Ning Sirou took a deep breath, her eyes filled with disappointment.

I thought I could break through this bondage in these five years, but unexpectedly, I didn't.

And it has been strengthened.

The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel, and even a little aggrieved.

Then there was an exclamation.

"What are you doing?"

There was a wicked smile in Yu Qingchen's eyes.

"After five years of seclusion, I already smell like shit."

"Let's go take a bath."

Ning Sirou showed a panic expression.

The body struggled.

"No, no, men and women shouldn't touch each other."

"Let me go now."

Ning Sirou's struggle was in vain to Yu Qingchen.

"Zi Yi, you're a little naughty!"

"We fell in love with each other with a kiss on the street. It hasn't been long now and you've already forgotten."

"I didn't expect you to be such an ungrateful person."

[This traitorous disciple is going to piss me off to death!]

Should I tell him my identity?

But will he believe it?

Yu Qingchen held Ning Sirou tightly in his arms.

"No, no, I'll do it myself. I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"If you do this again, I'll be angry."

Yu Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Sirou.

"what you do?"

"You can be angry if you want, I just need to feel comfortable."

Ning Sirou was confused.

[Shameless, shameless, where is the morality, where is the bottom line. ]

[This bastard, your master will die with regrets...Master is right.]

"Your Highness, won't you avenge your master?"

Ning Sirou's eyes rolled.

"Besides, you just started your retreat. Do you know what's going on outside?"

"Don't you care about your mother's affairs?"

"You shouldn't focus on women."

Yu Qingchen stared at her.

"Well said."

After saying that, he put Ning Sirou down.

Ning Sirou breathed a sigh of relief, but hadn't reacted yet.

Yu Qingchen clenched his arms.

The two people's chests pressed together.

Yu Qingchen was in Ning Sirou's panicked gaze.

Lower your head and kiss her.

Ning Sirou's eyes widened.