"I'm not that capable, nor do I have any interest in seeing through anyone's heart except yours. I have no interest in their hearts." Fu Young tightened his grip on Xiao Shou's hand and said, "I only want to see through Master's heart, protect Master's heart, and make sure Master is always happy and carefree, without worries or sorrow."
Here he goes again. Why did this guy suddenly kiss me on the lips a few days ago? Because of that, I can't help but automatically interpret his love for his Master as a romantic love. Every time he teases me until my heart races, those repeated calls of "Master" immediately drag me back to reality.
Thinking about all this, Xiao Shou lowered his head to hide his burning face and ears. His hand also reluctantly tried to slip free from his beloved disciple's grasp.
Fu Young quietly tightened his hold on his Master's hand. His eyes shone like pearls, and a happy smile appeared on his lips as he said to the red-faced Xiao Shou, "Master, we've arrived."
