Qingyin heard the master's voice a little abnormal, and mistakenly thought that he was because of some serious illness that he was like this.
She hurriedly took the master's hand and cried, "Master, is the disciple unsuccessful? The disciple doesn't want to die..."
She has not become an immortal yet, and she has died in vain. Wouldn’t she die with all her eyes open?
The lotus instantly petrified, how could the little disciple's idea be so special?
He leaned down and saw that the little disciple had not put on his clothes. He quickly pulled the silk brocade to cover her body and comforted him, "You are not sick."
"How could I not get sick? My disciple clearly felt that I was not breathing smoothly, and I felt like I was suffocating to death!" Qingyin bit her lip and sucked her nose.
"If you are a teacher, you can't believe it?" Lian suddenly felt that if you want to accept a girl as your apprentice, you must first develop your psychological endurance.
Without extremely strong psychological qualities, I am afraid it is difficult to pass.
Qingyin shook her head and looked at her master pitifully.
Seeing her appearance, Lian Youyou sighed and thought, if Xiaobao was there, he would definitely let Xiaobao explain it to Qingyin.
But the little demon came down to earth with a basket of ten thousand-year fruits and has not come back yet.
It seems that Xiaobao is unreliable.
"Qingyin, remember what you are like. From now on, you are already an adult!" Lian could only explain this to her.
Qingyin nodded in a vague way and asked again: "Do you still want to wrap a strip of cloth?"
"Of course I don't want it." If you continue to pester, Lian's little apprentice will be afraid of suffocating and dying.
Fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise the child would have tortured her to death.
"Master, my disciple still doesn't understand. What exactly are these two little buns?" Qingyin simply hugged the master's arm.
Since she was not wearing clothes, her hot chest rubbed against Lian's arms, and she felt numb.
A strange thing couldn't help but pass through her heart.
She didn't notice that there was a charming flower on her neck, and she saw that it was a little blooming.
Soon, the flower disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Feeling the little disciple rubbing his arm like a kitten, he could even feel the slight heat. Lian's face, which had originally returned to calm, turned red again.
He pulled out his arm, stood up from the little apprentice, and said, "That is the woman's breast/pampon!"
After saying this, Lian fled in a hurry!
You know, he took a lot of effort to say this sentence.
Why!
It is not easy to accept an apprentice, but it is even more difficult to accept a female apprentice!
However, such a thing is not over.
A few more days passed, one night.
Lian was meditating in the dormitory.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a little disciple calling her from the next room. He quickly waved his sleeves and the person had already appeared in the next room.
At this moment, Qingyin rolled on the couch with her stomach covering her stomach, and a layer of sweat oozed out of her forehead.
"Master, you're here. The disciple is so painful... Save me..." Qingyin saw the visitor, as if a savior had arrived.
Lian was panicked, and strode over and checked, and found that she had a stomachache. She initially concluded that she had eaten the wrong thing: "What did you eat tonight?"
"Two apples, one banana, and half a roast chicken, a stack of crispy..." Qingyin said a lot.
Hearing this, Lian's face looked extremely ugly and her mouth twitched.
His little disciple is indeed a foodie, and this is true.