The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Fu Qing held up the teacup, staring at the shadow in the cup, feeling somewhat disappointed. Senior Brother Lu...

She no longer wanted to pursue the right and wrong of what happened back then, but she didn't expect that the two of them would end up with such bad consequences, which made her sigh for a while.

Yu Mian said indignantly, "Uncle Master, I won by using the formation you taught me."

It was just a bullet through the heart, how can it compare to this long-lasting torture.

Fu Qing glanced at him, and his eyes softened, "Then, Master, I have to thank Xiao Mian'er."

"Hehe..." Yu Mian raised the cup somewhat embarrassedly, pursed his lips and took a sip, then met the eyes of his uncle-master. He was unconsciously infected by the tenderness, and felt even more indignant in his heart.

It was clear that the master did nothing wrong, but he just misjudged the right person and suffered this disaster.

Sheng Qing was sitting nearby and saw her smiling happily at her uncle. He narrowed his eyes and gently placed his hand on Yu Mian's waist under the table, successfully stopping her smile.

Yu Mian felt a chill on her lower back. She glanced sideways and adjusted her sitting position slightly, signaling this man not to act strangely in front of her elders.

But he refused to give in. She moved away, but he came closer slowly, making it impossible for her to avoid him.

Yu Mian gritted his teeth secretly, lowered his right hand and slapped away the bad hand.

Snapped--!

A clear sound rang out in the house.

"Little sister, what are you doing?"

After Fu Qing finished sighing, he was attracted by the voice and saw that the two people across the table seemed to be arguing with each other.

Sheng Qing, with evil intentions, put the evidence of his disciple's "betrayal of his master and ancestors" on the table. There were three fingerprints on the back of his fair hand, which were particularly obvious on the new white jade-like skin.

“Senior sister, you blame me for not disciplining you properly. This heartless kid actually starts to bully you one day…” Sheng Qing glanced at her sideways, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and poked the red-faced girl’s head lightly with his fingertips.

It's a blatant distortion of right and wrong.

Yu Mian was stunned and almost cried with anger, and blamed others for his mistakes!

She is turning the tables, Master!

Don't believe her!

"Nonsense, it's clearly your hand that's moving around!" She got angry and started to refute.

Fu Qing's gaze returned to Sheng Qing's hand, and then to Yu Mian...

Just now under the table, if the little sister's hands moved randomly, besides her waist, her hips and thighs would be affected...

Is it possible...

Are you teaching the skills in secret?

Ling Fu was originally sitting quietly preparing tea, and from time to time she prepared some pastries to go with the tea for her master, but at this moment she stopped what she was doing.

The relationship between Junior Sister Yu and Junior Uncle seems to be a little too close, and they are as close as family.

A hint of envy flashed across Ling Fu's eyes. Although she didn't show it, she still admired her master in her heart.

But my master always seemed to be separated from me by a layer of moonlight. No matter how painful or unbearable her old injuries were, she never showed them in front of me. She always endured them silently and continued to teach me.

She stood outside the bamboo door countless times, from the chilly spring to the bitter winter, listening to the painful groans and groans from inside the house.

Separated by a door, powerless companion.

So I always wondered if I could be a little more obedient and work harder so that she would worry less and I could spend less energy.

Will the Master be able to open his heart to her one day?

Yu Mian realized what he had said and no longer dared to oppose her. He could only be angry and avoid looking at her.

Actually, this matter... should have been known to Fifth Uncle-Master.

After all, the Great Master Uncle already knew about it, and the relationship between the two would naturally become clearer in the future. If the Fifth Great Master heard about their relationship from other people, it would seem strange.

But she still felt a little shy and awkward. This kind of immoral change in the relationship always made her subconsciously bear a certain amount of pressure. I think it was mostly caused by the cognition she had in the past.

After all, in the modern world, teacher-student love is really too immoral.

But if you look closely, there isn't much of a master-disciple relationship between her and Sheng Qing. It's more of an unclear, playful, ambiguity...

She was a cowardly person. Faced with irresistible power, she gave in reluctantly and brainwashed herself all the way.

But looking at Uncle Fu Qing's clear, gentle eyes, which were filled with the earnestness of an elder.

Asking her to say "I am going to become a Taoist partner with Sheng Qing" would be more painful than throwing her into a pile of monsters. It is really a difficult psychological preparation.

"I..." She took a deep breath and encouraged herself.

"Can't I even touch my future Taoist partner?" Sheng Qing couldn't understand what kind of psychological struggle and preparation was going on in her slightly red little head, so he said it smoothly without any hesitation.

Then he hooked his left foot under the table onto the leg of Yu Mian's chair, and with a little force, the chair that was originally far away, including the person in it, was brought to his side.

Yu Mian was stunned for a moment.

All my mental preparations were shattered by her words, and my body was stuck on the stool like a chess piece.

The eyes of the master and disciple across the table suddenly became unpredictable. Facing such eyes, Yu Mian was like a small solar heater in winter, turning redder by higher settings.

"Fifth Uncle! Please listen to me..."

Yu Mian stood up quickly, put his hands on the table, and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Standing up only helps the qi and blood to gather in the head faster, making your face blush faster.

She bit her lip in annoyance, wondering if her brain was broken. Why did she do such a weird thing?

What's so embarrassing? It's just... it's just being with Seungkyung...

"She...what she said is true..." After brainwashing herself for a while, Yu Mian uttered these words, which confirmed what Sheng Qing said.

Then, like a salted fish that had lost its dream, it suddenly lost its support and sat back in its seat, its head still burning.

A cold palm came over me, and a teasing voice sounded, "Mian'er, your head is so hot..."

Sheng Qing pinched the ripe red Mian Guo's face without hesitation, and after covering his hands, he propped up his chin with his other hand and said to Fu Qing contentedly, "Senior Sister, don't forget the gift from me and Mian'er when the time comes."

Fu Qing also came back to his senses. Looking at Yu Mian's bullied look, he felt distressed for a moment. Was it because his junior sister... had taken him by force?

Given her personality, this is indeed possible.

"This... I will never forget..."

She put the cup down, not knowing what to say for a moment. For the first time, an emotion between helplessness and confusion appeared on her face.

"…You are master and disciple, so who was the first to fall in love with this matter?" She tried to find out what happened between the two of them indirectly. She couldn't just watch her nephew fall victim to the murderous hands of her younger sister.

The corners of Shengqing's eyes were curved like a silver moon, and his eyelashes were drawn back, casting a small shadow under his eyes. He said with a slightly proud tone, "Mian'er is naturally pleased with me..."

Fu Qing looked at Yu Mian with suspicion, as if asking for her opinion.

Yu Mian's emotions, which had just calmed down, were aroused again by Sheng Qing's words that he liked her.

But thinking about it carefully, she "believed" that if she had to talk about the true and clear emotion of joy, she was indeed the one who was moved first.

That sense of dependence and security could not be faked. She had been attached to him since a long time ago.

It is the purple dress facing the setting sun when setting up the Thousand Silk Formation, it is the descent like a god in times of crisis, it is the habit of sleeping in the same bed day and night... and there are so many more, too numerous to count.

"Well... it's true that I like her, I'm very happy, I can't help myself, I want to stay with her for the rest of my life, and never leave her."

Although Yu Songsong has always been timid, he is a man who dares to act and take responsibility. If he likes someone, he likes him, and even if he feels embarrassed, he will not be ashamed to deny it.

She glanced at Shengqing, her eyes sparkling with the light of broken stars.