Chapter 30 The Raging Cliff

Ling Luping woke up slowly, and in a daze, he saw the light-colored curtain above his head, which was a color he was familiar with. Turning his head slightly, he saw a pale blue figure in the distance, with long black hair that was windless and automatic, and the sound of the piano was slow. Come, everything is like a dream.

master.Ling Luping called softly in his heart, that elegant back, there was no one else but his master, coupled with the ethereal and ethereal sound of the piano, no matter how stupid Ling Luping was, he knew that it was his master.

However, due to the long period of lethargy, he was paralyzed and weak, and only saw a phantom in his eyes. He thought he was dreaming. In the dream, he saw the master he hadn't seen for a long time. His heart was sour, and tears fell down.

"Silly boy." A sigh appeared beside Ling Luping as the sound of the piano disappeared. Ling Yue gently helped Ling Luping sit up and leaned against him. His movements were gentle and careful, not afraid of causing pain. Ling Luping.

"Master." Ling Luping was embraced by Ling Yue, Ling Yue's gentleness, and the familiar cold fragrance hit the tip of his nose, his eyes warmed up, and he called softly.

This dream was so real that he even smelled the unique cold fragrance of the master. It was so good. He closed his eyes tightly, stepped back, leaned tightly on Ling Yue, and dared not move again, for fear This dream woke up suddenly, and I never saw the master again.

"Ping'er, I'm here as a teacher." Ling Yue raised her right hand and gently stroked Ling Luping's frowning brows. His fingertips were slightly cool, but Ling Luping was so excited that he opened his eyes instantly.

"Master, it's really you." Ling Luping was excited for a moment, turned around and hugged Ling Yue's slender waist, buried his head deeply in his arms, the tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped, "Master, master... ..."

He kept yelling, and the sound hit Ling Yue's ear, hurting in his heart.

"Ping'er, where else do you feel pain?" Ling Yue's voice was always clear, but with deep tenderness, it warmed Ling Luping's heart.

"No more, master, no more." Ling Luping felt that the master was really the best person in the world, and with the master by his side, everything was enough.

Ling Luping's arms increased their strength, and they hugged Ling Yue tightly, so tight that there was no gap between them.

"Ping'er, I was too hasty for my teacher." Ling Yue sighed lightly, patted Ling Luping's back lightly, and comforted Ling Luping. He knew that because of his haste, the child was frightened.

Not in the future, in the future he will definitely take it step by step and teach Ping'er slowly, he never lacks time.

"Master..." Ling Luping murmured, feeling at ease like never before. With a teacher like this, he would never ask for anything in this life.

"Yue, your apprentice..." Chong Ya pushed the door directly and entered, but what he saw was Ling Yue hugging Ling Luping's warm and harmonious picture. The sweet and warm atmosphere between them was so strong that it seemed that they could not melt into the third people.

His sudden intrusion couldn't break the warmth between the two of them. His heart suddenly stagnated, and he felt a little pain. He slowly turned his back, not wanting to see such a painful scene again, he looked up. Get up, want to leave.

"Chong Ya, what's the matter?"

However, Ling Yue's voice sounded at this moment, and she directly pulled back the foot he stepped out to stabilize her mind. Chong Ya turned around with a usual smile on her face.

"It's nothing special." The corner of Chong Ya's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around as usual, with his robe flying, he had already arrived at a table and chair in the house, sat down gently, and poured himself a cup of thin tea, " Didn’t I see you worrying about your apprentice’s heart this morning, so I happen to have some spirit stones here, which should be helpful to your apprentice.”

"That's it, I'll trouble you." Ling Yue smiled, gentle and elegant. The light blue robe was casually draped over her body, slightly loose, revealing her white butterfly bones and a faintly shining spirit stone. Hanging around his neck, it complements his slightly white skin. His long black and shiny hair is scattered behind his back, only half fixed by a white jade hairpin, and a few strands are scattered on his forehead, making him even more elegant.

Chong Ya's eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly retracted it, but his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

"Wufang, I will take good care of your apprentice." Chong Ya couldn't stop looking at Ling Yue's neck, the almost transparent white color made him boil uncontrollably.

Every cell in his body seems to be clamoring, he wants this person, he must want this person, this person can only belong to him!

It may be because his eyes are too hot, or it may be because his eyes are too hot. In short, Ling Luping turned his eyes slightly and saw Chong Ya looking at Ling Yue's naked eyes. Suddenly, there was a burst of unhappiness in his heart, and he stared slightly. That Chongya then tugged at Lingyue's sleeve.

"Master, I want to rest." Ling Luping's voice was soft and waxy, and he lay down slightly towards Ling Yue, half-closed his eyes and said coquettishly, "Master, will you accompany me, okay?"

Ling Yue, who had never refused Ling Luping's request, naturally would not refuse at this time, and under the psychological effect of wanting to make up, she obeyed even more.

"Chong Ya, my apprentice is tired and wants to rest, let's talk another day." Ling Yue directly ordered Chong Ya to chase away the guest, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his tone was indifferent and straightforward.

"Alright, then I'll leave first, and we'll talk about it another day." Chong Ya glanced at Ling Luping slightly, with boundless disgust in his heart, but in front of Ling Yue, he couldn't possibly and didn't dare to attack, he knew Ling Luping He is the person Ling Yue cares most about right now.

Therefore, he said goodbye to Ling Yue and left quickly. After returning to his Siyue Pavilion, Chong Ya raised his hand and slammed down the desk made of golden nanmu, and the desk fell down. , shattered into slag.

Little ghost, don't let me have a chance to take revenge, otherwise I will repay what happened today.Chong Ya's heart was churning with anger and resentment, and his whole person became cold and violent.

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