Mad Master's Favorite Male Face

I can't figure it out, I can't see through it, and it's even more foggy.

Jing Lan and the others are students who have been with Hei Xuanlie for many years, and they are even confidantes.They think they still know a little bit about their teacher's temperament, and it is precisely because of this that they are even more puzzled.

What exactly is going on?Who is that man?They have been with the teacher for so many years, but they have never seen any friend of the teacher who can be so presumptuous in front of the teacher.

Not only is it presumptuous, it is simply unscrupulous, treating this place as his own home, these are secondary.

Because the key lies in the teacher, their teacher can tolerate the man's familiarity, no matter what the man does, the teacher just laughs it off, it's more like a disguised connivance.

omg...

Who has the teacher ever indulged?It should be said that when did the teacher have such a pampering friend, they followed the teacher every day, and they didn't know why.

Isn't it a bit weird...

Terrible!What is this old man doing again?That's something he can touch casually!Even though the teacher had unbelievable patience with him, they had no choice but to stop the matter in front of him.

Because they didn't want to be blown away by the teacher's anger before returning to the alliance.

"Mr. Feng, you can't touch this thing." Jing Lan stepped forward and stretched out her hand to stop Feng Wuyang from opening the painting box. It contains the teacher's most beloved paintings, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise it will be lost. head business.

"Young master, don't move. This is the teacher's property. The teacher ordered that no one should touch it." After Jing Lan finished speaking, she bent down and confronted Pan Diling with persuasive words.

"I am anyone! I am my uncle's most beloved nephew." Pan Diling started to open the painting box under Feng Wuyang's eyes. Uncle Feng wanted to see it, so he wanted to help.

"This..." Jing Lan raised her head and looked at Feng Wuyang, who seemed to be very contented. She always felt that the young master's persistent desire to see paintings had nothing to do with this man.

During this period of time, they could see that the young master of their family regarded this man as a relative, and he was very well-behaved in front of this man.

You must know that their precious young master is not a peaceful master. He has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, and he is a true genius. He was judged to be a peerless genius with superpowers when he was born.In the past, only the teacher could make the young master obedient.

Well now, there is one more man that they don't even know about.

Why is this thing so strange? Where did this crazy man come from? What kind of power does it have that can make both the teacher and the young master treat him differently? He can't figure it out.

"Shouldn't we just break the picture! As for being so nervous, kid, let's stop watching and tell my uncle a story." Feng Wuyang doesn't like to force people.

I suddenly wanted to see if it was because this thing was placed in such a blink of an eye, so I asked the kid to inquire about it, so it turned out that there was a painting in such a tight box.Just wanted to see it, to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached, they were stopped by someone.

"Anyone can ignore it, but you have to watch Wuyang." Just as Feng Wuyang pulled the little ghost and was about to leave, Hei Xuanlie's voice suddenly appeared.

"Then I won't watch it." Hearing Hei Xuanlie's voice, Feng Wuyang's heart suddenly skipped a beat, feeling that something was weird.

What do you mean I must see it, but he just doesn't want to read it, who knows if it is some kind of immoral painting, what if there is a erotic picture, his reputation as a good young man will be ruined.

But is there such a thing as erotic pictures in this era, Feng Wuyang's thoughts wandered again.

"It must be seen." Originally, there was still a little distance away, but in the blink of an eye, the man was already standing in front of Feng Wuyang.

"Don't watch." What's the matter, it's also compulsive.

"Must watch." The man's domineering temperament was slowly revealed.

"I don't want to watch it..." But Feng Wuyang is not a good person, so this is more difficult.