Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

"Fanchen, what are you doing?"

Looking at the man's outstretched hand, the female pope was a little puzzled.

Luo Fanchen then remembered that Hunwu Continent did not have a handshake ceremony like in his previous life, but he had already extended his hand, how could he return in vain.

He said seriously:

"In our village, this is called a handshake ceremony. People who truly approve of them will shake hands every time they meet."

"That's it." The female pope raised her crescent eyebrows and said, "Your village is very interesting."

There is no shyness of a young girl, but only the calmness of a mature woman, who extends her beautiful hand generously.

Luo Fanchen pulled his arm back slightly, holding only the five green fingers of the female pope.

The cold and soft touch makes people feel refreshed.

"Didn't you say shake hands? Why only hold your fingers?"

The female pope noticed this small detail and asked curiously.

There was a flash of embarrassment in the depths of her beautiful eyes. This was the first time in her life that she was willing to have physical contact with a man.

Luo Fanchen smiled heartily and said: "In our village, men don't hold a woman's hand fully, but half-shake it to show respect."

"It's really interesting." Di Weiyang raised the corners of her lips, feeling very novel.

The female pope's hand felt very comfortable, but Luo Fanchen was not greedy and quickly let go.

Mature Neptune is lustful, but not nasty.

When it's time to go in, you have to rush in even if your head is broken and bloody, but when the heat is low, you have to use a good sense of proportion to leave a good impression in the other party's mind.

Beside her, Bai Yingyue looked blank and her heart was racing.

The teacher is actually willing to let the senior brother hold hands? ?

Doesn’t the teacher exclude men?

what?

"Yingyue, what's wrong with you?"

Di Weiyang noticed from the corner of her eye that something seemed wrong with the female disciple.

Bai Yingyue breathed quickly and said: "Teacher...are you too hasty? Do you want to think about it again?"

Di Weiyang asked: "Shouldn't you be happy that you have a confidant for your teacher?"

You have gained a confidant, but I have lost a senior brother! ! !

pain.

It hurts too much.

Bai Yingyue felt uncomfortable and had tightness in her chest, but she didn't know how to refute, so she could only express blessings that didn't mean what she meant and forced a smile:

"Happy, I'm happy."

Di Weiyang was confused: "Then why are you crying?"

When Bai Yingyue heard this, she couldn't hold herself any longer, her eyes were red and tears were flowing.

"Woooo."

"It's okay, teacher, I'm so happy for you."

"Puch!"

A burst of laughter suddenly came out. The female pope and the saint looked over at the same time and saw Luo Fanchen covering his mouth and trying to control it.

Bai Yingyue's pear blossom hummed sweetly: "Brother, you are so compassionate. My sister is crying like this, why don't you try to comfort her?"

"Aren't you crying with joy? Why do you need coaxing?"

"Kuku."

Luo Fanchen covered his mouth, but laughter still came out. Bai Yingyue was so angry that she stopped crying and clenched her teeth bitterly.

How come this stinky man, stinky senior brother, doesn’t understand the little woman’s thoughts at all.

Di Weiyang said sternly: "Yingyue, you can no longer call me Senior Brother. He is the same as the teacher. You should call him Senior Uncle or Uncle."

"uncle?"

Bai Yingyue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, dumbfounded, and felt bad all over.

The female pope even lasted a last-ditch attack?

Hahaha.

Killing me.

Luo Fanchen didn't know whether the female pope was deliberately evil or if she really didn't realize what the problem was.

He had already begun to pay attention to Bai Yingyue's expression and guessed the girl's thoughts very closely. Of course he knew why she was crying.

"Kukuku—"

"You're still laughing!" Bai Yingyue pouted and stomped her feet angrily, her beautiful white python legs in black boots shaking.

"Feel sorry."

"I'm a professional, unless I can't help it."

Under the bright moonlight, Luo Fanchen walked over on green weeds and reached out to pat Bai Yingyue's shoulder.

"Junior sister."

"Your little red lips are almost grinning at this soul beast oasis. How can you call it happiness? Don't lie to yourself."

Bai Yingyue's pretty face trembled slightly, but she quickly covered it up and denied it: "You are talking nonsense, what did I lie to myself about?"

Luo Fanchen raised the corners of his mouth and joked:

"Okay, don't be so harsh. I'm afraid you are reluctant to lose this cheap senior brother like me."

"You're shameless, who cares about you!" Bai Yingyue groaned in her heart, this girl has no face, anyone who admits it is a dog.

"Oh, that's it." Luo Fanchen said with a smile: "If you are willing to let it go, shouldn't you change your name to Master Uncle now?"

"You're dreaming!" Bai Yingyue was trembling with anger.

"Look..." Luo Fanchen clicked his tongue and said, "I haven't said anything yet, but you're already impatient. You must be impatient."

Bai Yingyue looked at the handsome senior brother's mean look, her silver teeth clenched, and she raised her fist to hit her eyes.

"hiss--"

"Murder my senior brother!"

Luo Fanchen jumped away sideways and continued teasing: "Junior sister, don't be sad. From now on we can talk about our own affairs. I will call you Junior Sister and you will call me Uncle."

"Ah! I'm fighting with you."

Under the moonlight in the forest, the beautiful saint rushed over with her teeth and claws.

"Yingyue, don't be rude to your uncle."

The cold voice of the female pope came, and Bai Yingyue's forward attack stopped suddenly, which made her even more heartbroken.

Luo Fanchen shook his head.

"Let's stop fighting, junior sister. The relationship between Master and I will not affect our relationship. Each of us can discuss it separately."

"Huh! Who are you? I don't know you." Bai Yingyue crossed her arms, turned her nose up and turned away, but the corners of her mouth could not help but rise.

The disappointment and tension in my heart that my little baby was about to be snatched away were all gone.

Luo Fanchen smiled and said nothing.

Good at mobilizing the goddess's emotions, making the other person's emotions fluctuate and fall into your rhythm.

This is actually what women often say about having "feelings" for people but not having "feelings" for them.

The kind of flattery that Yang Wei and Li Hongpeng blindly lower the bottom line cannot bring this special feeling to women.

He had just finished holding the female Pope Master, and turned around to flirt with the Holy Female Junior Sister. He must be considered the number one person in the Soul Martial Continent, right?

Luo Fanchen looked at Di Weiyang and had two things in mind that he wanted to ask. He was speechless when he was about to speak. For a moment, he really didn't know what to call him a new name.

The female pope had such vision and thought, she said directly:

"Fan Chen, just call me Wei Yang from now on."

"Although you and I are not called masters and disciples now, we are actually masters and disciples. You are gifted, and I will teach you everything I have."