Chapter 165
Leng Qingqiu paused, as if he was really thinking about what Ye Lan said.
Ye Lan watched Leng Qingqiu pause, and the heart that was hanging in his throat went down a little into his stomach.
He had just breathed a sigh of relief when Leng Qingqiu suddenly said, "Just because you don't have it doesn't mean you can't..."
Ye Lan felt unwell.
"Ahem, no, no... You can't say that. Master and disciple are not good in the end."
Damn it, why can't this just be a fleeting romance?
What kind of status do you want!!!
It’s not that Ye Lan is a scumbag, but which straight man can compromise in such a situation?
Although this cheap apprentice is very good-looking...
Leng Qingqiu put away the smile on his face and looked at Ye Lan coldly.
The atmosphere suddenly became weird and awkward. Ye Lan was extremely scared at this moment. He was really afraid that Leng Qingqiu would kill him if he was unhappy.
Ye Lan unconsciously moved back, trying to create some distance between himself and Leng Qingqiu.
Leng Qingqiu saw all of Ye Lan's little movements. Just when Ye Lan thought Leng Qingqiu was about to criticize him madly, Leng Qingqiu suddenly laughed out loud.
"Master, why are you so alert? Well, Master, you've been tired recently, so you should rest early. Qingqiu will not bother you anymore."
Leng Qingqiu stood up straight as he spoke, turned around and left briskly, leaving Ye Lan sitting blankly on the Xuanbing bed.
Ye Lan looked at Leng Qingqiu's back as he walked away, and still felt a sense of unreality.
He just left like that.
He didn't even make things difficult for himself!
He no longer understood Leng Qingqiu's actions at all.
How could he see that Leng Qingqiu was shivering all over at this moment? Even the dragon who usually talked a lot shut his mouth and continued to choose to remain silent.
It looked at its gloomy owner and prayed for the unfortunate person in its heart.
It feels like its brain is not enough...
The next day, Ye Lan woke up to Leng Qingqiu knocking on the door.
He dreamed all night, and they were all nightmares.
The dream was filled with Leng Qingqiu constantly asking about the matter of status, so much so that when he saw Leng Qingqiu coming, his face became even uglier.
"What are you doing here so early?" Ye Lan asked unhappily with a sour face.
Leng Qingqiu was not moved at all. He walked towards Ye Lan with a copper basin in his hand.
Ye Lan stared at the copper basin in his hand, wondering what Leng Qingqiu was going to do next.
Leng Qingqiu looked at Ye Lan's vigilant and defensive eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Leng Qingqiu pretended not to notice Ye Lan's cute little action, picked up the handkerchief hanging next to the copper basin, dipped it in water, and handed it to Ye Lan.
"Master, please take it and wipe your face. This is all morning dew collected this morning. It's very good for cleansing your face."
Ye Lan:!!!
???
No, has Leng Qingqiu changed to a gentler style recently?
Ye Lan's jaw almost dropped in shock.
He took the handkerchief handed to him by Leng Qingqiu blankly and rubbed his face twice.
Leng Qingqiu seemed dissatisfied. He took the handkerchief handed back by Ye Lan and wrung it dry again. He leaned forward, lifted Ye Lan's chin with one hand, and skillfully wiped Ye Lan's face with the other hand.
Ye Lan:!!!
【This, this, this! What kind of operation is this! 】
Ye Lan tried hard to pull back his chin, but Leng Qingqiu's hand was like a pair of pliers, holding his chin tightly, preventing him from moving.
Ye Lan even slowed down his breathing a lot. He looked at the magnified beautiful face so close to him, and his heart began to be tempted by the beauty again.
[He deserves to die, actually letting a beautiful woman wipe his face...]
Unknowingly, Ye Lan fell into the beauty trap set for him by Leng Qingqiu.
Boiling a frog in warm water...
Leng Qingqiu wiped it very carefully, and Ye Lan felt that it was a long time before Leng Qingqiu withdrew his hand.
I don’t know if it’s because of the morning dew, but Ye Lan actually felt that her face had become a little smoother.
"Well, you don't need to do this kind of thing in the future. As a man, how can I be like those women who care about appearance?" Ye Lan made small talk, trying to dissuade Leng Qingqiu from his future plans.
But he underestimated Leng Qingqiu, who never played by the rules.
Leng Qingqiu leaned forward slightly, his beautiful hands washing a towel in the copper basin. He said, "How can Master compare to others? Master, you don't have to care, Qingqiu will care for you. Qingqiu will come to serve Master again tomorrow. If there is nothing else, then Qingqiu will take his leave first."
Leng Qingqiu played this tactic of retreating to advance very skillfully.
Ye Lan in front of him was like a punch hitting cotton.
There is no place to use the power.
Ye Lan suddenly felt that his cave was no longer safe and it was completely unsuitable for him to stay there any longer.
Thinking about meeting Leng Qingqiu again tomorrow who had taken the wrong medicine, he felt terrible.
Thinking of this, Ye Lan flew to the headmaster at the fastest speed.
Sect Leader Song Yongzhi was currently madly complaining about Ye Lan to the Sect Master of the Weapon Sect. "Sect Master Meng, why do you think Old Ye would adopt this man as his adopted son? Was it just because his last name was Ye? He adopted him as his adopted son? If he were my son, I would have broken his legs long ago!"
His cultivation level is not very good, he just messes around all day long, and I've never seen him take care of any of the sect's affairs!
It's just a pity that he has been thinking about Leng Qingqiu, such a good seedling.
The leader of the Qi Sect looked at the leader who had drunk a few cups of immortal wine and became careless with his mouth, and shook his head silently.
"Master Song, you should be more understanding. Sect Leader Ye is just like that. He can't change. Even if you break three of his legs, he will still be like that."
Anyway, the sect is already in decline, so why bother saying so much?
Song Yongzhi felt as if his Ren and Du meridians had been opened when he heard this. He slammed his right hand on the table beside him and said angrily, "Three legs? No, no, no, you're putting it too lightly! Breaking four or five legs wouldn't be too much!"
This little bastard drank so much of his spiritual tea for nothing and didn't even give him a token of appreciation in return.
The leader of the Qi Sect understood Song Yongzhi's thoughts very well and said helplessly, "Don't talk nonsense. You are the head of a sect, how can you say such things! Who doesn't know that practicing the way of the sword is the most difficult and impoverished life? Do you still expect a poor swordsman to give you a gift in return?"
As soon as he said this, Song Yongzhi fell silent for a rare moment.
Just as the atmosphere began to become silent, Ye Lan's maddening voice could be heard from a distance.
"Master! I have something I want to discuss with you..."
It doesn’t matter what we discuss, what matters is that we can eat and drink here for free!
Song Yongzhi stroked his right eyelid, which was still twitching furiously. He slapped the Weapon Sect Master on the shoulder with his left hand and laughed, "Look! I can actually dream of seeing red rain falling from the sky! And Ye Lan actually came to visit me personally... one day?"
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