Mother's Chosen Master

A few days after the injury, Xiao Ou's room was filled with flowers and fresh fruits. There were different groups of people who came to visit her in the morning, noon and evening, and the small room was very lively.Since she was injured, she didn't need to do morning exercises or work, but just lay in bed every day to enjoy other people's care, and there were good food and drink to serve her, Xiao Ou felt very happy!The injured foot was pressed on the pillow, and the back was leaning on the cushion. She took a sip of the bone soup that the fat aunt specially made for her. She will always think of herself first when it is delicious.She couldn't stop taking one bite at a time, and didn't even notice that Jingtong walked into her room.

Until Jingtong sat by the bed and asked about her foot injury.

"Master!" A mouthful of soup almost spewed out, why is she over here when she is free?It was not a big deal for Xiao Ou to hurt her foot, and Yu Zhu didn't report it to Jing Tong, but there were too many people who came to see her in the past few days, and now there is no one in Mo Yunxuan who didn't know that her foot was caught by a trap thing.

"Why are you here? Well, do you want an apple? It's so sweet!"

Jingtong shook her head slightly, "I don't want to eat, let's put it down. What's the matter with you!" While speaking, his eyes moved to Xiaoou's exaggeratedly wrapped right foot.

"It's all right, no more bleeding and no inflammation, just rest for a few days and the scar will be healed." The master asked and answered truthfully.

"How did you get caught in the animal trap for no reason?" Jing Tong asked Yu Zhu to ask before she came to Xiao Ou's place. She didn't explain, and her words seemed to blame Nan Gong Ting Ting. Jing Tong immediately thought of that night with Xiao Ou. The little guy was in a low mood when she was eating, and there was some misunderstanding in it.

Jing Tong is beautiful, but when she is not smiling, it is like frost from the sky. Xiao Ou is afraid of Senior Sister Yuzhu when she is serious, but the master is a hundred times more terrifying than Senior Sister Yuzhu. One look at the face of the master, she will do everything.In fact, if Nangong Tingting hadn't spoken first that day, Xiaoou would have told Yuzhu the truth in the end with his temper.

After listening to her narration, Jingtong smiled, "I don't think it's a big deal! You, next time you have a fight with your son, you should be careful. Master doesn't want to hear that you are trapped here by a trap Kind of ridiculous."

"No way!" Xiao Ou lowered her head, she also felt very ashamed, Jing Tong reached out to touch it, it seemed that Nangong Ting's head was rounder.

Hey, there is a scene of a master-student relationship. After morning exercise, I wanted to go back to my room to change clothes and prepare for lunch. I passed by Xiaoou's residence and walked in to take a look. Nangong Tingting came in and saw Jingtong smiling and stroking Xiaoou tenderly. head, just leave so quietly?No, isn't this Nangong Ting's style, seeing her spread her legs and sit heavily between the two of them.Hands parallel, snoring at her little senior sister's head casually, "How is senior sister?"

"Ah, what are you doing, my hair is all messed up!"

Xiao Ou was so angry that he slapped off someone's restless paw and straightened his hair.Nangong Yunting felt that the anger in her heart had dropped a little, and turned her head to pretend that she didn't see her master just now, "Master, are you there?" With a seamless expression, Jingtong almost believed that the man had never seen her like this before. The living man sat on the edge of the bed.He raised an arm and dragged the man out.

A certain person was taken out and slipped out, her eyes widened, and her thoughts were spinning quickly. She has been very quiet these days and did nothing wrong, right?But why is the master's expression so intriguing?

A slap on the top of Nangong Ting's head was neither light nor heavy, "What bad things are you thinking?" Jing Tong's voice was still cold, and her hands were pressed on Nangong Ting's head, making her unable to move.

Shaking her head and rubbing against Jingtong's palm, Nangong Tingting raised her eyebrows and said, "Aside from thinking about Master, how can Sui'er think about other things."

"It seems that the problem of being glib is still there!" Jing Tong grabbed Nangong Suing's hair and put her hand down.A certain person was not convinced, and covered his heart with his hands, "What a glib tongue, speak from the heart."

"The problem of tweaking has not been changed."

"Oh, master..."

The little guy got into a temper tantrum, patted her, avoided, patted her, and avoided again, Jingtong was not annoyed, and stopped making trouble with her, "Xiao Ou's matter, you did a good job. Come to me earlier today, I want to see if you have practiced your inner strength and mental method well."

