Chapter 285 He is hers
He suddenly realized that even if it was a joke, he couldn't stand it.
Master cannot abandon him to someone else.
He was her apprentice.
Yan Ning had already left at some point, and Feng Su was still tightly gripping Yu Yan's sleeve.
"What happened to Master's clothes?"
He stared at Yu Yan's rolled-up sleeves and asked.
His master had intervened to shield him from a deadly attack.
Feng Su lowered his phoenix eyes, and the questions that his master had avoided discussing in the previous two instances flashed through his mind.
As always, Yu Yan chuckled and brushed his hand away.
"It's just for convenience. What, you're feeling better now, and you even have time to pay attention to your teacher?"
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, which Feng Su interpreted as a way of changing the subject.
He didn't ask any more questions. His intuition told him that his master must have some health problems, and he would find a way to find out.
Feng Su looked up at her, his tightly pursed lips pressing down slightly as Yu Yan spoke.
"Master, I don't want to follow Senior Sister Yan Ning."
"Didn't you say you'd listen to everything I say?" Yu Yan said with a half-smile.
Feng Su averted his gaze, his head turned towards the inside of the bed, and said in a muffled voice,
"Master is joking, right?"
Seeing Tuanzi on the verge of tears, Yu Yan suddenly began to have some doubts about her own origins.
Is this really her eldest disciple?
His phoenix eyes held an unchanging gentleness, his tall and elegant figure exuded a refined and graceful air. As the leader of the righteous path, his only stain was probably that he had taken such a person as his master.
Yu Yan burst out laughing.
This article is really interesting; later on, they didn't even mention her name anymore.
Such a person?
"Feng Su, you watch over your master."
Yu Yan suddenly got up and sat down beside the boy's bed.
Feng Su did not miss his master's laughter just now. His mind stirred slightly, and he turned his head in response to Yu Yan's words.
The moment she looked up, she met the woman's inquisitive eyes. She was so focused on her gaze that she completely ignored Tuanzi's increasingly flushed face.
An eternal gentleness...
Yu Yan thought that if relying on coquetry could be considered gentle, then it wasn't wrong.
As for the others, Yu Yan glanced at Tuanzi almost imperceptibly, so quickly that the other party could barely catch it.
Let's skip the rest.
Feng Su is just a child now, a five-year-old child.
Yu Yan reached out and pinched the boy's cheek. The temperature from her palm was a little hot, and she thought he had a fever.
Tears were about to overflow from Feng Su's eyes.
His pupils contracted slightly the moment Yu Yan's hand reached out.
With a soft thud, a tear slid down onto the jade pillow.
Someone's face turned even redder.
Yu Yan found it quite novel, and her hand naturally brushed against the corner of his eye.
The other person's eyelashes fluttered and brushed against her fingertips; the damp touch wasn't unpleasant.
"Why are you crying?" Yu Yan asked, suppressing a laugh.
“I didn’t cry!” Feng Su immediately retorted.
He didn't cry; the tears came on their own. What does it have to do with him?
"He's such a little kid."
Yu Yan sighed softly, becoming even more convinced that her disciple's mind was definitely being influenced by this five-year-old body.
He actually started arguing with her about such a childish issue.
Watching the woman turn away as if about to leave, Feng Su raised his hand to cover his face, which had just been pinched by Yu Yan.
Images flashed before my eyes, the intensely focused gaze of the other person that had just landed on me.
At that moment, Master's eyes were only on himself.
Feng Su ignored what Yu Yan said before she withdrew her hand, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.
For a fleeting moment, he desperately wanted to know what his master was thinking.
Yu Yan: I'm thinking, you're just a doll.
Feng Su: No, Master, please let me explain!
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