Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Missing for a year and searching for a year.

Wen Churan never thought that one day he would come back.

Suddenly it appeared in front of me.

On the contrary, it made her feel too unreal.

Wen Churan was happy and suspicious at the same time, and was about to step forward to ask about the specific situation, "Third brother, what are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly opened his lips.

"Master."

A soft call.

Wen Churan felt a shock all over his body and stopped immediately.

"Third brother...what did you call me just now?"

She actually heard the man's voice clearly, but she couldn't believe her ears.

Master?

Third brother called her master?

Wen Churan was confused for a moment, and at the same time, he also had a vague premonition in his heart.

Master…

It has appeared too many times in Bai Youning's story.

Sheng Ziyuan didn't answer, and started to walk towards her. When he walked in front of her, he suddenly stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms.

The sharp-jointed fingers lifted her chin, and the man's thin lips curled up, his smile was evil, revealing his arrogance.

Immediately afterwards, a deep and clear voice sounded in his ears.

"Master...I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, so you don't know me anymore?"

Wen Churan raised his head and looked into the man's eyes that were like the abyss of a cold pool, as if his soul had been bewitched and fell into it.

Unknowingly, she called out "Jinglan?"

Tens of thousands of years ago——

It was night in Shushan, and Zhen Xi was sitting in the brightly lit bedroom, the blush on her cheeks still unable to dissipate.

She reached out and patted it. It felt a little hot, and she couldn't help but think of what Jing Lan said to her during the day.

"If this memory beast eats my memory, Master, do you think it will turn into my appearance and what will it do?"

"It will definitely come and tell Master that this disciple likes you... He likes you so much that he almost goes crazy..."

Like it almost crazy?

She thought he must be really crazy, otherwise why would he say such stupid things to his master!

The relationship between master and disciple is sacred and inviolable. How can it be equated with the joy between men and women?

During his five years away from home, his spiritual power improved greatly, but he also picked up bad habits.

Since she is a teacher, she must bring him back to the right path.

Just calm down for the night and talk to him tomorrow.

Zhen Xi thought this in her heart, but she didn't know whether she wanted to calm him down or calm herself down.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze blew through the man's ink robe, and his voice was deeper than the dark night.

"What's important?"

Forsythia standing opposite her was lowering her head, twirling her sleeves with her fingers, too shy to speak.

It wasn't until Jing Lan felt a little impatient that she seemed to muster up great courage and shouted in a brave tone, "Jing...Senior Brother Jinglan, I...I like you!"

After shouting, she became even more nervous and buried her head deeply, thankful that it was at night.

Otherwise, her face, which was so red that it was dripping with blood, would definitely be exposed.

But after waiting for a long time, she couldn't get any response.

Boldly, he quietly raised his head and glanced up, only to see that the man's expression, exposed in the moonlight, had not changed at all.

Forsythia suddenly panicked and had to put aside her girlish reserve and asked, "Jing...Senior Brother Jinglan, did you not hear clearly what I just said? If you didn't hear clearly, I can..."

"No need." The man interrupted her, his voice colder than the moonlight. "I heard clearly, you like me."

"Hmm." Forsythia let out a coy voice, twirling her head, her lively eyes filled with eagerness and expectation.