The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

The vassal Yuan obviously also understood Ke Wuxiu's character, and he tapped his jaw lightly upon hearing this.

"Thank you for your reminder!" He looked at Ke Wuxiu with serious eyes like an adult.

Ke Wuxiu sneered, threw the milk tea in his hand on the white tabletop, and looked at Feng Chenyuan with a half-smile, his eyes deliberately showing indifference.

"It's not for you, I don't need your thanks!"

Hearing this, the vassal Yuan squinted his eyes contentedly, and said, "I see!"

Since Ke Wuxiu didn't want to accept his thanks, he naturally wouldn't insist on forcing him, but he owed Ke Wuxiu a favor, so he might have to think carefully about how to repay it.

However, Wumu has already been taken away by Wan's mother-in-law. She said that she is spending the last period of time with Bai Kexun, but it is also to add a guarantee to Bai Xixi during the last time.

In her words, since ebony is the selected refining material, she is not polite.

As for the issue of humanity, the strange mother-in-law would never consider it.

And once the refining starts, it cannot be reversed, that is to say, even if Ebony cannot become a puppet in the end, it will become an immortal living dead.

And the puppets she refined could at least retain Ebony's emotion and reason.

Of course, Ebony could also choose not to be refined, if that was the case, he would not survive for two days, because her heart-eating Gu would eat away his flesh and blood.

On the balcony, the two sat opposite each other, but their eyes coincidently looked at the little girl who was training in the villa.

There is a rare tacit understanding between the two people who are clearly out of tune.

Until 08:30 in the evening, the moon and stars were thin, and the cold wind was howling.

Feng Chenyuan stuffed the homework left on the table into his small schoolbag in an orderly manner, then jumped off the seat with the schoolbag in his arms.

"I'll take Mianmian away, thank you Mr. Ke for your hospitality, goodbye!"

Like a little gentleman, he nodded politely at Ke Wuxiu.

Then, turn around and leave.

Ke Wuxiu looked at the back of the little guy, and couldn't help but grind his teeth, and his whole body revealed a gnashing of teeth.

Downstairs, the vassal Yuan grabbed Jiang Mianmian who was so tired that he was afraid of lying on the ground, frowned worriedly, and asked, "Mianmian, is the progress too fast?"

Even though it was only twice occasionally, he could tell that Sun Wanying didn't like Jiang Mianmian.

It's a dislike that comes out from the bottom of my heart.

If there is no accident, Sun Wanying may not like it all the time.

But Feng Chenyuan didn't think this was a problem, as long as Sun Wanying could teach Mianmian something, but now it seemed that Sun Wanying seemed a little more cautious than he saw.

In the training just now, Sun Wanying taught very standard, strict requirements, and never letting go, so that no one could find the slightest mistake or omission. However, Feng Chenyuan could see that Sun Wanying did it on purpose, deliberately torturing Mian Mian's temperament.

For example, she could correct Mianmian's wrong movements in time, but she had to wait for Jiang Mianmian to form muscle memory before casually finding out her mistakes.

In this way, not only the pain of continuous learning, but also a lot of time wasted.

But these small thoughts are hidden and ambiguous, making it impossible to accuse her of being unprofessional.

Perhaps, he found the wrong person!

Jiang Mianmian didn't know what Feng Chenyuan was thinking, she gasped, and shook her head sullenly while lying in Feng Chenyuan's arms: "No, I can hold on!"

A faint light flashed in Feng Chenyuan's eyes, and he said, "Okay, it doesn't matter if you can't hold on, don't push yourself too hard!"

"Yeah, I know, Yuanyuan!"

Jiang Mianmian agreed sweetly, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and stood still.

There is no reluctance to be seen on the pretty face.

"Yuanyuan, wait for me, I will say hello to Brother Milk Tea, let's go home together!"

"...Hmm!" The vassal Yuan let go of his hand without stopping.

It's just that after Jiang Mianmian entered the villa, he stood in front of a dark and cold stone and shouted expressionlessly.

"Ms. Sun!"

Sun Wanying paused as she left, and turned her head in surprise.

"The kid called me?"

"If Ms. Sun doesn't want to be Mian Mian's teacher, you can just say it, Mian Mian doesn't have to be you!" Feng Chenyuan raised his eyelashes, revealing a pair of twinkling eyes.

It's just that those eyes are wise, sharp, and indifferent, like sharp knives that can pierce people's hearts, directly piercing Sun Wanying's heart.

The moment she looked at him, Sun Wanying even felt like a sculpture inserted into the handle of a knife, and with just a slight movement, she would be completely torn apart.

The death that followed like a shadow invaded her heart in an instant.

Sun Wanying's breathing stagnated, and after a while, she broke free from the darkness, lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "I don't understand what you mean, little friend, what do you think I did wrong?"

"laugh!"

Feng Chenyuan sneered.

The laughter was cold and clear.

He raised his head, let out a soft "ah", and then his dark eyes were condensed.

"It turns out that the best mentor of the Ke family is nothing more than that, trying to gain fame!"

"Shut up, don't slander the Ke family!"

Sun Wanying's casual expression turned into a sharp sharpness, and she glared coldly at the vassal Yuan.

Hearing this, Feng Chenyuan's always indifferent face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, he approached Sun Wanying step by step, his dark eyes shone with a beast-like luster.

"Slander?" He sneered.

The next moment, his small figure quickly disappeared in place like a ghost.

When Sun Wanying realized it, her stamina was against the black, cold muzzle of the gun... Her breathing was instantly messed up, and she realized through the interlacing of light and shadow that the boy who only touched her waist didn't know what was right. Appeared on the strange rock behind her.

A gun has been loaded, as long as the little boy gently pulls the trigger.

She would become a lifeless corpse.

when?
When did he appear behind her, and why did she miss him at all?
What kind of little monster is this?

Sun Wanying's heart "thumped", and finally started beating belatedly, but it didn't beat a little, and it was accompanied by clamor and fear.

"you……"

"You can't even catch me as a child, the most powerful instructor, do you deserve this title?"

Vassal Yuan's cool voice sounded from the back of her head.

Sun Wanying was full of humiliation, but she could only close her eyes fiercely.

She can guarantee that even her little master can't reach Feng Chenyuan's speed. As for the pistol on the back of her neck... If he is useless to Feng Chenyuan, he will really pull it!
Feng Chenyuan is not just a little monster, he is also a heartless devil.

"You're right, I'm not worthy!" She said word by word.

In front of the boy, those so-called arrogances were completely defeated and dilapidated.

"If you don't want Mianmian to learn from me, I will..."

"No, give all your abilities to Mianmian, and within three years, Mianmian must become your most powerful student!" Feng Chenyuan interrupted her.

Sun Wanying may not be a good teacher, but she is a good whetstone.

And she is not useless, after Mian Mian finished his studies, he would naturally find a more suitable teacher for Mian Mian.