Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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Feng Xingying's personality is free and stable, and he is on the sidelines. Neither feel shy nor flattered.

She's a sixteen-year-old girl. That's right, but she already has a life-and-death lover and won't be fooled by others, so there is no need to be flattered by this.

And Feng Xingying is also a person from modern times. He has studied basic theories of psychology and pedagogy. It is not a shameful attitude for young people to be curious about the opposite sex. It is just appreciation.

That being the case, what she gains is full of goodwill, and what is so shy?

"Feng Shi's nephew is in a good state of mind." When he reached the gate of the mountain, the second uncle boasted.

Uncle Er was deliberately not paying attention to the onlookers, and it was also a test of Feng Xingying's mentality.

Feng Xingying did not answer.

Uncle Er looked at her with a look of ignorance, and finally remembered that the girl had amnesia, I'm afraid she didn't feel much about the relationship between men and women.

Uncle Ershi could n’t help but say something like, “Our Lingshan Sword School does n’t forbid our disciples to talk about love, but we do n’t force any disciples. If someone forces you, you tell the teacher.”

"Yes, Master."

"Well, I will let your elder brother arrange your daily living. He is calm and you can find him anything you want."

Big brother?

Yes, Feng Xingying remembered it. The old man said just now that his disciples and their master of the Lingshan Sword School, Qiu Yingqi, were still single. It seems that the old man's city government is like matching them.

Unfortunately, let him down.

Feng Xingying still listened to the second master's words, and let Qiu Yingqi arrange a place for her, told her what she wanted to do every day, and told her actively:

"Tomorrow I will call you early class, I will be a little uncomfortable at first, and I will be fine in the future."

"Oh." Feng Xingying nodded. This Lingshan Sword party really cares for the female disciples.

"Sister Feng." Qiu Yingqi said awkwardly before leaving. "I don't know how the master told you, but I don't have any other feelings for sister. Please don't misunderstand."

"Ah? What sentiment? What do you mean?" Feng Xingying is now an amnesiac.

"Oh, nothing. Shimei pays attention to safety, spends more time practicing swords, and less time to dress up."

"..."

Feng Xingying really wished to hit him hard. Your master wants to match us, but it's not old paper that fancy you, it's really self-confident!

What about dressing you up? Although this is also kind, but how awkward to listen to. What makes this girl just pay attention to dress up?

Is it her fault to look beautiful?

Huh, don't let me dress up? I'm partial!

Waiting for Feng Xingying to take out the mirror, I can't wait to drop the mirror!

"Hoe! What the **** do I have?"

No wonder Qiu Yingqi reminded her that it was Feng Xingying's bridal makeup now, which was totally terrible.

The good little face was covered with exaggerated blusher, lipstick, and uncoordinated brows and cinnabar.

Feng Xingying could not wait to tear up the whole face.

"Who did this!"

"Not me ..." The **** was innocent: "This is what the lady in charge did for you. She said that girls should be beautiful."

"I ... what's the aesthetics!" Feng Xingying really wanted to cry. The makeup was as disfiguring as she was proud to be watched all the way.

There is no female disciple in the Lingshan Sword School, so they don't care how ugly she is painted.