Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Gu Fengchen frowned slightly, took his hand away, and Shengxia Ye caught up with him again.

"I've been studying some Chinese medicine recently, and I'm really interested in feeling the pulse. Your hands are so beautiful, so they're perfect for taking the pulse!" Sheng Xia Ye persuaded her nicely, "You want to be my guinea pig?"

Gu Fengchen leaned back and raised his hands above his head.

Sheng Xia Ye refused to give up and climbed onto the sofa to reach for his arm. He turned her hand around as if teasing her. After two rounds, she suddenly used all her strength and grabbed his wrist.

Just when she was feeling complacent, she suddenly felt a painful numbness in her leg.

She fell back——

He fell into Gu Fengchen's arms.

As a conditioned reflex, the man's palms covered her lower back to steady her.

Sheng Xia Ye's heart was surging, and she raised her gaze. She was very close to him. His deep eyes under his thick long eyelashes reflected her face. She couldn't control her gaze and went down along the peak of his nose.

Stare at his beautiful lip shape.

Heartbeat, bang, bang.

It was obvious that Gu Fengchen's hand on her body was a little stronger.

Two breathing sounds, one light and one heavy, intertwined with each other in the air, and the ambiguity gradually increased.

On Midsummer Night, she saw that his eyes became darker, and she subconsciously grabbed his sleeve. The distance between the two gradually narrowed, the handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, and her heartbeat doubled at this moment.

At the critical moment when their lips were about to touch each other, an exclamation came from behind the two of them: "Nonsense, it's just nonsense!"

Sheng Xia Ye immediately separated from him, her eyes flying wildly in nervousness.

She looked at the hospital bed. The master was staring directly at her and Gu Fengchen. His face was red with anger for some unknown reason.

"She is not your destined person! You can't be intimate!" The master pointed at Sheng Xia Ye rudely, but said to Gu Fengchen.

The man's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm but unquestionable, "Take care of yourself."

The master woke up for a moment and felt the after-effects of burning pain in his body. However, for a person who has practiced to his level, life, death, illness, and pain are all trivial matters. But only when he encountered this kind of thing, he had to stop it!

"Mr. Gu, although I was entrusted by Mr. Gu to save you from misery, I am very close to you and I don't want you to make any mistakes in your business."

Seeing Gu Fengchen turning around to leave, Shengxia Ye also stood up to follow.

The master was anxious and hurriedly said: "I am doing this for your own good, junior! The consequences of being with her will be disastrous."

They all walked to the door, and the master howled hysterically again, "She is a dead person!"

The moment the door closed, Sheng Xia Ye's feet froze.

She saw the master's shrewd eyes through the crack in the door. Even though she was burned like this, she still recognized her true identity at a glance.

Is it a guess or a certainty?

She didn't know.

Gu Fengchen didn't take his crazy words seriously, but when he was taking the elevator downstairs, he thought of Shengxia Ye's initiative to please him just now, and he darkened his eyes and turned his head to look at her.

"Do you want to eat together?" he asked.

Sheng Xia Ye shook his head hurriedly, "No, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do."

She was wondering who this master was and even forgot to look at him when she replied.

Gu Fengchen's eyes darkened, and he raised a hint of self-mockery on his lips.

It seems that he is overthinking.

She should be simply interested in feeling the pulse, not him.

Contact Mr. Lu immediately after returning home on Midsummer Eve.

Ask the other party to help her find out who the master is.

On the way home, the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. You Qi said that Master Shen Shen Nao was an impostor, but he was also the only person in the world who knew that his body was dead. He might really be an expert.

Log into the hacker forum on Midsummer Night and contact Guying.

Since he buried his sister-in-law at sea, he has not contacted her. She was worried that something might happen to him several times and tried to locate his account number, but found that he did not take his mobile phone with him when he went out.

Is this person from the 21st century?

Who doesn’t even take a mobile phone with them when going out these days?

As usual, she sent him a question mark expression, and then said straight to the point: "Master, when will the class start? I'm particularly interested in metaphysics recently! Can you teach me the skill of seeing through someone at a glance?"

She had just sent it, but she felt that the last sentence seemed ambiguous and wanted to retract it and repost it.

As a result, Guying's avatar, which had been dark for two months, suddenly lit up, and his status changed from offline to online.

Her hand shook and she failed to withdraw, so she actually clicked delete.

As expected, the lonely shadow returned instantly.

"?"

He just typed a question mark, and Shengxia Ye quickly wiped away his sweat: "Master, you misunderstood."

"If I had known you were such a perverted little girl, I wouldn't have accepted you as my disciple."

I want to cry but have no tears in the midsummer night.

Oh shit.

That's not what she meant.

She quickly called Gu Ying to explain that she just wanted to be like the master and thought it was fun.

"I don't have this skill, but I can teach you fortune telling."

"Anyone's belongings can be counted."

Sheng Xia Ye was slightly disappointed when he rejected her, but because of these words, her eyes suddenly ignited with life.

"Can my own be counted?"

Gu Ying didn't answer, obviously speechless.

"Well, the current technology has not reached such a high-end level, so I won't pick on other people's lives. Just learn from others." She asked diligently, "When will the master be free?"

The two agreed to meet at the harbor pier tomorrow night.

Shengxia Ye was curious as to why it was such a remote place, and Gu Ying said he lived there.

This is really a big joke.

The next morning, Midsummer Ye Meimei went to school for class. As soon as she entered the teaching building, Zhuang De led a group of his brothers to come up and shouted in unison: "Good morning, master!"

The loud voice attracted the surrounding students to stop.

Shengxia Ye felt embarrassed and glanced at him coldly, "I'm not your master."

"You are!"

Sheng Xia Ye's vision became colder and colder, and there was a hint of warning in his eyes.

"Come with me."

Zhuang De clung to Sheng Xia Ye like a puppy, looking at her with a pair of dog eyes: "What's wrong, master? Are you finally moved by my sincerity and decide to tell me the process of accepting a disciple?"

"

"What did you say to them?"? There were six or seven of his brothers.

Obviously she specifically told anyone yesterday that she was not allowed to mention her participation in the competition to anyone.

Her eyes analyzed him, gouging him like a razor blade.

Zhuang De was timid and hurriedly defended: "Don't worry, I didn't say anything to outsiders! Since the master wants to keep a low profile, we contestants also want to save face, so I won't say anything nonsense."

It’s really strange, how can you still be so shameless?

"I just told them that I admire you very much. Let them respect you when they see you in the future! Master, you are my god!"

Midsummer Night: "..."

It's nothing more than embarrassing to the point where your toes touch the ground.

"First, I don't accept disciples."

"Second, I won't accept a disciple of your level."

The master was heart-wrenching every word. Zhuang De clutched his chest in pain and begged sadly, "Master, don't be so cruel -"

"third."

Shengxiaye stepped back with a cold face, "Stay away from me."