Xia Zihan lowered her head slightly. She knew that what she said might be a bit unreasonable, but the worry in her heart made her unable to help but speak out.
Looking at her like this, Qin Luo felt a little helpless. Wasn't she being a little too wary? How was he supposed to introduce Yi Ting to her after this?
He thought to himself, but nodded slightly on the surface: "Fellow Daoist Xia, don't worry, I won't be gone for long. I should be back in an hour."
After Qin Luo finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of the shop.
Xia Zihan stood there, watching his departing figure, her reluctance growing stronger.
"An hour?"
If someone at the Spirit Gathering Realm level travels at a speed that doesn't stop, they can reach Qingfeng City in half an hour. So, a round trip would take about an hour. Presumably, he and that woman won't stay for too long in such a short time.
Thinking of this, Xia Zihan felt much more at ease.
Back in her room, she sat cross-legged on the bed, trying to calm her mind. She closed her eyes and began circulating her internal energy, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy...
In a secluded house in the town, Yi Ting was idly fiddling with a bottle of pills, her cheek resting on her hand.
"Bad teacher, stinky teacher."
As she murmured softly, she gently set down the elixir bottle in her hand. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of disappointment flickered in her eyes.
She sat there quietly, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
"My master hasn't visited me for two days since he left. I wonder what he's been up to? Has he encountered something difficult?"
Yi Ting began to worry, and a hint of concern appeared on her gentle face.
But she knew that there was no use in being anxious here, so she calmed herself down and picked up the book on the table to start reading.
This book, titled "The Way of Tea," was secretly given to her by her older sister, Liu Shuang, who told her:
"Yiting, sometimes a woman needs a few tricks to win a man's favor. Take a good look at this book, it's a green tea... cough cough! This is the key to you winning over Fellow Daoist Wang."
She blushed as she accepted the book, feeling shy and confused, wondering why Sister Liu Shuang would give her such a book.
But now she understands, because she has almost finished reading the book.
As she read further, she felt a little embarrassed by some of the methods in the book, but she couldn't help but want to try them.
"It's just to get more attention from my master, it shouldn't be too much to ask, right?" Yi Ting made excuses for herself in her mind.
Thinking of this, a sly glint appeared in her eyes, tinged with a hint of shyness.
"When my master comes next time, I'm going to make sure he sees how much I've changed!"
The sound of pages turning filled the room, and the more Yiting read, the stronger her anticipation became.
She seemed to see her master being attracted to her, a scene that brought a blush to her cheeks.
She gently closed the book, stood up, and paced back and forth in the house, constantly rehearsing various possible scenarios in her mind.
Sometimes she frowns slightly, worried that she hasn't done well enough; other times she smiles, excited about her plans.
Click
A sound came from the doorway, and then the door was opened, revealing Yi Ting's strange figure standing in the center of the room. He stared at her in surprise, momentarily speechless.
What surprised me was the robe Yiting was wearing at that moment.
His gaze fell on the white robe Yi Ting was wearing, which was clearly not the right size for her; it looked a full size smaller than the ones she had worn before.
The white robe tightly hugged Yi Ting's shapely figure, her slender waist so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, and her full breasts, accentuated by the robe, appeared even more prominent, rising and falling slightly with her breath.
At this moment, Yi Ting's gentle face contrasted sharply with her charming and voluptuous figure, exuding both a tender tranquility and a fiery allure that made it impossible to look away.
What surprised me was her current posture.
At this moment, Yi Ting's eyes were slightly closed, her arms gently bent, making it appear as if she were being embraced by a pair of strong arms. Leaning forward, a shy blush lingered on her cheeks, as if she were feeling the warmth of an imaginary embrace.
Her left hand rested gently on her waist, while her right hand was slightly raised, as if caressing the imagined face.
It looks like she's simulating being held in someone's arms, and the scene is quite romantic.
Qin Luo just watched Yi Ting quietly, wondering what kind of trouble she was up to now. He just hoped that Yi Ting wouldn't forget the important matter he had given her, otherwise it would be difficult to explain when they got back.
After hearing the noise at the door, Yi Ting slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Qin Luo standing there, she froze as if struck by lightning.
Her cheeks instantly turned bright red, so red it looked like they could bleed. The crimson spread from her cheeks to her neck, making her gentle appearance even more endearing.
She hurriedly lowered her raised right hand, trying to break free from the imagined embrace, but her body stiffened with tension, making her movements exceptionally clumsy. She tried to straighten up, but lost her balance in her panic.
"ah!"
Qin Luo was speechless as he watched Yi Ting about to fall. Was this really the disciple he had taught?
After a silent sigh, his eyes narrowed, and spiritual energy surged in his hand. He raised his hand slightly, and wisps of spiritual energy floated out like light ribbons, precisely wrapping around Yi Ting's body as she was about to make intimate contact with the ground. Then, he gently helped her up.
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