The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"I was negligent in this matter. Liangchen should have asked earlier, at least to be prepared." Fu Qing reached out and took Ling Fu's hand, gently pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, and whispered softly, "You kept putting it off, and you didn't realize that ten years have passed. It's been so long."

Ling Fu smiled slightly. She had not expected the iron tree to bloom as early as she had expected. It was not impossible for her to wait for a thousand or eight hundred years. She just wanted to be with this man.

Even if I am a disciple, it is fine.

"That's not possible. I just didn't react for a moment. It happened so quickly." She looked at Fu Qing, then moved closer to the head of the bed, lifted her neck, and leaned over.

In Fu Qing's eyes, Ling Fu leaned closer, her beautiful and tranquil face containing a gentle expression, her eyes slightly rippled. When she came closer, the familiar scent of ink mixed with the scent of camphor and borneol wafted out.

Under the pure white neck in front of her eyes, there was a small scarlet mole exposed, so hidden that only she knew about it.

She pursed her lips slightly and raised her hand to straighten her collar.

Clothes are used to show etiquette, etiquette is used to perform actions, things have their own objects, and things have their own appearances.

Ling Fu also placed a cushion behind her and gently put her down so that her neck would not feel uncomfortable.

Watching Fu Qing's movements, she smiled slightly, remembering how she taught herself while tidying up her clothes, "First dress properly, then understand the truth."

Yingying met Fu Qing's eyes and tried to step away but was gently pulled at the collar of her clothes. She felt a little helpless and frowned slightly.

Then he was pulled down by the force, and a warm breath came from his lips, as if testing, gently sprinkling on his philtrum, followed by a light kiss and gentle sucking.

Her clothes are straight, but her ornaments are crooked...

Ling Fu placed her hands on the edge of the bed, locking Fu Qing in her arms as if in a gentle hug. She did not dare to be too presumptuous, but just gave him a simple, sweet kiss.

Fu Qing raised his hand and stroked her face along her collar, then held her chin and brought her into his arms. Their breathing became heavier, and they snuggled up to each other.

She didn't know when it started, but she actually began to like such intimate contact.

It was not out of responsibility or to comfort Fu'er, but on the contrary, it was out of selfishness.

Although she is not as lovely as she was when she was young, she has developed a character that is unique to her, soft yet tough, like a willow branch swaying gently in the mist and rain.

Ling Fu leaned on Fu Qing's shoulder. Even though they had been together for a long time, such intimacy always made her embarrassed countless times.

Whenever he thought of this man as his respected master, the one who raised him, the warmth in his heart would surge like the sea, taking a long time to calm down.

It’s strange that this monk never looks old. The master in her childhood memories and Yi Guan today are exactly the same, which makes her unable to extricate herself.

"Fu'er..." Fu Qing called in Ling Fu's ear: "My injuries are gradually recovering, tonight..."

Ling Fu interrupted her immediately, her words a little flustered, "Yi Guan, it's still early, you should get more rest."

In the past when teaching, Ling Fu never felt that being outspoken or speaking frankly was a bad habit. As the saying goes, a strict teacher makes a good student. All the instructions given by Fu Qing were very clear and even to the point.

But now...she is suffering.

This person was as straight as a bamboo. Even in some of his personal conversations, he did not hide anything and was extremely frank and direct.

At a certain moment, Ling Fu's experience was on the same wavelength as Yu Mian's.

Maybe Yufu Mountain is just such an evil place. It is OK that it always produces romantic people, but they are all straightforward people.

Fu Qing blinked his eyes slightly, raised his hands and hugged Fu'er's slender waist, burying himself in the scent of books and ink. Being next to her always made people feel particularly peaceful and relaxed.

"Is it a yes or a no?" Her voice was slightly muffled, with clarity and smile hidden in her eyes.

She was just dull, not stupid. How could she not know that such words were shameful? But she had read the 1,800 human story books given to her by her senior sister.

Being more understanding and expressing emotions more directly are the best bonds to maintain relationships.

The reason why countless stories are full of sadness and pain is mostly due to the inability to speak.

Ling Fu's sensitive waist was hugged, and she froze for a moment, unable to move. Her breathing became disordered, and her eyes were full of panic of being at a loss and bullied.

This matter... how can it be possible or impossible...

"Whatever Yi Guan wants, just... take it directly." She lowered her voice and replied in Fu Qing's ear in a somewhat subtle way, helpless...

Fu Qing kept the same strength in his hands as he pulled up a happy smile, then he turned his head and kissed Ling Fu's cheek. It was as soft and tender as the finest silk, and it was translucent with a jade color, but at this moment the jade was soaked in red, and it was so pink that it was touching.

She only looked at the girl she raised and thought she was perfect in every way, nothing was unsatisfactory about her.

"Fuer, do you have any lessons to teach today?"

"No, the class was over in the morning."

"Then could you please stay with me longer?" Fu Qing said, raising his hand to lift the quilt inside him, obviously inviting someone to share the bed.

"Last time I engraved the space array, I gained something, but unfortunately I haven't had the time to record my experience. You and I can discuss it." After she said that, she let go of Ling Fu's hand, turned around and took out a book, pen and ink from the bedside table.

Ling Fu sighed lightly in her heart, looked at Fu Qing who had just kissed her, then looked at the book in her hand, and finally took off her shoes and climbed into the bed.

"it is good…"

The two of them discussed the topic carefully and tiringly on the bed for half a day, until the sun set and the rays of light were completely blocked, turning the outside of the window into a deep blue.

With his fingertips, he lit up the spirit lamps on the bed, on the quilt, and on the floor beside the bed...

Stack upon stack of books were laid out, and every step had the arguments of the powerful formation masters in history. After being confirmed one by one, they were integrated and outlined on a new clean page.

The ink was rich and the writing was as smooth as flowing water, without stopping for a moment. Ling Fu was sorting out ancient books on the side.

Until the last stroke was completed, Fu Qing looked at the first section he had written and closed the book with satisfaction.

All things are difficult at the beginning. As long as you have the insight, you can gradually fill it up in the future.

She turned her head and saw Ling Fu quietly sorting books under the lamp. She hadn't put away the pen and ink in her hand yet. After simply making a gesture to clean it, she remembered the honey she used to love, and lightly applied a layer of golden honey on it, then gently touched her lips.

Ling Fu suddenly raised her head and looked at the pen and ink in Fu Qing's hand, and the coolness on her lips, thinking that they were stained with ink.

The pair of eyes that had usually been calm flashed with doubt, and they looked at Fu Qing who pursed her lips in confusion. Just as she was about to speak, she tasted a hint of sweetness, which was melted by the temperature on her lips and filled the tip of her tongue with sweetness.

"…sugar?"

"Do you like it? Fourth senior brother's Louguang Mountain produces a lot of peach blossom honey." Fu Qing smiled and took out a small jar the size of a palm. It was filled with crystal honey and a faint peach blossom fragrance.