal fragrance on your body, you will become the target of everyone's pursuit in a very short time, and your future will only end up being swallowed or made into alchemy, do you understand?"

　　Mu Xingchen did not answer immediately, but climbed up Chen Yuan's arm to his shoulder, his roots firmly grasping the master's shoulders and clothes to fix himself, and bending over to present the white petals to Chen Yuan, "Master, do you want to eat me? I should be delicious!" It was

　　like talking to a cow.

　　Chen Yuan raised his hand and rubbed his brows with a headache. His lips were brushed back and forth by the little apprentice's snow-white petals. The medicinal power, which was many times stronger than before, went straight into his mouth. He turned his head to avoid it, "Come down."

　　Mu Xingchen, who was dodged, directly put the whole flower on Chen Yuan's face. Thinking that he was about to get angry just now, he snorted crisply.