Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

memory.

"Qianxi, heiming has gone. I have no one to inherit. Now I have to rely on you."

"Master Qiu Ze, I will bear the burden of brother Ming. You are the master of brother Ming, and you are also my master. But Qian Xi is not talented. I don't know if he can learn a little bit of master's skills. "

"It doesn't matter if I can learn the skill or not. I just don't want to bring those skills into the coffin book after I die. I know you worship me as your teacher because of heiming. You are a hunter. The circle is too noisy. I'm not a stubborn person. Remember that people should have great ambition. If you meet someone who can guide you in the future, don't miss it. It's hard to find a famous teacher. "

"Master Qiu Ze..."

"Ha ha, you don't have to talk about it too much. The eldest husband doesn't care about trifles. What's more, we are people who live in this social swamp all day long? I have been able to achieve what I have achieved today, and I have also paid homage to more than a dozen masters. "

"If you know, master, little girl, you can be informal."

At the end of the memory, I thought that it was really ginger or old spicy. Master Qiu Ze had a long-term vision. Did he guess that she would experience this in the future, so did he remind her?

The wind shallow Xi can't help but sigh and smile, maybe it's true, it's easy to study, but it's hard to find a famous teacher, and this Lord in front of her, is she looking for a famous teacher for a long time?

Looking at Mo you again. Even if she can't see his face, she knows that it's a good chance, and it's also an opportunity given by God. Isn't that why she worked so hard before?

Asahi was just about to speak.

"Moyou." He gently interrupted what she was about to say.

Shallow Xi Leng for a moment, blinked: "I know your name is moyou." That sentence is hard for her to forget all her life, so she remembered his name deeply.

He's not talking.

She also Leng for a long time, this just reaction come over: "er... You, you mean, don't let me call you mo you?" It's kind of incredible, isn't it? Didn't he say to be her teacher? Is it really OK to call your name directly?

He was silent.

If you don't speak, you will be acquiescent!

Is this going to be a bit treacherous? After swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, well, the master's temperament is hard to guess: "that... I, I dare not."

"Dare not?"

Qian Xi buried her head and pursed her lips. Maybe she was brainwashed by the monks of Chan Yue Temple. She had deep admiration for the Lord. She always felt that he had an inaccessible temperament: "dare not, call your name directly."

"It's up to you." Mo you doesn't pay attention to her any more. He turns around and seems to be doing something. Qian Xi is beside the bed, looking at his back and carrying his pocket. Under the tulle at the back of his back, he can see his hair. Because his hair is longer than the drooping tulle, he shows some.

Out of curiosity.

She didn't know where she had come from. She stretched out her claws and slowly scratched his hair.

Hold it!

Pull hard curiously!

Mo you turned around and said, "what are you doing?"

The wind shallow Xi immediately flurried to loosen his hair, temporarily didn't control of live, carelessly did a little bit of a little bit out of the ordinary thing.

He spread his hands up like a guilty prisoner: "I just want to see if the hair is real. Er... Look, it looks like... "It seems to be true?

Swallowing her saliva, she looks at Mo you, just stares at him. She shrinks her head like a child who has made a mistake, waiting for him to ask questions.

"Take good care of your body."

"Eh..." Don't you blame her? amitabha. It's so good. The Lord is so compassionate today. Can be regarded as let her this hanging heart, ordinary sound to the ground.

Still shrunk: "by the way, where am I?"

"My room."

"Oh... Ah?" With her eyes wide open, she thought it was in the room of Dongyuan. As a result, it was in his room. Is the bed that she is sitting in now his bed?

The breeze shallow Xi lowered a head to see a bed, instantly have a kind of feel like on pins and needles. How terrible... She suddenly felt more comfortable sitting on the floor than sitting on this bed.

After a while, Mo you took the medicine and a glass of water and handed it to her.

Shallow Xi looks at the medicine in his palm, Leng for a while, she is here, drink of is all Chinese medicine, see Western medicine for the first time: "this, this is western medicine?"

"Do you like Chinese medicine?"

"No, no, western medicine is good, western medicine is good." Qian Xi nodded his head, took the pill, swallowed it and drank a lot of water. I haven't taken medicine so easily for a long time. She didn't think there would be any Western medicine in this place. Suddenly, she felt uncomfortable when she saw this kind of pill. Ah! Sure enough, she has been in this temple for a long time, and her head is a bit old-fashioned. If she goes on like this, she will degenerate into an old friend in a few days.

After taking the medicine, he began to touch his forehead. He had been bandaged, even his knee. He was well done: "my injury is, is it you who bandaged it?"

"What's the matter?" He asked flatly.

She just asked tentatively. She just thought about it a little bit. Who knows it's true? The man who has been ignoring her and treating her like air, has... Bandaged her?

Flattered, she was a little scared.

No way, but she experienced more than a week of wind and frost, and then turned a little too big, little heart a little bit can not bear.

Now it's still bouncing.

"I don't know. You are so gentle."

"You are my disciple, aren't you?" He said flatly.

Qian Xi raised his head and looked at him. Even though he couldn't see him clearly through the veil, he felt a touch in his heart at this moment.

Disciple?

In other words, because we are our own people?

Before that sentence, trouble, disaster, has let her moved, now she is more, more moved.

I almost didn't wipe my tears.

"Lord. Oh no, master Mo, master Mo you. " I almost didn't change my tongue, but I started to call the Lord again. But if I want to call him by his name, I'd better forget it, or the master should call him more smoothly.

Mo you doesn't seem to care: "if you want to be strong, you should take good care of yourself first. In three days, I will teach you."

"Well. Master moyou, you don't even ask me why I want to come to chanyue temple and why I want to become stronger? " She asked curiously. It seems that Shifu is not interested in this kind of thing?

"Why dare to be interested?"