Mother's Chosen Master

Jing Tong squatted in front of Nangong Ting, skillfully applied medicine to her, stared at the master's hair, Nangong Ting admitted that she was useless, and after a while she had the urge to cry again, she ran here desperately for her, Fang felt sad when they met, because she thought that she left without saying goodbye and left herself like this. Even if she was a master, she couldn't simply forgive her.

But... now I just want to hug her well.

It's abominable. When you see her after clearly thinking about it, you must not ignore her easily, and let her understand that she is wrong.

Gently blowing on the wound, Jingtong sighed and murmured: "Why did you get hurt like this?"

Well, the line of defense that had been built so hard collapsed in an instant, Nangong Tingting surrendered, and after hearing the compassionate words from her master, she disarmed and surrendered, and Jingtong, her master, probably would never be able to fight against it , Resigning his head to Jingtong's shoulder, he put half of his weight on it.

Putting down the medicine bottle, Jingtong opened her arms and tightly encircled the person in front of her. The two kept hugging each other quietly, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Don't go."

Realizing that the person in her arms wanted to get up, a certain guy domineeringly circled her with his hands and feet, and patted her helplessly. Jing Tong persuaded, "If you don't want to leave, let go first."

"I do not want."

"It's really important, don't delay."

"I do not believe."

This is what to do, someone played childish temper, Jingtong didn't know what to do, after all, she broke her heart first, maybe an apology would be useful.This child eats soft but not hard, so after a few words of coaxing, his anger should disappear.

"Okay, Sui'er, master made a mistake, he shouldn't have left you alone without saying a word."

"Hmph, then will you still do this in the future?"

Counting it, this kind of thing happened several times, but this time it was so serious that he didn't even tell her.

Didn't hear the desired response, Nangong Ting was in a hurry, "Why don't you speak up, maybe you still want to leave me behind, Jingtong, let me tell you, if you still think of me as an excuse, leave me alone Next, I... I just... I..."

"What do you want?"

Her eyes were red with anxiety, the way she slapped her mouth was really interesting, Jing Tong looked at her and smiled unkindly.

"Don't laugh."

Someone in a hurry "bites" the other person's mouth with one mouthful.

bang... bang... bang...

It was the heartbeat of the two people beating faster and faster.

When the two lips parted, there was a popping sound, which made people shy, but someone lowered his head but couldn't help but glance at the master's face from time to time.

"I have something to tell Qiumo."

She left the "scene of the crime" as if fleeing, Nangong Tingting didn't get entangled anymore, she was also extremely shy, just now she accidentally kissed the master's mouth in excitement, someone's face recollected it, Hmm... Master's lips are sweeter than sugar painting, hee hee~

Smiling and laughing, she became pessimistic again. She was worried that the master would see her thoughts, but she also reminded Nangong Tingting that she really should find a suitable time to express her heart to her beloved master. There is a rippling smile, how can it not make people daydream, one day, I am fortunate to have a heart-to-heart connection with the master, and the two of them walk in front of others openly, doing what they want to do, that is really very happy.

But what if she rejects him?

"Ahhh!"

Worrying about gains and losses, grab the hair first and mess it up.

The cold wind blew for a while, as if blowing away the heat in her heart, Jingtong pursed her lower lip, really, she should be pushed away.

"Master, it's so late, why are you here?"

"To bother you."

Qiu Mo shook her head. Recently, she has been obsessed with researching hidden weapons, pondering day and night till late at night.

"I came to you because of the corpses in the back mountain. Tomorrow, deal with it, cremation."

Qiu Mo was stunned for a moment, cremation?Also, like this, there will be no troubles in the future. After death, people are just a pile of carrion, and what is buried in the ground is just a living person's words, "Okay, master, don't worry, I will take care of it."

"It's just that you haven't been able to make a decision before?"

"Well, Zi'er is back, and she brought back Xiaoshi by chance."

"Oh? Well, it seems that she is really your lucky star, master."

She didn't object to Qiu Mo's statement, Jing Tong felt that it was a blessing to meet Nangong Tingting in her heart, and said a few words, leaving Qiu Mo's place, some guy might still stay in her room.

Unsurprisingly, after returning to the room, she heard the sound of even breathing from the bedroom. Listening carefully, her breath was a little heavy. I imagined how tired she was in order to rush back to Mo Yunxuan, and her clothes and shoes were all worn out. She didn't take it off, just got into her bed like this, it's really good to let her say something!

After doing all this for her, Jingtong thought that since the bed was occupied by someone, she would have to go to the Buddhist hall to meditate for one night.

"do not go."

"Uh...uh...master..."

The wrist was held by a strong force, and the murmur sounded a little crying, and Jingtong's heart softened after a few strokes, without thinking too much, she lay down on the gap beside someone.

I can't see the moon tonight, and the bedroom is immediately dark, so I can't see the smirk on someone's face.

