The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 151

The sun's rays scatter on the ground, passing through the gaps in the leaves, and falling into tiny tree shadows.

The breeze blew past, stirring up waves on the calm lake.

The leaves swayed slightly, cicadas honked, and the air was filled with the fragrance of green grass.

Feng Qingcheng was brought to a lake by Situ Qingshen, and he called it training.

Feng Qingcheng rolled her eyes to the sky in her heart, her face was still serious, she glanced lightly at the man who was around 1.8 meters tall from the corner of her eyes.

The man's black hair is slightly raised, his face is like a crown of jade, and he is wearing a dark purple robe, but this robe is not the robe from the previous few days.

A few white auspicious clouds are embroidered on the cuffs, and layered waves are outlined with gold thread on the hem.

The heavy feeling of black purple, if ordinary men wear it, they will look mature.

However, Situ Qingshen forced out a sense of depth, which seemed to have been precipitated by the years, and naturally emanated from the eyebrows and eyes.

His whole body, every movement of his hands and feet, has a natural kingly temperament, which makes people feel from the heart that this man is extremely handsome, but very deep and mysterious.

——That's right, it's the mystery, the mystery that comes from the heart, which adds a bit of flavor to him for no reason.

Feng Qingcheng felt that if any female animal saw Situ Qingshen, they would definitely be obsessed with his appearance and smell.

The girl lamented in her heart: Your appearance is misleading, your appearance is misleading!

Situ Qing took a deep look at Feng Qingcheng, patted her on the head with his big hand, and said, "What are you thinking? I'm ready for training."

The man's voice was still low and charming, but it made Feng Qingcheng's heart feel a little hairy for no reason.

Suppressing the feeling of strangeness in her heart, her complexion was deep and floating, her eyebrows and eyes were deep and enigmatic, she said "um", and asked, "What training?"

Situ Qingshen smiled a little from his brows and eyes, and his starry eyes were gentle, as if he could drown someone.

However, Feng Qingcheng missed such a beautiful scenery when she inadvertently closed her eyes.

"Well, this training, if you say it's dangerous, it's dangerous, if you say it's not dangerous, it's not dangerous at all." The man touched his bare nose, "Are you afraid?"

Feng Qingcheng shook her head, feeling even more weird in her heart: "I'm not afraid."

After speaking, she pursed her lips lightly, making this small movement with her serious face, which meant that she was a little uncertain.

Situ Qing bent his lips deeply, and said a word: "Training begins."

Although it was a gentle tone, Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt a chill in her heart. Before she could react to what was going on, the man lifted Feng Qingcheng in his hand with his long arm, and walked a few steps forward. With a wave, there was a "plop", and the water splashed in all directions.

Situ Qing had no expression on his face, and his voice was cold: "As long as you can hold on, hold on for as long as you can."

Feng Qingcheng was thrown into the lake, and the feeling of drenching all over her body instantly cleared her mind, but the next moment after she cleared her mind, the man said coldly, "Hold on as long as you can".

She cursed secretly, using her arms and legs together, trying not to sink herself into the water.

Situ Qing took a deep look at Feng Qingcheng, and took out a pack of white powder from the storage ring. With a wave of his hands, all the white powder fell into the lake water and quickly dissolved.

He continued, "This packet of powder will make the lake

(End of this chapter)