This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 91 Passionate but always ruthless, I feel like I can’t laugh (9)

Shen Yue raised his arms a little higher, adjusted his stance, and then said: "Continue."

Jiang Ling wanted to be praised and affirmed by his master, but he felt that the place where his master touched him was very hot. The hot touch suddenly reached his heart, making him unable to calm down at all.

If you can't calm down, your moves will go wrong. The so-called wrong step and wrong step will eventually lead to Jiang Ling being backlashed by the spiritual energy. He staggered several steps before suppressing the spiritual energy that was running wildly in his body.

Jiang Ling ignored the pain in his body and lowered his head in embarrassment. His fingertips were clenched so tightly that they turned white: "This disciple is not good at academics and is embarrassed in front of the master."

He didn't feel like a waste at this moment, he was nothing in front of the Master! He could only stand low and look up at the Master!

But... I’m so unwilling!

Suddenly there was warmth on his shoulders. Jiang Ling's expression paused, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he murmured: "Master..."

The pale-skinned immortal's face was still expressionless, but Jiang Ling's chaotic emotions calmed down strangely, and his palms slowly began to sweat.

"No visit, I hope to see progress next time." The cool and gorgeous voice was calm.

Jiang Ling's heart suddenly moved, and he felt that his heart, which had been cold just now, suddenly began to beat, and it was so hot that his chest felt slightly warm.

The taciturn man pursed his lips and his eyes sank slightly: "Disciple will definitely not let Master down!"

Shen Yue sat elegantly on the stone stool again, her elegant face was extremely pale, but she had unparalleled beauty.

Her eyes were covered with a soft white cloth, making her originally unattainable look even colder.

Shen Yue cannot be said to be disappointed with Jiang Ling. After all, she did not teach him, so no matter how bad he is, it has nothing to do with her.

But now the superior master said to him standing aside stupidly: "Let's play another game."

Jiang Ling sat over, playing with the black chess piece in his hand, surrounding the white chess piece step by step, and then had nowhere to escape. Looking at the white chess piece that was surrounded by black chess pieces and had no way out, Jiang Ling didn't know why, but suddenly a strange feeling came over him. emotions.

It seems...excited?

He secretly raised his eyes, peeping at things that didn't belong to him.

Is it possible that he is also different to Master?

"Master!" A milky voice interrupted the quiet and leisurely atmosphere.

The voice had already come before the little doll arrived.

A boy with two buns on his head, wearing a gold-patterned robe, ran over happily, with a blush on his fair and lovely face, and a soft and sweet smile on his lips.

He unscrupulously hugged people whom Jiang Ling did not dare to touch, and the corners of Shen Yue's mouth even curved slightly, which was very shallow, but Jiang Ling caught it at once.

"Master, I have learned everything you taught me today!" The boy hugged Shen Yue's slender waist, raised his head, his beautiful eyes were bright, and his face was full of cute expressions asking for praise.

Shen Yue put down the white chess piece in her hand, stood up and held the boy's soft little hand, "Rong Hua is great."

A simple compliment made the smile on Rong Hua's face get bigger and bigger. He took Shen Yue's warm and delicate hand and walked forward. His young voice sounded innocent: "I'm reading to Master! I promise not to do it. I read it wrong!"

Shen Yue: "Okay."

Rong Hua suddenly turned to the stunned man and said, "Goodbye, Senior Brother!"

The voice was sweet, but the eyes were cold and without any warmth, but the smile on his face was so harmless and sunny.

Shen Yue let him pull her, with very little pampering and pampering appearing in her cold brows.

Jiang Ling, who was ignored at the same spot, still maintained his chess-playing posture and his movements were stiff, but he still continued to play.

He didn't stop until the white chess piece was surrounded and unable to fly, and his eyes suddenly darkened at that moment.

The handsome and calm man showed a mocking look.

How could an ordinary person like him fall into Master's eyes?

He steadily sat down on Shen Yue's seat and played with the white chess piece that Shen Yue had touched just now, as if the warmth still remained.

When his eyes fell on the exquisite tea cup made of white jade, Jiang Ling's always clear and clear eyes flashed with a hint of obsession and fanaticism.

The white hand reaches for the exquisite tea cup...

Shen Yue was half-lying on the soft couch, supporting his head with one hand and resting his fingers on his thigh, tapping his fingertips gently and rhythmically.

In my ears, I could hear the sound of a boy reading in a sweet voice. He was reading a skill. The words in it were astringent and difficult to understand, but when read in the boy's immature voice, there was a strange feeling, a bit funny.

The boy read word by word, with his chubby little face still staring at the book, and his short little finger still pointing at the words. After reading a word, the little finger moved back.

Shen Yue gritted her teeth and held back from laughing.

Her heart skipped a beat, Shen Yue's face changed slightly, her throat felt fishy and sweet, and her whole body trembled, but she just spit out the blood and interrupted the boy's voice softly: "Rong Hua, you go out first."

Rong Hua still couldn't react and didn't understand why Shen Yue was going to drive him away now when he was fine just now.

"Master! Is it because I am not good at reading? Can I correct it and don't drive me away?" The childish voice was filled with obvious grievances and sobs, and her little hands held Shen Yue's sleeves affectionately.

Shen Yue took a breath and said in a slightly cold tone: "Get out quickly!"

But before Rong Hua could say anything else, a force forcefully took him out, and the door closed automatically. No matter how hard Rong Hua beat him, he couldn't shake him in the slightest.

"Master! Open the door! Why! Why do you leave me alone again?!" The boy's voice was sharp and painful, and the sound echoed in the quiet Zinqing Palace, with lingering lingering sounds.

That’s it again!

It happens every time!

In the empty and silent corridor, there was only a thin white figure kneeling on the cold white jade floor.

He was obviously still just a little boy, but his eyes didn't have the emotions that fit his age. They were filled with a kind of suffocating hatred and fanaticism, shrouded in gloomy darkness.

Chewing two words in his mouth.

"Master..."

Shen Yue didn't know what was going on outside, so she stood up staggeringly.

Someone always seemed to be calling her in her ears, and the voice was far away and near, so ethereal that it was difficult to grasp.

A trace of bright red slowly emerged from the corner of the mouth, winding down the corner of the mouth, dripping on the ground, and sticking to the snow-white robe.

Her heart seemed to be about to explode, and the spiritual energy in her body was turbulent. Shen Yue cast a spell, and as soon as she calmed down the spiritual energy, blood surged up in her chest.

"puff"

The bright red blood stained the front of his chest, Shen Yue covered her chest, her face turned slightly pale.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, carrying a rich and beguiling incense, which made Shen Yue even more dizzy.

Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, wives~

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