Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

After saying this, Su Weixing turned to Yujian and left without looking.

Only then did Shen Yi spit out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeves, and walked to his place indifferently.

The moonlight scattered all over the place, and the closer he was to his residence, the more Shen Yi's heart beat.

When he arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard, he saw the master who was waiting there like an immortal.

Shen Yi's beating heart finally calmed down.

His master is still wearing a white coat as before, not to provoke the dust.

She was cold and frosty, and she often felt that she only felt flustered. When she saw it now, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in her spiritual power, and she only felt that her cold blood was a little warm.

In the moonlight, his master turned his head and looked at him calmly.

Shen Yi knelt down respectfully: "Master."

His master stretched out his hand at him as usual.

Shen Yi hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his left hand.

How could his little movement escape Ye Chuijin's eyes, she frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "Right hand."

Hearing her words, Shen Yi lowered his head and handed it over with his right hand.

A smear of blood on his sleeve has dried up and turned dark red.

Ye Chuijin moved for a while, then pulled him from the ground.

Shen Yi didn't look up, but looked down at his toes.

His master was so close to him, the smell of Izumo tea on her body was inexplicable.

"Who?" Her voice was cold, with the chill of ice and snow that didn't melt all the time.

Shen Yi still hung his head and whispered back: "No one...I, I accidentally knocked."

As soon as he finished saying this, he felt a cold touch on his forehead.

Like countless nights in a dream, his master puts his fingertips against his forehead, and warm spiritual power is continuously transmitted from her fingertips, passing through his flesh and blood, and patiently patience with his painful meridians. The repair is good.

Shen Yi raised his head unconsciously and looked up at the master in front of him.

He had never dared to look at her like this before. He used to think that she was like a misty cloud in the sky, but now looking at her close at hand, he was stunned for a moment.

His master frowned slightly, and the distant mountains Qingdai gathered between her eyebrows, making people forget the vulgarity.

The cold touch in the equal amount disappeared, and Shen Yi came back to his senses.

Ye Chuijin didn't say anything. After finishing his homework in school, she still frowned and turned away without saying a word.

Shen Yi stood there for a long time, unable to tell what it was like.

He seemed to crave too much.

He thought that the master didn't hate him, maybe so, but in fact, even if she knew that he was being bullied, she wouldn't have the slightest reaction.

It's like treating a stranger.

Shen Yi looked at the moon in the sky and smiled self-deprecatingly.

His master is indeed moonlight and cold, and has nothing to do with anyone.

When Shen Yi woke up the next day, she put on her clothes in silence, went to climb the heavens first to pick tea, and then quietly sent it to Ye Chuijin after picking the tea.

Ye Chuijin took the tea cup and said, "Go to wash the sword pond."

He bowed respectfully, and then went to the sword washing pond in silence.

It seems that everything is the same as before, but Shen Yi himself knows that the warm blood that he had just been caught in a while ago has been cold.

If he had never hoped, he would not be disappointed. He should have seen through this long ago, but for some reason, when facing the master, he always couldn't help but want to believe the last time.

Shen Yi lowered his eyes.

That may be the last time.

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