"Don't tell me, listen to me first"

with that, Luo Yurou took a deep breath and tried to calm down her mind.

Luo Yurou calmed down, and then continued to whisper.

"I know, Xiaofan, you love Zhao Yinger deeply, and I don't want to be the third party to force you and her apart."

"But I only ask you to promise me one thing. If you don't, I will die in front of you at once."

"From now on, I will never give you any more trouble."

After so many years of friendship with classmates, what Zhang Xiaofan knows better than anyone else is that the girl in front of her seems to have a lot of amorous feelings of Jiangnan women, but her character is as fierce as fire. She can say what she says and what she does.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's face also can't help but smile, way.

"Tell me, what is it?"

Luo Yurou fixed her eyes on Zhang Xiaofan and whispered, "I know that you are not an ordinary person, but a famous Wutian devil. Zhang Wutian, can you promise me to accept me as a disciple?"

See Luo Yurou put forward to let himself accept her as a disciple, Zhang Xiaofan's face also can't help but shed a touch of crying and laughing color.

I still remember that when I was still studying in Wuzhou, there was a foreign woman from Koguryo, Lin Yuner, who wanted to be a teacher.

However, at that time, Zhang Xiaofan did not have any idea of enrolling students.

Although in the future, Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation of Zhenyuan will go thousands of miles at a time, but he is used to it all by himself. He has neither time nor interest in recruiting disciples for himself, nor has he ever thought about setting up a school or anything.

However, in Zhang Xiaofan's heart is thinking, the face is also pondering, but in front of Luo Yurou is a red eye, two lines of clear tears can not help but flow down, crying cavity, way.

"I just hope that I can see more good words from you and say a few words to you every day. Isn't that ok?"

The ancients said that it was the most difficult to accept the grace of a beautiful woman. Zhang Xiaofan often thought of the selfless dedication of the woman in front of him. After all, he still failed to harden his heart. He sighed and said.

"Well, from today on, I will take you as my first disciple."

"But remember what you promised me today."

"Don't do stupid things like today, do you understand?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan agree to come down, Luo Yurou is also a wipe of tears, the expression on her face is also a little bit, a little calm down again, and again become the little princess who is modest and arrogant.

She walked out of Zhang Xiaofan's arms, her face was solemn, her hands clasped respectfully, and she aimed at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Yes, master!"

For a while, Zhang Xiaofan is more or less unable to adapt to the sudden change of Luo Yurou's role, and some can't adapt to a girl who just cries in her arms. In a flash, she becomes a respectful apprentice?

After thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan can not help but show a wry smile, he then made a joke, way.

"Your master is a monk, not a Buddhist."

Although Zhang Xiaofan's words were half joking and half serious, Luo Yurou's pretty face did not have any hint of fun. Her face was calm, her right hand was up in front of her chest, and her hands were clenched.

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