But Zi Sang Hewan is an exception. When he adopted Zi Sang Hewan as his disciple, he was only a few years old. However, when he saw him, he felt inexplicably close. He accepted him without thinking.
He took it back to the mountain as his disciple and gave his son the name Sang Hewan...
Luo Qingyu was very close to Zi Sang Hewan when he saw that day, and even called him "Xiang Wan". Even a fool could see that her heart was chasing Zi Sang Hewan.
After spending time with this girl for a long time, he knew that she was not the kind of girl who fell in love with people at first sight, so her attitude towards Zi Sang Hewan became subtle.
Could it be that his apprentice looks similar to that Xiangwan?
Xiangwan used to be her lover?!
His palm couldn't help but tighten!
An emotion similar to jealousy surged up wildly!
What he wants is not only her people, but also her heart!
He wants her to fall in love with him wholeheartedly...
Let that "Xiangwan" go to hell!
His eyes as deep as the sea met her eyes. Her eyes, which were once distinctly black and white, were now misty and shimmering like a lake, and were intoxicated, and were so terrifying that it was so attractive.
His fingers stroked her little mouth: "Little Feather, since I have fallen in love with you, you will never escape my control in this life!"
Luo Qingyu couldn't breathe when he was suppressed. She was covered in big eyes and struggled for a moment, trying hard to turn over: "No, no... This is not right..."
Indra slowly clamped her struggling hands, locked them above her head, and pressed her forehead against her forehead: "Little feather, what's wrong?"
His breath was filled with mist around her, making her heart beat like thunder, and her pretty face was even more rosy-