Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Chapter 1295 Evil God 56
Ning Bei looked a little haggard, but he was happy with his clothes and bed.

He sat up slowly, Ning Yue stretched out her hand, Ning Bei raised his eyes to look at her, stretched out his slender hand and put it on Ning Yue's hand.

Ning Yue looked at the master's hand. It was snow-white and slender, and the blue meridians were like green mountains covered with snow, looming and winding.

Her heart was beating wildly, and her eyes were dizzy. She thought that she really liked the Master so much.

Especially the weak look of the master now made Ning Yue's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

Ning Yue helped Ning Bei sit on the bench. Looking at the homely meals on the table, Ning Bei had no appetite, but still said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Ning Yue happily served chicken soup to Ning Bei, "Just drink it and like it."

Ning Yue scooped it up with a spoon, blew on it, and handed it to Ning Bei's mouth, "Master, take a sip."

Ning Bei resisted a little, but still took a sip and felt it carefully for a while before saying: "It tastes good. I'll drink it myself. You don't have to worry about me."

Ning Yue said: "Master, you are injured, let me take care of you. Even if I take care of you, I will be happy in my heart."

Ning Bei wanted to ask, are you so happy that I was injured?

Ning Bei's injury is getting worse as time goes by, and he knows full well that Ning Yue doesn't want him to get better.

He was not tied up with chains, but his injuries became more serious.

Ningbei now has to endure the bites of the Gu insects, as well as the continuous deterioration of his injuries.

Ning Bei smiled and took the soup from her hand, "I will drink it myself, and you will eat it too."

People of their strength don't need to cook three meals a day, but Ning Yue is like an ordinary person and must prepare three meals a day.

Get up early and make breakfast, try to make a hearty lunch, and spend the evening enjoying the cool air in the yard and watching the stars in the sky.

Ning Yue was very happy, very happy.

Both of them are maintaining an inexplicable atmosphere and balance.

They look like a loving couple, but they are not.

Both of us are full of things in our hearts, yet we pretend to be like this.

But they knew each other well, and it was strange that they couldn't explain it.

Ning Yue gave the chicken soup to Ning Bei, sat down and started eating, and asked: "Master, I went to the market today, and many people are talking about us."

Ning Bei drank the bland chicken soup. Once this kind of thing enters the body, it takes energy to absorb it, and it has no nutrition.

But Ningbei had to drink.

This is the helplessness that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Ning Yue looked at Ning Bei, smiling sweetly, "They said that from the very beginning, you had been plotting against me, and that's why you accepted me as your disciple."

What should Ning Bei say?

But Ning Yue quickly said: "But when I heard such words, I was not angry at all. I wanted to believe that at that time, Master had evil intentions against me."

Ningbei has nothing to say and has many questions.

How is Rong Yangzong doing now?

Where is Gong Hong?
What is the current situation and trends of the Cultivation Sect?

Can't ask.

These cannot be asked.

If a stone is thrown into a temporarily calm lake, it will cause unimaginable waves, one after another.

But Ning Bei knows that this peace will always be broken, but he doesn't know when it will be broken, whether it is a day, a month, or a year.

The dining table became quiet, leaving only the chewing condor. Suddenly, Ning Yue said to Ning Bei: "Master, are you worried?" Ning Bei drank the bland chicken soup and asked lightly: "What?"

"I said, Master, are you worried about Rong Yangzong, are you worried about Gong Hong?" Ning Yue asked directly, her eyes fixed on Ning Bei, and asked again: "Master, are you worried?"

Ning Bei put down the bowl gently, "Of course I'm worried."

Ning Yue asked: "What are you worried about, Rong Yangzong or Gong Hong?"

Ning Bei said: "I'm worried about Rong Yangzong."

Ning Yue also asked: "Aren't you only worried about Rong Yangzong, not Gong Hong?"

Ning Bei frowned and said with a somewhat displeased look, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ning Yue smiled and said, "Of course I want to know what Master is thinking."

Ning Bei looked at her: "What do you want to say? Just say it directly. Do you want to know if I am worried about Gong Hong?"

Ning Yue nodded, supported her chin with her hand, and asked obediently and coquettishly: "Master, are you still thinking about Gong Hong?"

"Master, when you stay with me, are you thinking about someone else?"

Ning Bei didn't expect that the stone would be thrown into the lake so quickly, causing ripples.

Ning Bei just said: "No, I have always been worried about Rong Yangzong."

Ning Yue didn't believe it at all: "Master, are you telling the truth? Don't you ever think about Gong Hong?"

"Maybe Gong Hong is being harassed by someone right now. Maybe Gong Hong is being attacked by someone. Maybe Gong Hong is dead now?"

Ning Bei pursed his thin lips and said, "When Gong Hong ran away, I knew what she was thinking."

He knew all along and was just fooling himself.

A smile appeared on Ning Yue's face: "Look, Master, you finally know now that Gong Hong is a hypocritical person. You finally know her true face."

"She doesn't love you at all. People who love you will not treat you or take advantage of you."

Ning Bei nodded, agreeing with Ning Yue's words. Ning Yue was very happy and gave Ning Bei some food; "Master, eat more."

Ning Bei ate slowly. Ning Yue looked at Ning Bei and suddenly asked: "Master, who do you like more now, me or Gong Hong."

The first time Ning Bei encountered such a thing, it was simply a matter of death.

Both of you are torturers. If possible, I don't want to like either of you.

Ning Yue's expression became a little unhappy, "Master, is this question difficult to answer?"

Ning Bei sighed and asked Ning Yue: "Do you want to know the answer?"

When Ning Yue heard Ning Bei's words, her expression suddenly became hesitant, fearing that she would not hear the answer she wanted.

Ning Yue gritted her teeth, "Master, I want to know."

Ning Bei: "Are you sure?"

Ning Yue stood up suddenly, "Master, what do you mean? Do you still think about Gong Hong in your heart? What kind of medicine did Gong Hong give you to make you know that she is a bad person? I still like her and still miss her in my heart.”

"Master, how can you still miss her?"

Ning Bei stood up and grabbed Ning Yue's hand, "Calm down."

Ning Yue suddenly shook off his hand, and Ning Bei took two steps back, fell to the ground, groaned, and looked a little painful.

"Master, what's wrong with you? I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Ning Yue quickly helped Ning Bei up. "Master, are you injured?"

Ning Bei shook his head and said he was fine.

(End of this chapter)