Sticking to Jingtong's body like an octopus, her limbs coiled around her vigorously. Whenever the person under her wanted to struggle, someone would use the injured arm to suppress her badly, and would cry and cry out in pain.

"Nangong Yunting, did you not sleep at all?"

Hey, only a fool will respond!

It is certain that a certain person will definitely not speak, and Jing Tong is not easy to provoke, so she twisted her waist and pinched her weakness, not afraid that she would not make a sound.

"Oh, it hurts, let go, hurry up..."

"Get off me, or I won't let go."

If you don't give her some flair, someone will kick her nose in the face. Unfortunately, Jing Tong still underestimated the thickness of someone's skin.

"Hmph, I won't... hiss..."

"No... ouch, hiss... If you pinch me again, I'll kiss you."

After she finished speaking, Jingtong quickly sensed someone's breath, and she was afraid of her, so she let go and held someone's head, "Don't do any more nonsense."

"Oh."

Obediently lay back in the arms of the master.

Zhao Lan had no one to chat with him since the little girl was gone. It was empty and lonely. The girl left in a hurry and didn't have time to bring the two puppets. It was because of his kindness that he didn't forget to help her reprocess. I'm pregnant, I'm so happy.

No, he also had to have some fun. It was a rare time that he didn't stay in his wooden hut and went to walk around the mansion. His bad talk made people upset, so he was blasted to the sword casting room.

"Let me tell you, I thought I must have smelled this smell before."

I have said this no less than twenty times, but whenever I ask him where he smelled it, he will just say don't worry, wait a minute, let me think about it.

This old boy is very annoying when he is idle, "You'd better go back and tinker with your wood, don't damage my drawings."

"Old Zuo, oh, don't move around."

"My place, I can't touch you yet."

After speaking, he took off the drawing on his face, folded it and put it back in place.

"Wait a minute, I remembered, the unique smell on this paper comes from the Spiritual Void Conception of the ancient capital of Pingyao."

Spiritual view?

"I said earlier that Daoist Fuchen is not easy!"

Lan Zirui argued with Nan Gongzheng in the early years that Yan Mojiao's leader An Yu was brought up by him alone, but after something happened, he pushed it all away, saying that he was devoted to Taoism and never had evil thoughts, forgive her for being hard to believe .

"Zi Rui's words are a husband, but I have to say a few more words as a Taoist priest. Taoist Fuchen has a high level of martial arts. I am afraid that only my master can fight with him in today's martial arts. It is a pity that his old man has gone west. He is He is a martial idiot, at most he is obsessed with martial arts, he can't do things that hurt nature and reason, if he is a bad guy, how can there be such peace now."

"It's peaceful now?" Lan Zirui asked back.

He said he couldn't speak for his wife, but Nangongzheng still firmly believed in his own opinion, "You said, he broke his own legs to show his innocence because of Anyu, and also to atone for his apprentice. As a husband, I still believe those things are not related to him Nothing to do."

"Oh, back then, Anyu's demonic words confuse people and people, and he easily snatched away many of the highest martial art secrets in the martial arts world, but he himself is by no means a top expert. Where did he want these?"

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants. Well, Ma'am, I have done nothing wrong for my husband. Why did we quarrel? It has been several months. We have to cherish the day when we can still get together today."

He patted him reproachfully, saying what are you doing so scary.

"Ah Ping really has something to do with Duan Yifan."

"Oh." Nangong was sighing, Lan Zirui rubbed his temples for him, "Have a headache?"

"It's okay, the ancient capital is not far from Qi'an, I hope my father can persuade him to turn around."

"Ah."

Lan Zirui said a few words of comfort, reassuring him that she is at home.

After sleeping soundly and waking up refreshed, Nangong Tingting stretched comfortably, Jingtong sat up quickly when she heard the movement, the two of them let loose their hair, and looked at each other gently for a while. other side.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to Yujia Village."

"I also need to go."

"it is good."

Going to Yujia Village is just to ask some questions, so there shouldn't be any danger.

"are you hungry?"

Nangong Tingting touched his stomach, it was empty, he missed the fat aunt's steamed stuffed bun, his saliva was about to fall out, "I'll go to the cafeteria to get breakfast."

Jumped out of bed, got dressed, went to the room, and flew away.

The movements were combined in one go, Jing Tong smiled, got up and got dressed, and after a while, someone came back.

light work has improved

"Come and eat, master."

"You came back quickly, didn't you have a chat with Aunt Fat?"

"I'm back, we have plenty of time to chat, but I can't starve my master!"

At any time, the master is the most important thing, and the master should always be put first.

"Stupid, have you washed yet?"

Starved to death, no one cared about it, stared at by the master's beautiful eyes, a certain person had no choice but to put down the half-eaten bun, and ran out to wash his mouth and face.

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