She pursed her lips and walked over.
Rong Qing lowered his eyes slightly, "Would you be willing to do what my teacher asked you to think about?"
Shen Mubai shook his head, avoiding his gaze, "I'm very confused, I don't know how to answer Master."
Rong Qing said calmly, "I am willing to wait as a teacher. When Jiu'er is willing, I will wait until then as a teacher."
Xing Yan left behind a lot of breath. Although she took care of it, she was still worried that Master would notice it. She lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "Master, this disciple wants to be alone for a while."
Rong Qing's eyes dimmed, and his voice was cold, "Where have you been these few days?"
Shen Mubai's heart skipped a beat, he tried his best to control his voice and said, "Master, this disciple is in Qianqi Peak and has never left."
Rong Qing didn't speak.
She looked anxiously, her eyes were wet, "Master?"
"I believe in you as a teacher." The man put his hands on her hair, and looked over her with a good look.
I don't know why, but Shen Mubai feels guilty for no reason.
She pursed her lips, summoned up her courage and said, "I want to make some side dishes for Master to try."
Rong Qing looked at her, "Okay."
It is said to be a few side dishes, but it is a big table full.
Shen Mubai panicked when he thought about the past few days in Demon Realm, especially under those silver eyes, it seemed that everything was invisible.
She picked up a piece and put it into Rong Qing's bowl, "If Master likes it, I will make it for you every day from now on."
The words in the girl's words made Rong Qing's eyes look soft, even though he was extremely indifferent to appetite, but if the other party did it, he would be very happy in his heart, "As long as it is made by Jiu'er, I will like it as a teacher. "
Shen Mubai's cheeks were slightly red, he hesitated to speak.
She was hesitating in her heart how to speak out the retreat question, but she didn't expect to hear Rong Qing faintly yell.
looked up.
The other party looked at her, and what she said was also what she thought in her heart.
Rong Qing voluntarily spoke out about his injuries during cultivation, his face was cold, and he couldn't see the pain he had endured during the retreat.
Shen Mubai couldn't help asking, "Is there no other way?"
Rong Qing said calmly, "It's just an old disease."
Looking at the man's heartless face, she was a little unsure whether Rong Qing knew about the loss of her soul.
Shen Mubai wanted to test, but she was afraid that the other party would be suspicious, so she swallowed the words in her throat.
Rong Qing lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "You are staying with me in the White Jade Pond these few days, and I have something for you as a teacher."
She couldn't help but her throat was slightly dry, thinking of those things where her face was red, she murmured, "Master..."
"My teacher promised not to touch you." Rong Qing said calmly as if seeing her scruples.
Shen Mubai became more vain, she felt that she had no confidence in front of the master, and she felt more and more ashamed.
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Sitting in the Baiyu Pond, Shen Mubai still couldn't help feeling a little bit ashamed.
Especially this time, Rong Qing is right opposite her.
Even if Shen Mubai didn't look at it, she knew that because of her soaked clothes clinging to her skin, she didn't dare to look into the man's eyes and pursed her lips.
Rong Qing's face was cold, his eyes were slightly lowered, his expression of ruthlessness and desire was the same as when they first met.
Shen Mubai took a deep breath, told himself not to think too much, mustered up the courage to raise his eyes and said, "Master, is this all right?"
Rong Qing looked at her, and said lightly, "If you believe in being a teacher, then leave it to me."
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