Villain: There are too many children of luck, I am so bad at it

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next day.

"Sister, I'm here to see you."

Bai Feng reached out and knocked on Yu Yao's door, carrying the training formation and puppet he had made yesterday.

Now Yu Yao has moved her house next door to his, and Xiao Xue runs to his house almost every day, and only goes back to Yu Yao's house at night when she goes to bed.

After a few seconds, the door opened automatically, and there was no Yu Yao behind the door.

Bai Feng walked into the house and saw Yu Yao lying motionless on the sofa.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Yao slowly turned her head to look at Bai Feng, then lowered her head and asked in a depressed mood: "Junior brother, am I a waste?"

"Why do you think so?"

Bai Feng sat next to Yu Yao, not understanding why Yu Yao suddenly became depressed.

"During yesterday's training, I was beaten by Yu Mo, but why can't I even beat you, a formation master?"

When Yu Yao thought of being "bullied" by Bai Feng yesterday, she felt sad and angry. She is a senior sister! Not only did she enter the sect earlier than Bai Feng, but she is also a pure swordsman!

"..."

Bai Feng suddenly fell silent, wondering if he had bullied her too much yesterday.

"Sister, do you want some snacks?" He took out a few boxes of snacks that Yu Yao liked.

But Yu Yao shook her head after staring at the snacks for a few seconds: "... Leave it for now, I'll eat it later."

'It's broken! ’

She didn’t even want to eat the snacks. This time, Yuyao’s self-esteem was really hurt.

“Eat a little. I’ll feed you.” Bai Feng took out a piece of peach cake and put it next to Yuyao’s mouth.

Yuyao stared at the peach cake for a few seconds, then took a bite. While chewing, she muttered vaguely, “Why do you feed me with your hands?”

Bai Feng: “…”

He sighed, then gently bit a corner of the peach cake that he had taken a bite of. Then he reached out and grabbed Yuyao’s shoulder, and ‘fed’ her in front of her confused eyes.

“Wait, I’m just kidding… um…”

A minute later, Bai Feng wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yuyao, whose face was flushed: “How does it taste?”

“…No, I don’t know.”

Yuyao lowered her head, feeling that her brain was in a mess. Not to mention the taste of the peach cake, she couldn’t even remember how she swallowed the peach cake.

"Do you want to try another piece?"

"..."

Yuyao didn't say anything, or her brain didn't support her complex thinking.

'Why does Yuyao's defense still seem so low? '

Bai Feng complained in his heart, but didn't continue to stimulate her.

After about a minute, Yuyao quietly raised her head, but the blush on her face did not dissipate.

"Senior sister, do you want to eat more?"

Bai Feng picked up a piece of dessert and handed it to Yuyao. This time, Yuyao obediently reached out to take it and ate it in small bites.

As Yuyao sipped the snacks, he explained, "Sister, you don't have to be too disappointed. Our master said that I have a good talent in swordsmanship, and I often practice with Yumo, so I can be considered half a swordsman."

"Actually, I know that, but I'm still a little unwilling..." Yuyao lowered her head and muttered softly, "I feel that after some time, I won't be able to catch up with you at all."

"Then you should train with us." Bai Feng said with a smile, "How about this, I will be your training instructor in person, and you can come to me no matter what problems you encounter."

Yuyao raised her head slightly: "If you don't know how to comfort me, don't comfort me. It's too embarrassing to tell others that my dignified sister actually needs you, my junior brother, to teach her."

"Then I will be your sparring partner. You can discuss any problems you encounter with me."

Yu Yao stared at Bai Feng for a few seconds, then she sighed: "... Forget it, I am not the kind of person who cares about face. I will bother you in the future."

"Welcome."

After seeing that Yu Yao was in a better mood, Bai Feng talked about business: "By the way, I have made the formation and puppets for guard training. Remember to send them over, senior sister."

He handed the formation plate and the storage bag containing the puppets to Yu Yao, and Yu Yao nodded: "Don't worry, I have already arranged it."

"There is one more thing." Bai Feng took out a book with nothing on the cover from the storage bag, "Senior sister, this is for you."

"This

What is it? "

Yu Yao took the book and looked at it for a few seconds. It didn't look like a book published in a bookstore, but rather a private one.

"A gift for apology."

"Apologize?" Yu Yao tilted her head.

What is he apologizing for? Is he referring to the fact that he abused her during training?

"It's about Chunqiu." Bai Feng didn't explain directly, but smiled and urged, "Sister, open it first."

"Chunqiu? It can't be that Teacher Chunqiu doesn't want to authorize it, right? "

Yu Yao muttered a few words in a low voice, and then she turned to the first page of the book. The next second, the expression on her face was stunned.

Turning to the first page, an exquisite painting appeared directly in front of her. The girl in the painting was wearing a robe of Tianjian Sect. She leaned on the windowsill with both hands, with a lovely smile on her face, and seemed to be looking into the house.

And the girl in the painting was 80% similar to her.

"Junior brother, this is..."

"It was the time when you and Zixiao Peak organized a party. It was also the first time we chatted privately and negotiated the first deal. "Bai Feng said with a smile, "It was also after that that we gradually became familiar with each other. ”

“That time…”

Yuyao felt a little nostalgic. At that time, she had made many superficial friends because of her past habits, such as the senior sisters and junior sisters of Zixiao Peak.

Later, because she and Bai Feng had similar tastes (referring to the fact that they were all fans of Teacher Chunqiu), after she had a real friend, she rarely maintained the relationship of superficial friends.

Then she turned a few pages back. The protagonists in the paintings were all herself. Some were holding Chunqiu and rushing on the road, some were showing off the newly made clothes, and even she was wearing a maid outfit and lifting the hem of her skirt.

“How come there is even this one!”

Yuyao’s little face was red, but then she suddenly realized a problem. She looked up at Bai Feng: “Wait, who drew these pictures?”

Bai Feng did not answer directly, but smiled and asked: “Sister, who do you think drew it?”

“This painting style is obviously Teacher Chunqiu’s, right? "Yu Yao picked up the book and looked at it. As a loyal fan of Teacher Chunqiu, she knew Teacher Chunqiu's painting style too well. She frowned slightly, "You went to Teacher Chunqiu to draw pictures?"

Bai Feng shook her head: "No, Senior Sister, guess again."

"Well, isn't it Teacher Chunqiu?" Yu Yao pondered, "Did you worship Teacher Chunqiu as your teacher?"

"Guess bolder!"

"Well..." Yu Yao fell into thought again, "It can't be that you and Teacher Chunqiu were taught by the same master, right?"

"Is there a possibility..." Bai Feng sighed and said leisurely, "I am Chunqiu."