The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 172 Master Disciple (9)

Before that, she moved her body, her peach blossom eyes, which were extraordinarily clear and bright after being promoted, stared straight at Situ Qing's deep and bright star eyes.

There was a touch of fatigue in her phoenix eyes, and she lazily uttered three words: "I'm sleepy."

Situ Qing understood deeply, and looked at the girl in his arms with a tired and sluggish face, and the arms wrapped around her waist became tighter.

Feng Qingcheng closed her sore eyes, and secretly ran "The Supreme Mirror". After absorbing the faint spiritual power, she couldn't bear the exhaustion, her head tilted, her petite body limp into a ball, and she collapsed on the man's back. In the warm embrace.

Situ Qing looked deeply at the girl's extremely sleepy sleeping face, his eyes were full of pampering that he didn't know, a smile unconsciously parted from his lips, and he stepped up towards the Moxuan Pavilion, but restrained his movements very little, afraid of disturbing her The girl who is fast asleep.

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The cool breeze blew off a few crumbling dead leaves on the big tree.

In the courtyard outside Moxuan Pavilion, Situ Qingshen was dressed in white clothes, with one hand hanging down naturally, while the other was raised.

He flipped his wrist, silver light wrapped his entire hand, waved his long sleeves, a few dead leaves fell on the ground, followed his movements, as if with a gust of wind, all the dead leaves were rolled up, and then Sow on the edge of the land next to the big tree.

Feng Qingcheng walked out of the room, looked up, and saw this scene.

The man's back was facing her, and he was dressed in white clothes. The corners of the clothes were embroidered with cloud patterns with black silk thread, and moved gently with the wind from time to time.

Her waist-length black hair was half tied up with a hair crown, and the other half was casually hanging behind her head, like brocade, black and shiny.

Just looking at the back, one can imagine how amazing this man's face is.

After watching Situ Qingshen slowly clean up the yard in silence, he thought to himself again: "This Situ Qingshen's spiritual cultivation seems to be on a higher level than before."

He drooped his eyes and thought for a while, and the corner of his eyes fell on the man's elegant back. Seeing that he didn't make any other movements, he moved his lips. When he was about to speak, Situ Qingshen snatched his words: "If you wake up, if you are hungry Yes, there is porridge and a few side dishes in the small kitchen, and you should eat something light in the morning. Well, and, if you want to bring your two servants over, go there as soon as possible and return as soon as possible."

Feng Qingcheng opened her small mouth, and swallowed the words again, just said "oh" lightly, and didn't say anything further.

Turning around, he didn't look at Situ Qingshen any more. After walking a few steps, the man's gentle and deep voice sounded again: "After dinner, come here and ask Hei Li to accompany you, the speed will be faster."

The girl's footsteps paused slightly when the man spoke, and an inaudible "um" escaped from her lips, and then she left without looking back.

Feng Qingcheng's back was getting smaller and smaller, Situ Qingshen turned around, his clear starry eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the girl's back going away, the corners of his lips fluttered.

The small kitchen is not far from Moxuan Pavilion.

Feng Qingcheng arrived after walking for a few minutes. She pushed open the half-closed door, and glanced at a round table in the small kitchen, where there was a bowl of steaming white porridge and several dishes of side dishes, and a strange feeling crossed her mind.

No matter in the 21st century or in this world, few people care about her so much.

(End of this chapter)