I rely on green tea to coax the amnesia master back

interlocking fingers.

Perhaps because he knew he was ashamed, He Tingfeng didn't say anything when Shen Lou made such a bold move, but when the connected palms were put down, he seemed to look at him.

Then quickly moved away in a concealed manner, coughed lowly, and said to him from left to right: "Today, don't you need to wear a fence as a teacher?"

He was brainwashed too much by Shen Lou last time, He Tingfeng seemed to have engraved Dai Mili's behavior into his mind, mistakenly thinking that he would not be able to see people if he didn't wear it.

The smile froze at the corner of Shenlou's mouth, as if eight horses had stepped over his heart, thinking that he had left a deep shadow on the master.

He suppressed his smile, which was rare—serious.But his fingers clenched He Tingfeng's tightly, as if he was saying some love words about each other.

"I don't need it today, Master looks good no matter what."

I like all of them.

But this time, He Tingfeng didn't really want to accept his apprentice's compliment, and when he heard what Shen Lou said, his memory returned to the past.

"Really? But even so, isn't Ah Lou the same, always hanging around that disciple named Tao?"