No, it's impossible.
Why is Fu Yu so attentive to Ming Teng?
Ningguang tried to suppress the strange thoughts rising in her heart.
Ming Teng was the disciple chosen by the master to be Fu Yushe's disciple.
Fu Yu is also to blame for not educating him well.
Although Fu Yu usually has no intention of practicing and spends his days sightseeing, he listens to his master's words very much.
Fu Yu must have not chased Ming Teng away because of his master.
Yes, that must be it.
The study fell into silence.
Fu Yu turned around and looked down at Ming Teng who was kneeling on the ground.
Just one look from Fu Yu rekindled Ming Teng's hope, and he took a step towards her on his knees.
Fu Yu took a step back slowly.
Keep a distance from him that is neither too far nor too close.
Ming Teng's smile froze on his face, and he took another trembling step forward.
His upper body remained straight while he knelt, but his chest leaned forward slightly, trying to get closer to Fu Yu.
Fu Yu took another step back.
Ming Teng's whole body was stiff, and he dared not move at all.
The rapid breathing seemed to be strangled by a hard fist.
He didn't dare breathe.
He was afraid that his rapid breathing would increase his master's disgust towards him.
Just now he was only thinking about not leaving his master.
No need to roll now.
He felt that everything was fine and he was lucky to survive.
But he forgot that his dirty heart would make Qingfeng Langyue's Fu Yu feel sick to death.
Ming Teng woke up as if from a dream.
He pursed his trembling thin lips, and his dark eyes were like hooks, nailing on Fu Yu's face.
"Master, Master, Master, please don't hate your disciple."
"Disciple knows I was wrong, I just don't want to leave Master..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Yu leaned forward slightly and ran his fragrant fingertips across Ming Teng's trembling chin.
Ming Teng closed his eyes, and the intoxicating fragrance entered his chest through his suppressed breathing.
A snake's tongue appeared and touched the upper jaw.
"apprentice……"
As Fu Yu's voice rang out, she circled Ming Teng's neck with the ice whip in her hand and tightened it secretly.
Ming Teng collapsed to the ground exhausted, suffocating and weak.
The back of his head hit the ground hard.
In that moment of dizziness and confusion, he seemed to see Fu Yu leaning over to his ear and saying coldly, "I won't take in a disobedient bad dog."
"Ming Teng, I'll give you one last chance."
The warm breath sprayed on the earlobe, bringing a tempting tingle.
Is it a dream?
Can dreams also have such a real touch?
Bad dog?
Yes, he always disobeys his master and is a bad dog who loves to bite people.
He wants to be a good dog.
Be the most loyal and obedient dog around the master.
Ming Teng was locked in a dark room.
He couldn't see Fu Yu during the day. Only at night could he see Fu Yu standing at the door of the secluded room.
Urge him to copy scriptures and purify his mind and cut off desires.
But why hasn’t Master responded yet?
As long as she softened her heart a little, Ming Teng would shamelessly cling to her and hold her tightly.
No matter how many scriptures or spells he used, they could not make him stop loving.
But this time, he will pretend that his master likes good dogs.
Stay by the Master's side forever and ever, never separated.
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