Missing for a year and looking for a year.

Wen churan never thought that he would come back one day.

Suddenly appeared in front of me.

It makes her feel too unreal.

Wen churan is happy and suspicious. He is going to ask about the specific situation "third brother, how do you..."

Before he finished, he saw the man suddenly open his lips.

"Master."

A soft call.

Wen churan only felt a shock and suddenly stopped.

"Third brother... What did you call me just now?"

She actually heard the man's voice, but she couldn't believe her ears.

Master?

The third brother called her master?

Wen churan's head was suddenly confused. At the same time, he also had a bad hunch in his heart.

Master

In Bai Youning's story, there have been too many times.

Sheng Ziyuan didn't answer. He began to approach her and walked in front of her. Suddenly, his long arm stretched out and pulled her into his arms.

Her bony fingers stirred up her chin, and the man's thin lips stirred up. The smile was evil and full of arrogance.

Then, a deep and clear voice sounded in my ears.

"Master... Haven't you seen me for tens of thousands of years, don't you know me?"

Wen churan looked up at the man's eyes like a cold pool, as if his soul had been bewitched and fell into it.

Unconsciously, she called out "Jinglan?"

Tens of thousands of years ago——

It's night in Shu mountain. Zhen Xi sits in the bedroom with lights like beans, and the red glow on his cheeks can't dissipate.

She reached out and patted. It was a little hot. She couldn't help thinking of what Jinglan said to her during the day.

"If this memory beast eats my memory, master, guess what it will look like and do?"

"It will come and tell Shifu that disciples like you... They are crazy about you..."

Like crazy?

She thought he should be really crazy, otherwise how could she say such bastard words to Shifu!

The love between teachers and disciples is sacred and inviolable. How can it be equated with the love between men and women?

He has been away for five years and has made great progress in his spiritual power, but he has also learned a bad habit.

Since she is a teacher, she must pull him back on the right path.

Just calm down for one night and talk to him tomorrow.

Zhen Xi thought so, but she didn't know whether to calm him or herself.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze blew through the man's ink robe, and his voice was deeper than the night.

"What's important?"

The forsythia standing opposite is lowering her head, stirring her sleeves with her fingers, so shy that she refuses to speak.

Until Jinglan was a little impatient, she seemed to summon up great courage and shouted in a bold tone, "senior brother Jinglan, i... I like you!"

After shouting, she became more nervous and buried her head deeply. Fortunately, it was at night.

Otherwise, her face, which was so red that it would drop bleeding water, would be exposed.

But after waiting for a long time, she couldn't wait for any response.

Boldly, he quietly looked up and saw that the man's expression exposed to the moonlight had not changed at all.

Forsythia suddenly panicked. She had to leave the girl's reserve and asked, "elder martial brother Jing... Did you not hear what I just said? If I don't hear clearly, I can... "

"No." The man interrupted her, his voice colder than the moon. "I can hear you. You like me."

"Yes." Forsythia gave a coquettish and angry voice, pounding her head. There was eagerness and expectation in her smart eyes.