Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

One plus one is absolutely greater than two combinations.

Qin Wang must be happy too.

"But……"

"But--"

Yan Ce's most sincere thoughts can never be confide in anyone. He raised his eyes to look at Han Fei's steady and cold face, hesitated for a long time and finally chose to entrust his trust and confide the most sincere desire in his heart to Teacher Han Fei, who will definitely keep it secret. .

"I want to go to King Qin."

Han Fei: "..."

It's over, it's too late, it's so fucking late.

Chapter 83 Non-renewable destruction of the Three Views

Sincerely.

So simple and straightforward that she wanted to die.

How dare you unlucky boy tell your teacher such things, boy, the weight of your trust really makes Fei Kuai breathless.

Please don't use that kind of hopeful look after saying the opening remarks of Xiao Huangwen——

The hesitant and sincere voice of the boy next to him almost scared Han Fei to death.

"Master, I want to go to King Qin, so what should I do?"

Seeing that Han Fei was silent, the young man once again told his teacher the most beautiful dream buried in this pure desire, and he believed that only a wise man whose thoughts reached the peak of Kyushu could give him the answer.

A legalist sage who can play with the laws of an empire must understand human nature.

After all, people who play psychological tactics have dirty hearts.

……

No, don't repeat, non's hearing is very good.

Han Fei rolled his lips stiffly, and said with a faint smile, "Fei... Fei needs to think hard before answering."

I thought I was still looking forward to the beautiful initial stage, hehehe... It turns out that it is already the last stage, this can save a ghost, it is completely hopeless, okay?

but--

As a teacher, you can't say any words of rejection to the irredeemable children.

Han Fei's eyes were complicated and confused, and he took a deep breath for a while before dispelling the huge and chaotic shadow area at the moment.

This was a weight she absolutely couldn't bear, but after the child confided to her seriously, she couldn't pretend not to hear this terrible secret.

Holding the last trace of luck, Han Fei asked in a slightly esoteric tone, "What do you mean by getting some kind of invisible and intangible comfort, or the kind of real male and female desires?"

If it is the former, as long as he is properly guided by Fusu, the young man will gradually beautify that emotion as time goes by. If it is the latter, His Royal Highness Fusu can only get married under the delicate situation that his fiancé is full of other women. After getting married, it is God's blessing that the country is not in chaos.

"This..." Yan Ce frowned and sighed, "I don't know."

Putting his hands on the railing and looking into the distance, the long wind from outside Hangu flows silently in this world in the distance, and the heat of midsummer renders his already lonely mood a little irritable. In the end, the boy caught The placket, the long black hair raised slightly.

With a tone so calm that Mr. Fei had to look at her, he said lightly: "I probably want to hug her tightly, and then talk about the memories of the past, and slowly use my body to go through this memory process. ..."

"stop."

With despair and annoyance in his eyes, Han Fei took a deep breath and calmly stopped the other party's increasingly detailed description.

The last trace of luck was shattered by her students, and there was not even a scum left from the source.

It's not a purely spiritual affair, if it's just a controlled spiritual affair, that's okay, but her student literally wants to be with King Qin, that is, she wants to do something absurd and unspeakable behind Fusu's back.

Ask non, what can we do next?

What else can I do!

She felt that if she was going to be put to death in prison one day, she must have been seriously cheated to death by her proudest student.

Han Fei pretended to be calm, and the despair and depression in his eyes were hidden deep in his eyes. He asked lightly, "Then what kind of emotion do you give to Fusu?"

"You can play with a pregnant godsister."

"what--!"

The boy turned his head, smiled faintly, and said, "I'm just kidding."

Is this the time to... joke?

Her face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, and Han Fei seemed to feel that she had become more irritable recently, which was contrary to the standards of a gentleman, and she rubbed her headache-ridden temples.

"Stop making such jokes."

The young man nodded awkwardly, and didn't care about it. He just adjusted the atmosphere a little and said, "From the last time Fusu talked with me about marriage, I can see that she will never agree to marry me. It's not suitable to be her future partner, I know it all."

Are you kidding me now?

The change of Han Fei's expression changed from the initial confusion and surprise to the hesitation of "Are you fucking kidding me" in the end.

"King Qin is the lord of the Kyushu who is destined to reach the pinnacle of power. To King Qin, Fusu is her carefully cultivated successor. It is a dream of ruling the country and stabilizing the prosperity. To me, Fusu may be a A classmate who can play."

"I can protect her for the rest of my life with a promise and do my best to help her, but if we get married, even if we have a good sex on the bed and off the bed... But Fusu and I don't want to agree to a marriage, so what's the point of sticking to it?"