Beautiful teacher can not be deceived

When Shi Yan woke up, he was stunned for a moment. This is... crossing over again?

In a strange place, all the scenery is blurred: you can't see clearly, but the touch feels real.The mist filled the air, and the snowflakes fluttered and fell on him, but they didn't melt.

He raised his hand to pick up a white snowflake that fell on his face, put it to his nose, smelled the faint fragrance of pear blossoms, and realized that it was pear blossoms.

Is this worn on a half-blind man? !

Shi Yan got up and was groping forward when he suddenly heard Ling Ge calling himself from behind.

"Master!"

As soon as she turned around, Lingge was holding her wrist through her sleeve.Although he couldn't see his face very clearly, Shi Yan knew that he was looking at him with crooked eyes.

Shi Yan asked strangely, "Why are you here?"

Ling Ge held his wrist, shook it, and said: "Because the master is here."

Shi Yan looked around, but couldn't see anything clearly.He shook his head, closed his eyes and opened them again, but he still couldn't see anything clearly, his consciousness was even a little blurred and groggy.

He frowned and looked at the person in front of him: Why can he be accepted as an apprentice for two time travels?

Ling Ge seemed to be a little dissatisfied and tugged at his wrist: "Did Master miss me?"

Shi Yan: "..."

I don't want to answer this kind of question!

Ling Ge continued, "Otherwise, why would you dream of me?"

"Dream?"

Shi Yan touched the top of Lingge's head in surprise, this real feeling is not time travel but dreaming?

He took a closer look, and even the trunk could only be seen as a darker brown-black color, and the texture of the trunk could not be seen clearly.Thinking of it this way, my head sank, and I couldn't remember what I was doing the last moment.If it is a dream, the explanation is clear. The dreamer really does not know that he is dreaming.

"Did Master miss me?" Ling Ge asked again expectantly.

If he didn't answer, would he keep asking this question throughout the dream?

Shi Yan hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly gave a "hmm".

Lingge immediately smiled brightly, and then...

Master Boss is holding his hand in circles?This will never be reality!

It really was a dream!

Shi Yan only felt that being pulled by Lingge, his head became more dizzy, his footsteps were unsteady, and he tilted a bit.

Seeing that he didn't stand still, Lingge was not as attentive as usual, instead of helping him, he smiled, as if watching a play.This apprentice doesn't matter!

Shi Yan frowned at him.Finding that he was staring at him fixedly, he called "Master" obediently.

Let's keep it...

Shi Yan felt uneasy, wanted to wake up a bit, closed his eyes, and opened them again.Now he finally saw one thing clearly——Lingge's eyes.

A pair of Qiushui eyes are looking at him with affection.

Affectionate?

Is the word used here pretentious?

Shi Yan felt a little strange, and asked doubtfully, "Lingge?"

Ling Ge ignored him, still looked at Shi Yan with a smile on his face, and took a step closer to him.

Toe to toe, eye to eye.

The eyes are full of autumn water, with a smile full of affection, even the eyelashes can be clearly seen, long and slightly curly, which makes the eyes amazingly beautiful and soul-stirring.

"Master."

"Ok?"

Lingge moved a little closer: "What do you like most about me, Master?"

Shi Yan stared at him blankly for a while, then asked, "Eyes?"

"anything else?"

Shi Yan blinked his eyes, and only thought of one thing: this must be a day and night dream, but unexpectedly, the question came into a dream...

"anything else?"

Lingge asked tirelessly, as if he would not let go until he asked, so he asked a little closer.The face is constantly enlarged, and the skin is delicate and white, as if pinched...

"This face?"

When Shi Yan said these words, he realized that his hand was so fast that he stretched it out, and he really pinched it...

"If you pinch it, it belongs to the master."

Shi Yan didn't expect Linge to say such a sentence suddenly, he immediately retracted his hands and put them on the sides of his body.

Is it out of control?Or is it too much?

Then he watched Lingge's cheeks slowly turn red.The redness started from the pinched place, and quickly spread to the whole face, and the whole face was flushed.

He was a little embarrassing: "You are mine..."

Before Shi Yan finished speaking, he was startled, and swallowed the word "disciple" indistinctly, not daring to breathe out, for fear of spraying his own disciple's face in one breath.

This, this, this is too close!

Lingge lowered his head and smiled, and said: "Master likes my eyes, and Master also likes my face, then Master admits that he likes me!"

Why is Ling Ge in the dream so clever!

How could I be so stupid to follow what he said?Did he say he liked it?Obviously you can say "I don't like anywhere"!

Shi Yan hurriedly explained: "That's not what I mean. I've changed my past, and I've reformed myself in my bones. I will never let you be a stove again! You must believe me!"

"Really?" Lingge lowered her head, her smile disappeared, and she suddenly raised her eyes, "I don't believe it!"

