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Chapter 442 The Sick Male Protagonist Who Loves Contradicting His Master (14)

When Si Jiu went back, he saw Shen Xinghe still outside as expected.

He probably dared not enter any of the rooms here, nor did he dare to leave.He simply huddled under the sycamore tree in the yard, leaning against the tree trunk, with one leg bent, holding the jade bottle given by the wine secretary in his hand, with his eyes closed, looking very tired.

Si Jiu restrained his breath, and then slowly walked towards him.

Afraid to startle him.

He really looks too thin.

He is 12 years old and almost 13 years old, but he is 7 or 8 years old. There is no flesh on his face, his chin is so sharp that he seems to stab someone to death, and his complexion is very bad, showing the gloom of long-term malnutrition.

But even so, he wasn't ugly.

It just makes Sijiu feel distressed.

Well, in addition to putting how to improve the image in the mind of the young apprentice on the first agenda, now add a second agenda of how to make the young apprentice's body fat.

And these two things can't be done to raise doubts.

Goubinin clear dreams! (daily insult host achievement get)

Shen Xinghe kept a vigilant heart even when he fell asleep, perhaps because he was in Ning Qingmeng's yard.

That's why Si Jiu approached, and he woke up suddenly.

The moment he woke up, his eyes were sharp, strong and violent.For a moment, Si Jiu blinked, and he saw the trembling and even submissive Shen Xinghe.

"Master... Master."

He hurriedly got up, watching the movement and wanted to knelt down on a conditioned reflex, but he suddenly remembered what the wine manager had warned him before, so he hurriedly changed his posture and stood up.

He didn't stand very straight, his shoulders shrunk slightly, and his head was lowered, a habitual posture that tried to minimize his sense of existence.

Si Jiu felt sad again.

But she still has to put on a cold look.

"I asked you to heal your wounds, but you are sleeping here. Why, it is because the teacher has treated you too well these two days, and dare to disobey the teacher again and again?"

"No, the disciple dare not. It is... the disciple, the disciple does not know where to stay."

"There are so many rooms here, but you still want to sleep under this tree."

Shen Xinghe felt that Ning Qingmeng's eyes always fell on him with arrogance and contempt.He unconsciously tightened his fingers holding the jade bottle, bit his lower lip, tried his best to keep his voice steady and said in a low voice, "Disciple is guilty, please master punish me."

Secretary Jiu: Damn it.

"Since the injury is healed, get out and practice the sword."

"Yes." Shen Xinghe turned around and was about to leave without saying a word, when he heard a voice behind him, "Practice here!"

For some reason, I always feel a sense of desperation.Obviously, her tone was the same as before.

This discovery even made the corners of his lips twitch slightly.

But the next moment he reacted.How could he be moved by her?

He immediately flattened the corners of his lips and turned back.

"This... Master, return the pill to you. Thank you, Master, for giving me the medicine."

Si Jiu glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand coldly, "Here I am."

Shen Xinghe seemed very surprised, he even forgot to lower his head, and looked up at her, "To disciple?"

His eye sockets are a bit deep, and his pupils are very black, which looks particularly deep. Looking at him so straight, Si Jiu has a feeling that he is almost seen through.

She was shocked for a moment, and there was a look of disdain in her eyes, "Do you think that as a teacher, you will ask for other people's leftovers?"

His eyelashes trembled, as if lost and hurt, he slowly withdrew his extended hand, and said softly, "That's it...it's because the disciple is dull."

Secretary Jiu: Grass!

I can't bear to see him like this, I feel distressed and stuffy.

She simply pretended to be impatient, turned around and walked away.

But he came back not long after he left, raised his hand and took out a sword and threw it at Shen Xinghe, "In case you have another excuse to disobey me when I come to check later."

His previous sword was broken when the back mountain resisted the monster.

It was originally a mortal sword.

This time she really left.

As for Shen Xinghe, he held a priceless pill in one hand, and a spirit sword overflowing with aura in the other.

Looking at the two things in his hands, and at the direction Ning Qingmeng left, he curled his lips again.

"It's... so interesting."

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