Empress Master: Don’t go too far, evil disciple!

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At night, Zhuo Shiting looked at Xiao Yilang who fell on the bed, and was full of remorse.

She didn't know why, maybe it was revenge, maybe it was a moment of curiosity, or maybe it was an impulse.

But the facts have happened, and it is useless to regret it.

Think it's a dream.

Who would have thought that this kind of thing would happen tonight, she was really overly angry.

But when she thought that the first object was Xiao Yilang, she felt some comfort in her heart.

In her impression, Xiao Yilang is honest, hardworking, and pleasing to the eye, without the handsome and excessively handsome face of the Holy Son Huo Baiying, but it makes people feel good.

Aside from the fact that talent is useless, there is nothing else to find fault with.

Thinking of Xiao Yilang's talent and identity, Zhuo Shiting couldn't help but sigh.

The two of them shouldn't have this kind of thing happening at all, and if it got out, it would only be her who would be embarrassed.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Zhuo Shiting's perfect curves were exposed.

His eyes turned to Xiao Yilang again, and layers of ripples rippled in his heart.

There shouldn't be any intersection between the two, and there will be a huge gap in the future and cultivation of the two.

The more she thought about it, the more regretful Zhuo Shiting felt in her heart.

As soon as she thought of this, Zhuo Shiting was extremely shy, and the aura in her body was running, and she quickly recovered her strength.

She quickly got up and dressed, and straightened her messy hair.

"Xiao Yilang, this incident is just a misunderstanding, after tonight, you will act as if nothing happened.

Zhuo Shiting glanced at Xiao Yilang and said coldly.

"Hmm..."

Xiao Yilang responded as if he was talking in a dream, and Zhuo Shiting hurriedly pushed the door out and walked towards Aoshuang Peak.

When Zhuo Shiting left, Xiao Yilang opened his eyes and sat up.

There is still the fragrance of Zhuo Shiting in her hands.

All this came too suddenly, he didn't know which of Zhuo Shiting's tendons was twitched, and it would be with him...

Anyway, for Xiao Yilang, there is no loss in this matter, and it is obvious that Zhuo Shiting regrets it a little.

She didn't want this to get out, so she could only treat it as a misunderstanding.

On the second day, Xiao Yilang packed up his room as usual and walked to the yard to take care of the spiritual flowers and grass.

In the distance, the disciples of the sect were still busy putting on the lights, and they were all talking about the excitement of the annual meeting.

Some disciples were already discussing whether to go to the nearby main city for a while during the holidays.

Tong Xixi walked out, greeted Xiao Yilang warmly and went up the mountain, looking at her delicate appearance, she was quite satisfied with coming to live here.

Xiao Yilang sat on a boulder, basking in the sun while looking at the busy figure, not to mention how comfortable it was to be on this day.

I don't know how long it has been, Xiao Yilang turned his eyes, and saw two beautiful figures walking down from Aoshuang Peak.

It was the third senior sister Su Xuanxuan and the fourth senior sister Zhuo Shiting.

When Zhuo Shiting saw Xiao Yilang, her heart trembled, her face flashed a trace of blush, and her eyes dodged and turned away.

It's like nothing happened last night.

"Senior sister, I forgot to tell you, junior brother, he was yesterday..."

Su Xuanxuan was slightly embarrassed when she saw Xiao Yilang, and hurriedly whispered to Zhuo Shiting next to her.

"Really?"

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