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Chapter 11 Master, Disciples Warm Your Hands (9)

"Generally, it shouldn't be the master who greets the disciples. How come it's the other way around here?"

Xiaozhu raised her voice in surprise.

"Really?" Xing Yun pouted and muttered softly, "It's all the same, even if it's a small reward for Master in advance."

Small candle: "."

The two bedrooms are connected by a small corridor between them.

The doors inside the house are all arched doors, about two meters high, on which Xing Yun hung glazed bead curtains and wind chimes that her senior brother bought for her.

As soon as someone comes in, there will be an ethereal and crisp sound of jingle bells, which is very pleasant.

But Xiao Xingyun's height may not be able to reach even if she jumps.

As for how she got there?

Of course it is stepping on the table!
From the arched door, there was suddenly the light sound of bead curtains and wind chimes colliding, and a few knocks of joints lightly knocking on the wooden boards, accompanied by a pleasant and deep voice:

"Are you still awake?"

Xing Yun hurriedly jumped off the bed, and ran to the door:
"Master, what's the matter?"

Ji Yue was startled.

Seeing Xing Yun, who was as pink as a dumpling, rushing towards him like a rabbit, his figure was clearly reflected in his pupils like black crystals.

Ji Yue's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The last time he had this feeling was when he saw a pure white milk cat when he was young.

"It's nothing." Jiyue lowered her head slightly to look at the little apprentice, spread her left hand in front of the little girl, and said in a low voice, "Meeting ceremony."

The five fingers are slender with well-defined joints and unusually white, and a small and exquisite porcelain white medicine bottle is quietly lying on the wide palm.

Accompanied by a faint and pleasant fragrance, Xing Yun couldn't tell whether it was the smell of medicine or Master's body.

It should be on Master's body, after all, the porcelain bottle is sealed.

Xing Yun was stunned for a moment, then she shook her head and waved her hands in rejection:
"No, there's no need for master, the master has already given the disciples a lot of greeting gifts!"

With a red face, Xing Yun raised her little finger and pointed at the glass bead curtain and wind chime behind Jiyue, and pulled her nightgown embarrassingly, then whispered:

"Enough already!"

Jiyue withdrew her hand, and suddenly squatted down, her gaze was at the same level as that of the little girl, her light blue eyes were cold and tinged with a trace of seriousness:
"That's what your senior brother bought."

The implication is that that is not a gift from him.

Xing Yun was stunned, "Yes, but it was paid by Master."

Jiyue lowered her head, her eyes were hidden in the shadows, and a few strands of silver slipped down the lines of his warm and cool face.

Although Master didn't say anything, he looked very pitiful and seemed very disappointed.

"That, that, I just accept it, Master, don't be sad."

Xing Yun hesitated and reached out to hug her poor-looking master, wrapping her hands around Jiyue's neck.

Because of nervousness, the little girl didn't notice the moment when her master trembled slightly, and said in a soft voice:

"I will be a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of my life. Thank you Master for taking me in. I will work hard to repay Master one day!"

Jiyue was startled again when she heard this.

Originally, he was just thinking whether the meeting gift he gave the little apprentice didn't suit the little girl's wishes, and wondered if he should change it to something else.

But he didn't seem to have anything else to give as a meeting gift other than pills.

The faint milky fragrance of the little girl's body came from the tip of her nose, and Jiyue clearly realized that the little apprentice in front of her was just a pure, kind, childish little girl.

(End of this chapter)