Lightly tiptoeing, she floated up to the eaves, Nangong Tingting watched Jingtong's leaving back.

People with high kung fu don't like to walk well, Nangong Ting returned to Xiaoou's residence with a smile.As the saying goes, send the Buddha to the west and save people to the end. She was originally to see how Xiaoou was recovering.

"Why are you here again?" Xiao Ou glanced behind Nangong Ting, luckily the master didn't come again.

Nangong Yunting was unrestrained, sat on the bed, looked at the bandage on Xiaoou's feet with distaste, and started to untie it, "Well, the recovery is okay. Hey, but what is your piece? The graphics are a bit special! "Nangong Tingting came closer to look curiously, "Oh!" Xiao Ou picked up the quilt and covered it, "What are you looking at, I haven't seen a birthmark."

"It's not a birthmark. It looks like..." As he said that, he was about to lift the quilt, but Xiao Ou slapped him, "What's so interesting!"

"Okay, I won't move you." Nangong Tingting sat down obediently with his hand in hand.

Seeing that Xiao Ou's face has turned round after a few days of cultivation, he must have eaten nourishing food, and joked, "Senior Sister Xiao Ou looks very moist, what good food are you eating?"

Xiao Ou rolled his eyes, "I'm not stingy, I count it all for you, see what you like here, just take it away."

"Since the senior sister has opened her mouth, I will not be polite to you."

Nangong Tingting smelled it, and the gluttons were almost hooked out. She came to see Xiao Ou, and found a lot of delicious food, it was worth the trip.

In the afternoon, without Xiao Ou by his side, Nangong Ting had no distractions and nimble hands and feet. He quickly picked a basket full of fruits, finished his own work, and helped others.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Xiao Mo."

"It's just easy. Come, help." Several people put baskets of fruit on the cart together, and Nangong Suing was in a happy mood: "Let's go back!"

Thinking of Jingtong asking her to go earlier, she unloaded the fruit and washed her face briefly, Nangong Ting happily ran to find the master.

"Master, I'm here."

"Take off your shoes, come in." Jingtong's voice came from the inner room, "Oh!" Nangong Tingting responded in a low voice, took off his shoes and walked in.Seeing Jingtong writing, Nangong Tingting leaned over lightly.I couldn't fully understand the content, it should be Buddhist scriptures, and after reading a few sentences silently, Nangong Suting's thoughts drifted away again.

"You're in a daze again." Jingtong picked up a pen and tapped Nangong Shu, she put her head in her hands, "Master, Shu'er's head is not a wooden fish."

Jing Tong didn't pay any attention to that person, and focused on writing. Nangong Tingting didn't dare to be distracted this time, staring at the writing on the white paper, praising her master's writing in her heart.

"Would you like to try?"

"Me? Farewell, my handwriting is not as good as yours, master." Jingtong has already pulled her in front of her, and holds her hand, "Let's go together."

His heart was beating wildly, and his nose was full of the breath of the master. Nangong Tingting felt a sense of dizziness. At this time, Jingtong's voice came from beside his ear again, "Don't be nervous, relax your shoulders, you hold your hand too tightly. Tight."

"Oh oh oh oh."

Nangong Tingting didn't even know how he finished writing this article.

"Why are you sweating so much?"

"The house...it's hot in the house." Nangong Tingting didn't dare to look at Jingtong directly.

Jingtong thought that Nangong Tingting had been in Moyunxuan for more than a month, and now she happened to have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so she ordered her to write a letter from home so that her family could feel at ease, and if she couldn't write well, she would not be able to eat.The hot feeling in his body gradually dissipated, and he was full of fatigue lying on the desk, Nangong Tingting had no choice but to admit that he had no ink inside, and couldn't write a few words even after racking his brains.She was not bad at drawing, and she simply drew her own villain in the blank space, and the person was laughing.

"Have you finished writing? The dishes are getting cold." Jing Tong urged outside.

"En! It's done." Nangong Tingting blew on it, and when the ink was dry, he folded it up and stuffed it into the envelope.I hope this family letter will not scare the elders in the family. There are a few sentences in it that are quite distracting. Her parents probably won't believe that it was written by her.As soon as the emotions were aroused, I really missed them a little, and my eyes turned red as soon as I said it, and I couldn't control it at all.

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