After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

Ling Yuexin said, it's over, it's over, his task is indeed not simple.

Now it depends on Song Song's attitude towards the femme fatale. If Song Song also has thoughts about his apprentice, it will be really difficult for him to conquer the mission.

The top priority now is to quickly find out how deep the relationship between Song Song and his apprentice is. He has read a lot of master articles and knows that master is a high-risk profession.

If Song Song had already been captured by the femme fatale, then he still had some tricks up his sleeve and packed up his bags and left as soon as possible.

He said with a look of envy, "I really envy the relationship between your master and disciple. This disciple should be very important to Song... Immortal Lord, right?"

As soon as he spoke quickly, he subconsciously said "Song Song". When he was about to leave his mouth, he changed the title abruptly.

068 expresses contempt: [Host, you are just a coward, why don’t you call me Song Song? Host, don’t be afraid. 】

[You know shit. ] Lingyue replied to 068, [We have just met. Song Song seems to be a cold and hard-to-approach type at first glance. If I were to be so intimate as soon as we met, it would be counterproductive and not conducive to our relationship. 】

It's definitely not because he's afraid of being pinched by someone again.

068 means that you have been taught, and you said oh in a vague way.

"It's not important." Song Huaiqing replied, "Just an ordinary disciple."

He felt that what he said was very appropriate and there was nothing wrong with it.

To him, Xiao Fangchi was indeed just his disciple. Even if he was ready to deceive his feelings now, it was true that he didn't like Xiao Fangchi, so it really wasn't important to him.

Xiao Fangchi seemed to be looking outside, but in fact he was always paying attention to the movements of the two people. He listened to the master's words and a smile spread on his lips. The wind blowing outside the window was sweet.

The master himself admitted that he was still his disciple.

As expected, Master is hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

Xiao Fangchi was in a good mood, and even the displeasure caused by Ling Yue disappeared without a trace.

Ling Yue didn't understand the relationship. Hearing what Song Huaiqing said, he felt slightly relieved. It seemed that Song Song didn't have any other unnecessary thoughts.

Fortunately.

"Oops, my head hurts so much." Lingyue put his hand on his forehead, with a look of pain on his face, looking a little pitiful, "Immortal Lord, you are going to Yunyou City. I am ill now, can you please trouble me? Take me with you?"

In fact, Ling Yue didn't say anything, Song Huaiqing also planned to find a reason to keep the person.

Originally, he planned to ask about the book as soon as the man woke up, but Xiao Fangchi was also on the carriage now, so it was really not a good time to talk.

So Song Huaiqing agreed happily: "Okay."

"Then Lingyue would like to thank the Immortal Lord."

Ling Yue bowed unskillfully and felt very happy.

Sure enough, his charm was great. Seeing such a deserted person, Song Song fell in love with him and was willing to take him, a stranger he had never met before, along with him.

This gave him a strong injection of strength into his strategy!

Ling Yue's confidence increased greatly.

……

During the rest of the trip, Xiao Fangchi's face basically smelled bad.

When facing the Master, he barely covered his face and acted quite well-behaved, which was not much different from usual.

But when facing Lingyue, it was completely different.

Including but not limited to, they did not take Lingyue with them when they ate, and there was no food or drink. Lingyue had to pay for it out of his own pocket, and Lingyue would be kicked out of the carriage while walking, so he could only drive with him. The subordinates stayed outside together.

It was already late autumn, with the faint shadow of winter, and the fire beast ran fast and steady. While the chariot was driving, the strong wind blowing in the air blew Ling Yue's face into disarray.

Lingyue silently shed painful tears in the face of the wind, gearing up in his heart. When he conquered Song and Song, Xiao Fangchi would have to call him master!

A small leak will sink a great ship.

When Xiao Fangchi kicked Lingyue down once again, Song Huaiqing couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you want to see him so much?"

"I just don't want to see him."

Xiao Fangchi was peeling the spirit fruit for him. Without any pause in his movements, he slowly peeled off the film on the outside of the fruit pulp and fed it into Song Huaiqing's mouth.

"Master, he is not a good person, you must not get too close to him."

He always had a vague feeling that this person named Ling Yue seemed to have other ideas about his master.

He is not a good person, and he does not have good intentions towards everyone, let alone this person who covets his master.

If the master hadn't allowed it, he would have executed the person long ago.

"Why do you think he is not a good person?"

Xiao Fangchi had already begun to peel off a spiritual fruit and spit out two words: "Intuition."

Song Huaiqing chewed the spiritual fruit and spoke a little unclearly. He had a rare opportunity to explain to Xiao Fangchi:

"No matter what, it's okay to make a small fuss. Don't touch him otherwise. I'm still useful."

He still needs to find a chance to find out what happened to the second book piercer. Before that, Ling Yue must be well.

He was not a kind-hearted person, so he turned a deaf ear to Xiao Fangchi's attempts to make things difficult for Ling Yue.

Now that he said this, he was just a little afraid that Xiao Fangchi would kill someone.

Xiao Fangchi raised his eyes, stared at him, and blinked:

"What use can he be, more useful than me?"

"I can serve Master in dressing, washing, and daily life. I can also warm Master's bed. I can satisfy Master whatever he wants. What use does Master want from him?"

While saying this, he put another spiritual fruit to Song Huaiqing's lips.

"Hmm." Song Huaiqing had not finished chewing the last one in her mouth, so she gritted her teeth to prevent the spirit fruit from entering her mouth smoothly.

Xiao Fangchi twisted the spirit fruit and pressed it against his teeth. The full juice of the spirit fruit instantly overflowed from his lips, passed through his chin, and dripped onto the golden nanmu floor of the chariot.

In an instant, the air was filled with a sweet and fruity aroma.

Sweet people panic.

Xiao Fangchi looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little hot.

Unexpectedly, his master didn't notice it yet, so he stretched out his soft red tongue and licked his lips, frowning slightly:

"Why are you feeding so much? I haven't even finished it yet. Now it's sticky, dirty, and not comfortable at all."

With that said, he raised his hand to wipe the juice from his chin.

Xiao Fangchi's Adam's apple rolled, and his hands were faster than his brain. Before the master's hand could touch it, he covered it with his fingertips.

"Master, forgive me, but I know I was wrong."

Xiao Fangchi's voice was a little hoarse, but unfortunately Song Huaiqing didn't notice it.

Because his attention was attracted by the movements of Xiao Fangchi's hands.

He thought Xiao Fangchi was going to wipe it for him, but it felt more like a touch. As if he was afraid of hurting him, his fingertips lightly and repeatedly brushed against his chin. Not only did he not wipe away the juice, but it also brought up the juice. An itch.

It itched and made him want to scratch it.

"what are you doing?"

Song Huaiqing wanted to swat his hand away, but his wrist was held by Xiao Fangchi's other hand.

Song Huaiqing didn't understand what Xiao Fangchi wanted to do.

Xiao Fangchi gently called: "Master."

"What?"

Only then did Song Huaiqing realize that his voice was a little hoarse and that something seemed wrong with this man at the moment, so he couldn't help but lean back a little.

Xiao Fangchi leaned forward and slowly approached, "Disciple accidentally made Master dirty. How does Master want to punish me?"

Song Huaiqing was pushed into the carriage and had no way to retreat.