Limited Time Hidden Marriage

So what if I didn't take him with me? Didn't he still follow me sneakily?

Zhen Xi felt helpless and said, "Follow me in first."

Jing Lan was stunned.

He couldn't believe that Zhen Xi actually invited him into the bedroom.

Ever since what happened that night, although Zhen Xi had forgiven him, she was still very wary of him.

It was okay during the day, but at night, she wouldn't allow him to come near her bedroom.

Tonight actually...

Jing Lan almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Zhen Xi had already stepped in. Seeing that he was still standing outside, she urged impatiently, "Why are you so dazed? Why don't you come in?"

Jinglan just woke up from a dream.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, a brand new ink robe flew towards him and fell gently into his arms.

"Your gift." Zhen Xi said casually.

Looking at the clothes in her arms, Jinglan was immediately flattered, "Master bought it specially for me?!"

"Yes." Zhen Xi responded indifferently, but her eyes were slightly panicked.

Jinglan was shocked and surprised, and blurted out, "When did master buy it? Why didn't I read it..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Realizing that he had almost spilled the beans, he caught the unspoken words in his throat just in time.

Zhen Xi asked knowingly, "Huh? What didn't you see?"

"No, I didn't see anything..." Jing Lan's eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at her.

Zhen Xi saw that he looked panicked, as if he had returned to five years ago, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of teasing in her heart.

So he approached and asked, "You clearly said you saw something, why didn't you continue talking?"

Seeing the woman pressing closer and questioning her every step of the way, Jing Lan had no choice but to take the initiative instead of being passive, and directly reached out and took her into his arms.

He lowered his head, pressed it against her ear, took a breath, and said with a faint smile, "Master, today is different from the past. If you tease me like you did five years ago, the disciple will not be able to help but want to tease you back."

The man's deep voice was always lingering in his ears, as if it was bewitching people's hearts.

The base of his ears felt hot and turned red instantly.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Flustered, she used her remaining sense to push the man away, took several steps back, and kept a certain distance from him.

"I've given you a gift, get out now!"

Jing Lan took the ink robe and left the bedroom with satisfaction.

Zhen Xi sat on the bed, the hot temperature on her cheeks still unable to dissipate.

He understood that it was her who took the initiative to tease him, but in the end it was she who was so upset.

As he said, today is different from the past.

It is indeed different from five years ago.

Zhen Xi fell into confusion unconsciously.

I don’t know what kind of emotion I should face Jinglan, let alone how to respond to his feelings.

Qinghengjun said to her.

She could no longer remain calm.

A few days later, Lord Mingyue came to Shushan again, this time not for a visit, but to ask for someone.

Who do you want? Of course it’s Jinglan.

Why do you want it? Naturally, he brought it back to his own Immortal Sect for training.

In fact, it is a bit shameless to openly ask for someone like this.

But if you can get a disciple with extraordinary qualifications and talents to train as your successor, it is really a rare thing, and face is nothing.

After all, Lord Mingyue is the disciple of the head of Shushan. Even if he creates his own immortal sect, he is still closely related to Shushan.

Even if Jinglan is forced to leave Shushan, he will still be Shushan's disciple.

The head of Shushan naturally had no objections, but since Jinglan was Zhen Xi's disciple, Zhen Xi still had to make the decision.

Mingyue Jun was sure that his senior sister would not agree, so he was ready to leave empty-handed.

Unexpectedly, the result surprised him.