Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

Wang Zi was silent for a moment.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I don't like her?"

"No..." Wu Yang was about to shake his head but stopped himself.

He scratched his nose and asked curiously, "Then why don't you like Senior Sister Tingyun anymore, Senior Brother?"

The handsome young man in front of him crossed his arms and said calmly:

"Don't tell you."

Wu Yang: If I had known this, I wouldn’t have asked...

He laughed dryly a few times, "In that case, Junior Brother, I'm sorry to say too much, hahaha."

Seeing Wang Zi nod and was about to leave, Wu Yang once again spoke to stop him: "Brother, please wait a moment!"

Wang Zi tilted his head: "What else?"

Wu Yang blinked his eyes with a hint of pity:

"Are you really not going to like Senior Sister Tingyun anymore?"

Wang Zi shook his head: "I don't like it."

Wu Yang: "You won't ask Xiao Liu and I to deliver letters again, right?"

Wang Zi: “No.”

Wu Yang: "You won't break into Yuxiu Peak at night again, will you?"

Wang Zi: “No.”

Wu Yang: "You won't ask us to go to the herb valley to pick flowers again, right?"

Wang Zi: “No.”

Wu Yang was so happy that he shed tears and patted his chest:

"Brother, from now on I will be your most loyal dog! If you tell me to go west, I won't dare to go east! If you tell me to go north, I won't dare to go south! I will go wherever you point me! I will come whenever you call me!"

His immature face looks much younger than Leng Bushian, and is at the age when his blood is boiling.

Wang Zi reached out and patted his shoulder with a serious expression:

"I don't need a dog, go lick someone else."

Wu Yang's face turned red, and he explained with a thick neck and stammered:

"No... Brother, that's not what I meant. I, I'm not a dog... I'm just... I'm just that... uh..."

The words "I understand" were written on Wang Zi's young and handsome face. He nodded and turned to the disciples who were watching the fun:

"Stop looking and continue training."

……

By the time the supervised training was finished, it was already lunch time.

Wang Zi went to the cafeteria of Lingqing Peak according to his memory.

On the way, relying on his status as the chief disciple and his cold and handsome face, he successfully dissuaded all those who wanted to say hello to him.

But Wuyang is an exception.

He came running over, jumping and skipping, holding a little boy of about the same age in his arms, who was the Xiaoliu mentioned many times this morning.

"Brother!!!"

His loud, clear voice could be heard from a long distance away.

"Brother! Wait for Xiaoliu and I!!"

The two men waved as they ran, and their impetuous posture made the disciples on the road retreat hastily for fear of being hit.

There was also a small discussion coming from the side.

"Senior Brother Wuyang is still so lively."

"Yes, Senior Brother Wuyang and Senior Brother Bumian have a very good relationship. I can always see them eating together."

"There is also Sixth Senior Brother Yan Ting! Although he is not very big, I heard he is very good at fighting. He also stays with Senior Brother Wu Yang and Senior Brother Bu Mian all day long."

"I'm so envious... I also want to play with Senior Brother Bu Mian..."

"Then do you dare to go up and say hello?"

"Uh... forget it then..."

……

"Brother!"

Wu Yang pulled Yan Ting to Wang Zi, looking like he was waiting for orders.

"Good afternoon, senior brother..." Yan Ting spoke gently.

Wang Zi looked at the young boy whom he met for the first time. He saw that he was indeed not as tall as himself and Wu Yang, and was even a little thin, but his cultivation had already reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Another genius.

"Brother, did you see that?" Wu Yang put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Our Xiaoliu is really doing well! He has broken through to the middle stage of foundation building!"

He stretched out his hand and slapped Yan Ting's back, making Yan Ting's thin body shake.

Yan Ting frowned, but kept smiling at Wang Zi, and said in a weak voice:

"Yes, Brother, I just had a breakthrough the night before, so I can help you with more work in the future."

"Hey!" Wu Yang immediately shouted to Yan Ting: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Senior Brother no longer likes Senior Sister Ting Yun. We don't have to send letters or gifts to each other anymore!"

Yan Ting was slightly stunned, and said slowly: "Yes..."

This little genius's brain seems to be a little off.

Wang Zi sighed and continued to move forward, saying:

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Wu Yang and Yan Ting hurriedly trotted to catch up, saying in unison: "No, brother."

Wang Zi nodded.

"Let's eat together."