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When Zhou Zhi woke up, there was a large group of people around her, chattering non-stop. When they saw her wake up, they all rushed over and shouted non-stop.

"Senior sister is awake!"

"Sister!"

"master!"

"Sister Zhizhi!"

"Xiaozhi, you're awake."

Zhou Zhi scanned their faces one by one, including the unfamiliar junior brother who exuded an "NPC" vibe, her most adorable heroine Gu Qianqian, and even the most mysterious and cold master in the Sword Sect, the male protagonist. Zhou Zhi's sight finally returned to the weak "Master". Zhou Zhi looked Lian Chen up and down, and there was no other problem except that he looked aggrieved.

Fortunately, he is still fine.

That's good.

Then she can sleep for a while without worry.

As soon as she slowly closed her eyes, a group of people shouted beside her like they were mourning: "Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister! Don't leave!"

......

Oh my god, her eardrum is about to be punctured.

Or, turn over and continue sleeping?

"Alright, alright, your senior sister is fine, everyone go out and let your senior sister have a good rest."

The chattering voices disappeared in an instant. Even Zhou Zhi, who was asleep, felt a strong sense of embarrassment. She didn't want to open her eyes anymore.

Several people looked at each other. Except for Lian Chen who was genuinely concerned about Zhou Zhi's health and was unwilling to leave, the other male disciples stayed here because Gu Qianqian had not left yet. Gu Qianqian just stared at the cold and upright master who was as tall as a pine tree. She was fascinated by the look and did not want to leave like this.

The lively and cheerful little sun rarely showed any shyness. After a long while, he finally asked the man who was tucking Zhou Zhi in, "Are you Master Lin Yue?"

The male protagonist Lin Yue stood up straight, said "hmm" indifferently, and then said coldly: "Why don't you go out?"

Gu Qianqian didn't expect this to happen. After all, everyone in the sect was willing to pamper her, and few people would be so cold to her. She was unhappy, but she didn't dare to show it in front of so many people. She pouted at Lin Yue: "You are so annoying!"

Then he ran out tap dancing.

The many disciples who were following Gu Qianqian also ran out while dancing. Zhou Zhi suddenly felt that even his breathing became free.

She let out a long breath, finally coming back to life.

They made a really loud noise when they walked.

She clamped the quilt tightly, ready to go back to sleep, but was suddenly hit on the head. She cried out in pain: "Fuck!"

Then he was hit on the head again.

She can't stand it anymore!

"what are you doing!"

Why would this master, whose face she hadn't even seen clearly, hit her?

He hit me twice at once!

She angrily lifted the quilt, then covered it back after looking at the inexplicably abstinent face.

Damn, where does this inexplicable pressure come from?

"Any questions, Disciple?"

"No."

Zhou Zhi didn't dare to question it. After seeing Lin Yue, he felt a sense of familiarity.

It's like... well...

The strictness of the dean of studies!

Zhou Zhi shrank back into her bed like a quail, and just begged him to stop hanging around beside her.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Zhi finally couldn't breathe anymore, so he half-poked his head out, raised his nose to breathe, and met his smiling face.

Zhou Zhi immediately got goose bumps all over his body.

Damn! Why is he smiling so warmly?

He was not as flustered as she was, but instead reached out his hand.

Zhou Zhi didn't move until that slender and beautiful hand was placed on her neck.

She winced.

"Why does Xiaozhi look so scared of me?"

"No."

"Is it?"

Zhou Zhi pretended not to notice the inquiry in his eyes and nodded under his palm: "Yes, Master."

Zhou Zhi had his eyelids half closed, and his watery eyes were slightly shaking under his thick and long eyelashes, but unfortunately one could not tell the expression in his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Yue's eyes darkened a little.

how could be?

The next moment, as Zhou Zhi struggled in disbelief, the sword sect's famously dignified and indifferent master pinched her neck and bit her lower lip.

The more she resisted, the more ambiguously he bit her, grinding her gently and slowly, until Zhou Zhi's back was soaked with sweat.

He slowly brushed away the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, without any desire in his eyes. When Zhou Zhi covered her mouth and cried in pain, he moved closer to her.

"wrong."

Zhou Zhi didn't reply.

I cursed in my heart thousands of times.

This world is so perverted!

He also knows he is wrong!

He was her own master, and he was the one who took care of her and raised her when her father was in seclusion! How could he have the guts to do that?

Zhou Zhi mourned for his numb and sore lips.

It’s exciting, but…

Zhou Zhi glanced at Lin Yue. His apathetic look, as if he was lacking in his mind, was so deceptive.