When Lian heard the soft voice, she felt a moment of loss of consciousness.
But in just a moment, he returned to the light and light fantasy lotus God Lord.
"Why do you want to be a master?" Lian asked, reaching out to pry apart the little hand hanging on his neck, but found that the strength of the little hand was really not that great.
Qingyin pouted her little mouth, feeling a little aggrieved: "The disciple woke up for two consecutive nights and found himself lying on the stone bed. In order to understand and understand the doubts in his heart, the disciple pretended to faint!"
Lian Wei frowned, and the little disciple wanted to relieve his doubts. He saw this in the past two days.
But why did the little disciple guess it was him?
"There is a pleasant smell on the master's body. Even if the person disappears, the smell will not dissipate!" Qingyin took a deep breath, and the smell in the air became more and more intense after the master came.
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I was just smelling the smell of my master in the air, so Qingyin boldly imagined whether the master was secretly visiting her.
When Qingyin thought of lying in the master's arms at this moment, she felt her heart pounding, as if she was pretending to be a deer.
She looked up at the master's delicate face and asked, "Last night and the night before, were both masters, right?"
At this moment, this female and male posture made Lian Weiwei feel a little embarrassed. She covered her mouth and coughed gently. She pushed her away with a little force, stood up, and seemed a little alienated: "I'm just here to see, this is all this
That's it!"
Qingyin is a child after all, and she doesn't know anything about men and women at all.
I just felt that Master’s chest was so hot, wide and comfortable, especially the fragrance of Master’s body was so close to his nostrils, itchy and savory.
Suddenly leaving Master's arms, Qingyin immediately felt chill all over and the corners of her mouth trembled, "Master... Father will also be fooling people."
Yesterday and the night before yesterday, the person who carried her to the ice bed was obviously the master, so she was absolutely not wrong.
The unique taste of the master is no longer pretending to be.
Why is the master just unwilling to admit it?
It's so cold, why is it so cold?
Gradually, Qingyin was frozen and became a little confused.
Lian fought back and did not realize the inappropriateness of her little disciple. "I will only come to check tonight to see if you are lazy!"
The people behind him did not respond as expected, which made Lian raise her eyebrows involuntarily.
Looking sideways, I was surprised to find Qingyin lying weakly on the ice bed, her eyes closed, and her small face as big as a palm was pale and bloodless.
"Qingyin!Qingyin!" Lian was shocked and flew over and helped her up.
Hold her little hand and put your true aura into her body.
After the continuous stream of true qi was input into Qingyin's body, her face improved significantly.
Soon, Qingyin opened her eyes, but she was still a little weak, "Master...father..."
"You are still very weak, don't talk! After a night of sleep, everything will be fine." Lian interrupted the little disciple, feeling a little distressed in her eyes.
If he hadn't insisted on doing this, the little disciple would not have suffered from the biting cold air.
Qingyin, don’t blame me for being a teacher, it’s all for your own good.
Qingyin shook her head, "No, the disciple will not sleep. If the disciple sleeps, the master will leave! I don't want it!"
Lian was stunned for a moment. She was so weak and still couldn't sleep. It turned out that she was afraid that she would leave.
For a moment, Lian didn't know how to deal with her little disciple's words.
After a while, he said, "You sleep well, the master will not leave."
If the teacher leaves and leaves you alone to resist the cold air, how can you feel at ease?