Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

"Qingmeng, here I come."

Even though the two are not very familiar with each other, and they have only met for a few days, they still call each other so intimately.

In fact, Fan Qingmeng really wanted to get closer and closer, but Wei Canglan was just stubborn.

After he said this, a very classic scene came to mind.

You came.

Well, here I come.

You shouldn't be here.

But I'm still here.

Of course, this is not some funny man, talking about some nonsense literature.

It's from the book of the master of martial arts novels.

and so on:

His knife is cold.

His heart is cold.

His person is also cold.

Damn, he's frostbitten.

Thinking about it, Wei Canglan giggled in his heart, and almost couldn't hold back his unkind laughter.

This is obviously very impolite.

A fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged young lady came to you, but when you met her and said a few words, you started to smile badly.

Neuropathy?

Wei Canglan calmed down the messy thoughts in his heart, put on his indifferent demeanor of a master again, and said calmly:
"Qingmeng, I don't know what to look for me in the middle of the night?"

"Second seat..."

Fan Qingmeng lowered his eyelids, his bright eyes were full of stars, reflecting the Milky Way in the night sky, his voice was clear and soft like a woman, and he said:

"If Canglan is fine, would you like to walk with Qingmeng?"

"nature."

Why, it's late at night, pressing the road?
There is no road in this world.

Wait, at this point in time, shouldn't the dog system jump out and ask me if I want to accept her suggestion?
Maybe her advice wasn't that important?Will it affect the future of your life?Or is there no hidden danger?
Forget it, if there is no optional task, there will be no task, and it will save me trouble and energy.

Wei Canglan complained in his heart, but he still agreed.

The two of them took advantage of the faint radiance to walk on the road of the martial arts venue, passing through the attics of houses where various sects lived.

They kept going like this, and finally came to the Martial Arts Arena, where they found a clean place to sit near the stands where fierce fighting had taken place during the day.

Fan Qingmeng arranged the hem of the skirt so that it fit tightly on her body so as not to expose her naked body.

Although there is no one in the dark, and there is only Wei Canglan in front of him, girls still do some little habits inadvertently.

After she sat down, she put one arm on the bent knee under the skirt, and the other arm leaned on the lower cover with her elbow, her pointed chin was supported by the palm of her hand, and she looked softly into the distance.

Wei Canglan also sat down beside him, looking at this beauty out of the corner of his eye.

The sharp, well-adjusted chin, even under pressure from the palm of the hand, still maintains its original best appearance.

If in the previous life, a girl with such a thin and tender chin dared to make such a move, then what was waiting for her was to go to the hospital again.

Girls who have used knives dare not fiddle with their chins like this.

Wei Canglan sighed inwardly.

There are many places he likes in this world.

For example, a beautiful woman is real, not fake.

Even the female disciples of the Meihu Sect, who are so charming, don't appear to be pretentious.

"Second seat, what are you thinking?"

Fan Qingmeng noticed that Wei Canglan was in a daze, and asked curiously.

Hearing the sound, Wei Canglan came back to his senses, showing a vicissitudes of life smile that can fascinate an innocent girl, his eyes are full of stories, and his deep and magnetic voice said:

"I think of my hometown."

"Where is your hometown?"

This topic aroused Fan Qingmeng's strong interest.

She wanted to know about Wei Canglan's past and everything about him.

Ever since she witnessed Wei Canglan's demeanor this afternoon, she has confirmed in her heart that such a man is the one she has been looking for.

Appearance and temperament, warm and moist as jade.

The strength of his cultivation is unfathomable. He clearly cultivates the Tao, but he can display the supreme Buddha Dharma and summon the Dharma.

He is even more open and aboveboard, with righteousness in mind.

This point, she experienced in the battle in the afternoon.

At that time, when Wei Canglan was facing the tide-like swarm of insects, he could clearly slash that knife ahead of time.

But he did not move for a long time, waiting for those disciples to evacuate the martial arts arena and go to a safe area before he was willing to do it.

This alone is enough to explain his noble character.

How did Wei Canglan know that he was already extremely tall in the heart of the Internet celebrity lady.

At that time, he didn't pay much attention to those disciples at all, and he didn't make that slash because he wasn't sure if he could repel so many Gu worms.

He couldn't predict the power of that knife in advance, and he didn't have a clear understanding of his ability at all.

Therefore, everything is Fan Qingmeng's own imagination, and he has been immersed in it and cannot extricate himself.

In the evening, she even revealed her heart to the master, that beautiful woman.

Being a master is naturally very happy and agrees with both hands.

Hence, tonight, the scene where the two of them sat side by side came to be.

At this moment, of course Wei Canglan didn't know this, he continued to show off angrily, looked at the galaxy in the sky with deep eyes, and replied:

"My hometown is far, far away."

"how far?"

A woman in love is as sweet as maltose, and she won't get tired of saying unnutritious words to her beloved.

"far away."

Wei Canglan nodded. He felt like a literary youth who was free to write and write. After saying this, he raised his hand and pointed to the Milky Way above the nine heavens, showing a sour and helpless smile:
"Probably at the other end of this galaxy."

Fan Qingmeng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled like a flower, and gently covered his face with his slender hands:
"Cang Lan, you are really cute..."

But when she said it, she felt something was wrong and regretted it.

Because she noticed the emotion in Wei Canglan's eyes, it didn't look like she was joking.

That kind of emotion is like revealing a foreigner from a foreign land, full of worries about traveling.

One of the most painful things in this world is probably not being able to return home.

Wei Canglan deliberately pretended to be a poet far away from home.

But pretending to be, he really brought into the role, thinking of his home in his previous life.

Substituted.

replaced.

Some roles, Wei Canglan can play very similar, but can't fully understand the true meaning.

Like a master outside the world, he has been imitating, but not the essence.

But there are some roles that Wei Canglan doesn't need to play, because he already is.

He was originally a traveler in a foreign land.

Today is March [-]rd, and for Dayu, it is a happy time for the whole family.

During the day, young men and women go to the lake to play, and at night they return home and sit at the same table with their parents.

And he was alone.

Looking at the bright crescent moon, Wei Canglan suddenly became interested.

He stood up slowly, and muttered with his hands behind his back:
"Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season..."

After the words fell, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was a soft sob around him.

Wei Canglan turned around in astonishment, and found that Fan Qingmeng, who was sitting next to him, was already in tears.

Little sister, I didn't cry, why are you crying?