Fei Yue in the dream also embraced a certain purpose to approach the great master, which was a bit like her former profession...
However, this little demon Fei Yue should have not received any professional training. His actions are still a little naive and his movements are a bit stiff...
At least the tricks of teasing men are a bit stiff...
The great master in the dream should have noticed her purpose, right?
It seems that it is not really touching, but acts with the flow-
Luo Qingyu had contacted too many men in his previous life and understood very well what a man would really like to be really emotional.
It's definitely not like a great master in his dream. She can even clearly see the coldness and insight that occasionally slips through his eyes...
Fei Yue in the dream looks like a slutty behavior, but in fact she is still a pure little yellow flower and doesn't really understand men-
"What are you thinking again? So enchanting?" Luo Qingyu suddenly woke up with a smile in his heart when he was gently knocked on his forehead.
It seems that after I came over time, I was distracted a little more frequently. This problem is unfair!
Otherwise, I don’t know how many black guns I will be shot in the future!
As soon as he looked up, he saw the great master standing beside his bed, his eyes narrowed slightly to look at her, his obsidian-like eyes were flowing, as deep as the sea water, his eyes were dyed with the rays of light coming in from the window, dazzling, but he could see them at all.
No emotions.
"Master, I'm sorry, I got drunk last night and somehow got here. □□..."
"You are indeed drunk, but not last night, but the eve of the Great Night, you didn't run to this picture by yourself, but brought you up for your teacher." The great master said slowly.
The veins on Luo Qingyu's forehead leaped.
Well, this great master won’t hug him once or twice anyway.
She could have ignored it calmly.
But wait!
Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "The Eve of the Big Beast? So, I've been drunk for three days?"
No, she has never had such a record after being drunk for three days!
She was drunk occasionally, and only got drunk for one night, and the next day she was full of energy and nothing happened.
What's wrong this time?
"This wine is called "The God of Immortals' Hundred Days of Drunk". Even if the God of Immortals drink too much, they will still be drunk for hundreds of days. What's the strange thing about you being drunk for three days?" The great master seemed to guess what she was thinking and explained lazily.
So, is my little body more resistant to alcohol than a god?
Luo Qingyu felt a little perfect.
Just as I was about to say something, the great master said again: "If I had not used my own sobering soup, I guess you would have been sleeping for another year..."
I see!
Luo Qingyu rubbed his eyebrows. It seemed that she would be better off that kind of wine in the future!
She doesn't want to sleep for another year. She still has to practice peerless martial arts and travel around the world. She doesn't want to waste all her great time to sleep.
"Thank you, Master." She thanked her, turned over and wanted to get out of bed, but suddenly stopped again, her body half stiffened, and she didn't dare to move for a moment.
The great master glanced at her: "What's wrong?"
Luo Qingyu calmly shook his head: "No... nothing." She looked out and smiled.