Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo blinked and asked modestly.

Yun qingrang, "..."

"Ah, master, I'm sorry. The teapot is empty. I'll add tea to you."

Then Xia Qingluo was about to stand up.

"Sit down first."

"Oh... OK." Xia Qingluo wanted to leave here. First, she was hungry. Second, it was unnatural to be with Yun qingrang. If she hadn't been drinking water, she would be very embarrassed.

But he knelt down again.

This posture is very uncomfortable. Xia Qingluo's body twisted and twisted a few times,

When Yunqing let a faint glance over, he quickly sat down and looked at him with a smile, "master, what else?"

Master?

Yunqing let the corners of his mouth put on a smile, "did you really think I was your master?"

Ah, what do you mean?

Xia Qingluo turned her eyes and felt that although the question was a little puzzling, it was not easy to answer, but she still stared at her eyes sincerely to show her determination, "of course."

"Huh?"

"It's true. They say that one day as a teacher and one life as a father. I respect you very much."

"Being a father?" Yunqing asked to put down the tea lamp, looked at the nonsense Xia Qingluo with a slight smile, "I don't have the habit of being a father."

"Hey, hey, isn't it a metaphor?" Xia Qingluo frowned, pulled her mouth and smiled.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Xia Qingluo, aren't you tired?" Yun qingrang was puzzled.

In fact, he also feels tired of talking with Xia Qingluo, but now, at this moment, he doesn't want to stay here alone.

"I want to laugh, naturally I'm not tired. Besides, they all say that smiling is ten years old." Xia Qingluo said in a crisp voice.

In my heart, I was secretly Feifei. Today's Yunqing seemed to have a draught. It was pouring tea and caring about her smile. I always felt fluffy in my heart.

"It's only an expedient measure for me to accept you as an apprentice. Since ancient times, people and demons have had different roads and will never live in peace." Yunqing asked a faint taste of tea, "besides, I didn't teach you anything."

"Human demon - a special way?" Xia Qingluo bit her lips and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

"The human demon, in fact, may be as good as a person."

Yunqing asks her eyebrows to look at the smiling thief Xia Qingluo. She doesn't know what the sudden change of mood is for.

"Do you want to go back to xiaoqingqiu?"

"Ah?" Xia Qingluo didn't expect yunqingrang to ask her like this and hesitated, "I... I naturally want to go back."

"As far as I know, there are no other intelligent demons except you and nangongli. The danger is everywhere. Moreover, nangongli has left xiaoqingqiu."

"Ah, the dead fox is gone?" Xia Qingluo exclaimed.

"HMM." Yunqing asked her deep eyes to look at Xia Qingluo.

Seeing her disappointed and slightly sad look, Yunqing let one hand support on her forehead, black spread on her side, elegant and straight nose like a distant mountain, thin lips tightly closed, and drew a moving arc.

There was a smile on his mouth, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Dead fox?

Open your mouth and come, but with familiarity and intimacy.

Inexplicably, it made him very unhappy.

"But, master, why did you tell me this?" Xia Qingluo reacted, and she tried carefully.

"Nothing." Yunqing gave her a faint glance.

"Can I go now?" Xia Qingluo asked cautiously.