The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Disciple, are you paying attention in class?" Fu Qing saw Ling Fu staring at him, and walked forward with a smile, raised his eyes and waved his wrist lightly. Why was he stunned?

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After Ling Fu came back to her senses, she stepped back suddenly, causing the desk to move back several inches. Her waist hit the corner of the desk and she let out a slight gasp.

The tables and chairs in this talisman hall are all made of jujube wood, in case disciples accidentally use talismans and cause them to ignite or explode. They weigh hundreds of pounds and are as hard as iron.

"Are you okay?!" Fu Qing stepped forward and held the person in his arms, as if he was holding a child. He bent down and looked behind him. He activated the spiritual power in his palms, and a warm feeling spread out the skin and flesh.

Ling Fu froze and dared not move. She wanted to say that it was okay, but she didn't want her master to let go of her arms.

"Why are you so careless? Were you scared by me?" After Fu Qing rubbed it with his spiritual power, he patted it as if dusting it off. This action was full of... care of an elder.

“It’s okay…!” Ling Fu woke up instantly, stepped out of the embrace that was not really an embrace, and hurriedly put away the remaining cinnabar, brushes, etc. on the table. Her tone was a little quick, as if she was hiding something.

"The disciples are quite obedient. There are only a few of them in this class, so it is easy to discipline them."

"Master... why is Yi Guan here today?" She put everything away, looked at Fu Qing and asked a random question.

I don't want to get any answer, I just want to throw the question back and give myself some time to clear my mind.

"Come and pick up Fu'er and let her go..." Fu Qing stretched out his hand, motioning Ling Fu to take it, and smiled, "To be honest, I have never picked up Fu'er before, so I am really not qualified. I hope Fu'er will not blame me."

Ling Fu's eyes fell on the bony hand in front of her. She clenched her five fingers at her side and said, "How could that be? Yi Guan was in poor health and couldn't leave Qingzhu Mountain... It's my job to serve him."

She said this but her hands didn't move. Was this really what she wanted?

Is the master trying to accommodate her? She is loveless and heartless, but because of one absurd night, she is dragged into this world that does not belong to her.

Do I love her or am I harming her...

His right hand was gently lifted up, and he seemed to feel a little cold. The man rubbed it in his palm for a few times, then wrapped it and held it.

Fu Qing looked a little self-blaming, "Why are my hands so cold? My sleeves are turning white. Let's go to Lanyi Mountain to order some new clothes."

Fu'er followed me to Qingzhu Mountain. Not only did she have no friends to play with, but I didn't even prepare clothes for her.

She was indeed derelict in her duty.

Ling Fu placed her left hand on the cuff at her wrist, hiding the green bamboo pattern embroidered inside.

She was a talisman practitioner, so naturally she had no shortage of spirit stones to buy new clothes. However, this piece of clothing was a gift from Fu Qing when she broke through the foundation-building stage, and it had embroidery patterns done by Fu Qing himself.

Although the clothes were worn out over time and the fabrics were replaced, she always preserved the embroidery inside and sewed it into the inner sleeves.

"No need for Yi Guan, the old clothes are better. I'm used to wearing them for a long time. I... don't want to change them." Ling Fu wanted to pull back her hand that was held in his palm, but it was held with a slight force and she couldn't break free.

"Fuer, are you hiding from me?" Fu Qing summed up his experiences over the past half month. Since that day, even at night when they usually lit the lamps and practiced together, Ling Fu was unwilling to stay together and chose to return to her own room.

Besides, she is not seen in the morning when going to and from school, and is not seen returning home in the evening. I came to pick her up today just to stop her.

She didn't understand, could it be that Taoist couples should be so cold to each other?

But it is clear that my junior sisters and the others are inseparable.

Be it talismans or formations, there are countless extremely sophisticated lines and formations that are so complex that even the soul can hardly bear it, but there is still a solution.

This is the only thing that has no solution.

"Why?" She exerted a little force with her hands and pulled Lingfu in front of her, and gently put her other hand around her waist, not wanting Lingfu to escape.

She is so good at running away.

"No reason..." Ling Fu turned her head away. She also wanted to stick to her master and Fu Qing like this, but the joy in her heart was accompanied by sober pain.

Her longing was a deep pool with no response.

She clenched her fingers that hung down at her side, and the deep red gradually showed through. Beneath the calmness on her face lay a storm of anxiety. She felt that nothing was what she wanted.

What she wanted was not this tone, not this look, and certainly not this... concern.

She was in pain, she felt like she was being driven crazy, even if she tried to hide away, her mind would still be confused by the countless emotions.

Her pain did not come from Fu Qing not loving her.

Her pain came from the fact that Fu Qing did not love her, but wanted to become her Taoist partner out of responsibility. She was afraid that she would be embarrassed, resist, and be disgusted!

"I…"

The taut string finally broke.

"Yi Guan... No, Master! Do you really want to become a Taoist partner with your disciple?!" Ling Fu's silver teeth were almost broken. For the first time, she stared at Fu Qing's face with a tough attitude, trying to see a trace of ripples through her eyebrows.

The look in his eyes was poignant and straightforward, filled with exploration and desire.

Fu Qing was stunned. It was the first time she saw such an expression on Fu'er's face. It seemed as if a corner of her true face was revealed in an instant. Her Fu'er had become a mature woman without her knowing.

Instead of the little girl who is always as tall as your waist in your memory.

When did she grow up? Was it when she was nineteen and broke through the foundation-building stage, or when she was thirty-two and broke through the golden elixir stage?

Or maybe a passionate night...

"I... should do this, Fuer." Fu Qing raised his hand and wanted to smooth out the frown on Lingfu's brow, but before his fingertips got close, Lingfu dodged them.

She looked at her fingertips, and an inexplicable sense of loss suddenly emerged, as if she would never be able to catch up with the growth of the child in front of her.

She's avoiding me again...

"What do you mean it should be so?"

"Master, I don't need to be like this, and I don't need..." pity.

Ling Fu did not pronounce the last two words. Her back was slightly bent due to her emotional ups and downs. She couldn't believe that one day she would reject Fu Qing.

Her head drooped slightly, she didn't know what was wrong with her.

Perhaps it is... a rebellion that is two hundred years late.

"Fuer can tell me what you want and we can discuss it...!" Fu Qing suddenly realized something and was ready to have a good discussion with Fuer.

But she was pushed against the wall halfway through her words. Ling Fu took off her green hairband and wrapped it around the pair of gentle eyes that she loved and hated.

Then, with Fu Qing showing no resistance, she easily kissed the mouth that always said things she didn't like to hear.

Her movements were not skillful, and even a little awkward. She was just simply replicating her experience that night.

The tip of the tongue pries open the pearly teeth, and the teeth gently nibble on the lips, making the color moist and bright, and pulling apart the silver threads.