That day, the shadow of the sun was sinking, the clouds were rolling, and colorful sleeves were fluttering on the top of the mountain. At the disciple recruitment meeting, the cold Immortal Lord selected a ragged young man in the crowd. At first, this Immortal Lord was taciturn and cold as ice. Later, after getting to know him...
Master is too gentle! Master looks great when he smiles! Master is the best Master in the world! I like Master the most!
Alas, what should I do if my apprentice is naughty? Just pamper him and protect him. Why is this little brat so cute?
When this little brat grows up...
"Baby Master~"
"Master~ I miss you so much~"
"Master, who are you looking at? Does it look good? Does it look better than the disciple? A good disciple understands." So he took his precious master away.
"?? I haven't said anything yet, little bastard, put me down!"
What should I do if I like my master too much?
What should I do if my little apprentice is spoiled by me?
Then continue to like it.
Then keep pampering.
Intention: I don't know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper