Ling Mohan glanced at him, and went straight into the room without answering, leaving only one sentence: "Don't let anyone disturb my rest."
Looking at the door slamming shut, Gray Wolf touched his nose and glanced at Ying. Seeing that Ying looked thoughtful, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"That woman, I remember her now." Ying Yi said, moving his eyes away from the woman below and falling on the gray wolf.
"Who?" He often follows his master around, so how come he doesn't remember who this woman is
"The instructor from the third-class country at the Six-Star Academy is also an admirer of the master." Ying Yi said, looking at the woman downstairs, and said, "I didn't expect to run into her in this place."
At this point, his face looked a little strange. He was thinking, what would this woman look like if the ghost doctor saw her? This woman was his master's admirer.
"Oh? It's her! No wonder she looks familiar." Gray Wolf suddenly realized and finally remembered who the woman downstairs was.
When their master was studying at the Six-Star Academy of Qingteng Country as Ling Mohan, this woman was said to have been pestering his master. They had also seen her, but they did not expect that the female instructor of the Six-Star Academy would come here and meet their master.
"Hey, what do you think would happen if the ghost doctor saw the woman down there?" Gray Wolf asked curiously, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Ying glanced at him and said, "Won't we know then?"
After hearing this, although they knew it was the truth, they were excited at this moment. They were not worried that the Ghost Doctor would suffer at the hands of that woman. They were excited just to know what the Ghost Doctor would do if he saw a woman dared to pester his master.
Jealous? They seemed to have never heard of what the Ghost Doctor looked like when he was jealous, and they were completely unable to imagine that scene.
Angry? That's very possible.
However, what made them wait for a while was that Fengjiu actually slept until it was getting dark and red lanterns were lit on the street. Even their master had woken up and walked out of the room and sat down on the first floor.
As for the woman, she had never left since she followed their master back. Therefore, when Ling Mohan came to the first floor to drink tea, she was not afraid of the cold aura on him and sat down at his table, chatting with him in a familiar manner.
Of course, Ling Mohan just drank his tea quietly without saying a word, and he didn't even look at the beautiful woman.
Until he heard the sound of the door opening from the room on the second floor, his eyes moved slightly. He sat there quietly as if he was expecting something.
Feng Jiu, who had just woken up, still had a hint of sleepiness on her delicate face. Her half-closed eyes were filled with laziness. She was wearing a dazzling red dress. The collar of her dress was slightly open, perhaps because she had just woken up and had not tidied it up properly, revealing her snow-white skin. Her whole body exuded an aura of laziness in her every move. She raised her hand slightly and yawned, while casually asking Leng Shuang who was guarding the door.
"Is uncle back yet?"
"I'm back and sitting downstairs." Leng Shuang replied, looking downstairs.
After hearing this, Fengjiu walked to the fence and looked down. When she saw this, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide, and her sleepiness was instantly awakened. Her face was filled with surprise and curiosity.