Shi Yan was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and bumped into the pear tree behind him.

But the back was not attached to the trunk, but was blocked by a pair of hands.Lingge wrapped his arms around his chest to his back, and hugged him, and now the two of them were almost hugging each other chest to chest.

Shi Yan's mind was stuck, and he hurriedly explained: "You believe me, because I am not..."

He almost blurted out "I'm not Shi Yan", but suddenly remembered that this was a dream, why bother with him?Just wake up quickly and drive this aggressive and haunting "Ling Ge" away from the dream, wouldn't that be all right?

He hurriedly looked around, trying to find some flaws, and quickly woke up.But the surroundings are blurry, and the more I look at it, the more dizzy my mind becomes.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Linge snapped his head back.

Shi Yan moved his lips, he had already forgotten what he wanted to see just now, seeing Ling Ge's face, he said: "I... looking for you."

As soon as Shi Yan uttered these words, he finally saw Lingge's face clearly, it was not as plausible as before, but this time it seemed real.His attention was immediately attracted by Lingge.

Lingge is already this tall?How does he usually touch his head?The tip of this nose can touch his chin, and it can touch his mouth as soon as he raises his head...

Wait, isn't that too close?Is this a centimeter?Why is Lingge not afraid of being so close to him?

Suddenly, Lingge came up.

Dragonfly.

Shi Yan petrified on the spot!

Could it be that Lan Qianqiu has driven him crazy these days?Shi Yan hurriedly pushed that face away and asked, "Didn't you wear it?"

Lingge frowned slightly, took Shi Yan's hand away, and hooked his neck by the way.

Looking at Shi Yan with shallow eyes, the water is shining, like a pool of autumn water congealing in the bottom of the eyes, making people unable to move their eyes away.

He stretched out his hand to stroke Shi Yan's hair, as if smoothing the hair, touched the back of his head, and easily turned Shi Yan's head to his side.

"good……"

"Huh?" Shi Yan thought he heard it wrong, closed his eyes hard, and opened them again.

Lingge supported his waist with one hand, and pressed his head with the other.Carefully, the dragonfly sprinkled water on the corner of his mouth, again and again.

Shi Yan's drowsy head finally reacted slowly, and he stretched out his hand to push it. He obviously used a lot of strength, but he didn't push it away at all.The more he pushed, the closer Linge got to him, the tighter he was.Just when he gave up pushing, Linge suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Eyes filled with water are hazy and blurred.

With such eyes, one would drown in them just by looking at them, let alone being so close!

Lingge blinked, and finally squeezed his lower lip tightly...

Gentle and tender.

Soft and cool.

Be sober!

Shi Yan closed his eyes again...

Opening his eyes suddenly, he was still lying in Li Liaoyuan's room, it was not yet dawn.

Shi Yan supported the bed with one hand and sat up, with the other hand covering his eyes, he was in a daze for a moment: the dream just now seemed real, his vision was blurred, but it was so real that his scalp was numb and his head ached.

Shi Yan covered his face with his hands and sat for a while, then came back to his senses, got off the bed with bare feet, and walked towards Lingge.

Lingge slept on the floor, breathing steadily, not as embarrassed as herself.

He looked at Lingge condescendingly, and thought: Lan Qianqiu is gone, should the boss also invite back to the next room?He suddenly thought again: Come over and see what he is doing?

Then he walked back again, only took two steps, and just passed by the table, Lingge suddenly woke up, turned over, and sat up.His hair was a bit disheveled, but he was in good spirits, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Shi Yan paused, and said lightly: "I'm thirsty, drink some water, you can continue to sleep."

But Lingge got up, walked quickly to the table, lit up the light, and poured him a glass of water.

In the dim light, Lingge's lips looked bright red.

Shi Yan hurriedly lowered his head, watching him pour water for himself with a pair of knuckle hands.Shi Yan became more and more aware that Linge was different from before, his hands were already able to wrap around his own.

Ling Ge held the water to him, and asked cautiously: "Master, is it dreaming?"

Shi Yan held the tea and drank it slowly, and let out a "huh".

"Nightmare?"

Shi Yan lowered his eyes and said: "It's not a good dream."

The dim light was flickering, Lingge's face was also unpredictable, and his voice suddenly became cold: "How bad is it?"

Shi Yan drew his fingertips around the bottom of the cup before slowly opening his mouth and said, "I dreamed that we were fighting monsters and suddenly fell into a cave."

"and then?"

"No, wake up." Shi Yan took a sip of water, finally recovered, and smiled suddenly, "This is not a nightmare, nothing bad, it's just a dream, dreams are all reversed, maybe there is a good thing .”

Lingge lowered her eyes and said in an inaudible voice, "It's good that it's not a nightmare."