Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Didn't she know that besides Father, there was another address for her father, Abba?

The little girl is really pure and powerful.

Taking a deep look at Ronghuang, Shang Teng didn't make any trouble anymore, Okay, Master.

Rong Huang rubbed her hands together, and continued to change the subject, I'm going to Brahma Sect tomorrow, are you going?

Shang Teng's long and narrow eye tails twitched lightly, with a perplexed expression on his face, I want to go, but...

Rong Huang: Huh? But what?

Shang Teng rubbed his thin chin against Rong Huang's shoulder, But I don't know anything, I can't even protect myself, and I can't help Master.

Rong Huang originally thought it was a general matter, but Shang Teng was worried about it.

Rong Huang waved his hands indifferently, patted his chest and said, It's okay, I will protect you for the teacher!

What a big deal, Feng's illness was left to her for protection.

The young man's eyes swept across Rong Huang's slightly undulating chest, his eyes were darker, but his expression became softer, But what if the elders and senior brothers have opinions?

Any opinion? Rong Huang felt that Shang Teng was suffering from persecution paranoia, and quickly comforted him, They dare not, if they dare to say anything, I will beat them.

After Hu Yixuan and Ban Ning's tragic end, looking at the entire Holy Heaven Sect, who would dare to sing against her?

Feng Bingbing is such a cute little apprentice, of course he has to be protected from being stolen.

Something flashed in Shang Teng's eyes, he raised his lips, wrapped his long arms around, and hugged Rong Huang.

Rong Huang...Rong Huang immediately froze in place.

Rong Huang straightened her back subconsciously, and asked in a muffled voice, Why are you hugging me?

Because I like Master, so I want to hug Master. The tip of Shang Teng's nose lightly brushed Rong Huang's temple hair, with a hint of rubbing his ears together.

Before Rong Huang could speak, she heard Shang Teng say again, Master, when I succeed in cultivation, can I be your Taoist companion?

Dao... Dao Companion?

Rong Huang groaned, and said vaguely, We'll talk about it when you're better than me.

Shang Teng backed away sadly, lowering his eyelashes, Worse than Master? How old is that?

But I want to become a Taoist companion with Master right now, but I am not strong enough to protect Master, and I am not strong enough to become Master's Taoist companion.

Master, when I become stronger, you promise me, okay?

Rong Huang blinked, raised her hand to stroke Shang Teng's soft hair, with an old father's loving expression on her face, Okay, so you have to become a powerful duck quickly.

Shang Teng always felt that Rong Huang's attitude towards him would change from time to time.

Sometimes he could feel that Ronghuang regarded him as a real man, but sometimes that fatherly look in his eyes was really unlikable.

If it wasn't for fear of offending her, Shang Teng really wanted to kiss her to understand his identity.

Shang Teng licked his lower lip, caught off guard and pressed the back of Rong Huang's head, and kissed her between the eyebrows.

It's stamped, Master will be my man from now on. Shang Teng said cheerfully, and the tail behind him turned into a propeller.

After the kiss, Shang Teng sat back with a satiated heart book and continued to study the heart method.

Rong Huang was left alone holding his face with a dazed expression.

Is this king being kissed again?

I always feel something is wrong.

Rong Huang shook his head, but still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Sighing, Rong Huang put down a small piece of aromatherapy in his hand, and sat on the recliner at the door with his thin legs, lying down and basking in the sun.