"You came here at night just to get hibiscus flowers?" Yan Luo was startled, then smiled, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have gained a very interesting disciple: "I can give you as many of these flowers as you want.
how much you……"
Su Tong glared at him and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth - Sending flowers? Being courteous for nothing, either adultery or theft!
Yan Luoqing smiled lightly, glanced at her, and the next second he flew up directly. His white figure was dressed in the dark night, and the next second he was standing on the big rock. He raised his hand,
He easily picked a large bunch of hibiscus flowers, then jumped up and stopped steadily in front of her.
"Here you go." He raised his hand and handed a large bouquet of hibiscus flowers to her. The faint fragrance of hibiscus spread into Su Tong's nose, making her suddenly realize -
Through the faint moonlight, the man in front of her completely overlapped with the figure in her mind. They were both responsive to her requests.
I once remembered that when the master gave her a birthday gift, he also held out his hand so calmly, with a trace of inexplicable doting in his eyes.
She is confused...
I don’t know if this is a dream or reality; I don’t know if the man in front of me is the Demon Lord or the Master.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Yan Luo just looked at himself blankly, frowned involuntarily, raised his hand in displeasure, and pushed the flower in front of her.
In this case, if she said no, he would definitely get angry.
Su Tong looked at him blankly, and unexpectedly took the flower in her hand. In confusion, her heart could not help but feel sour, and she murmured: "Master..."
"Yes." Yan Luo responded, looking at her with satisfaction as she took the flowers, looking silly, and didn't think there was anything wrong.
Hearing his voice, Su Tong couldn't help but be startled, and then she suddenly regained consciousness. She felt so regretful that she wanted to bite off her tongue: Damn! Why is she lost again! She's yelling at someone again!
Feeling that she was so close to him, she couldn't help but flinch. She quickly took three steps back and opened a safe distance. Only then did she dare to raise her head and look at his expression at the moment - his eyes were indifferent and his face remained calm.
His indifference was like a hard plaster statue, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Glancing at the hibiscus flower in her hand, Su Tong gritted her teeth, knowing that she shouldn't stay here for a long time, but she knew that running away was definitely the stupidest behavior at the moment - she couldn't run away from him, and couldn't beat him again and again! Piccolo was the only one who had a chance of winning.
Still in his hands!
"Aren't you going to kill me?" Su Tong waited in silence for a while, but when he saw that he still didn't take any action, she finally couldn't help but ask in a dull voice.
"Why do I want to kill you?" Yan Luo spoke word by word, moving lightly, approaching Su Tong slowly, with a playful smile on his face.
When he took a step forward, Su Tong took a step back.
"Didn't you say that no one who sees you can live in this world?" Su Tong curled her lips and blurted out, "I saw it! More than once!"
But as soon as she said it, she couldn't help but regret it - she was really crazy! This sentence was clearly asking for death, actively begging for death!!
The corners of Yan Luo's lips curled up, and he shook his head helplessly, with a cold smile on his face.
"I said you are an exception..."
His tone was neither cold nor hot, but it seemed to be a deliberately prolonged voice. Goosebumps suddenly appeared on Su Tong's arms - exception?! Why...why did it sound so ambiguous?
Did she hear wrongly or is the world itself a fantasy?
However, Yan Luo did not realize the infinite reverie in her heart. The next sentence completely brought her back to the ruthless reality: "Who made you my only disciple..."
Su Tong suddenly woke up with a start, and then she remembered that he had said the same thing in the brothel just now... It's strange, why did he identify her as his disciple today?
"When did I become your disciple?" She yelled over without thinking, firmly denying it.
"Every time you see me, call me master..." Yan Luo spoke slowly, counting the times he wanted to see me, and finally glanced at the flowers in her arms and added, "Just now
Aren't you the one who calls me Master?"
"That's the portrait of you and my master, so I recognized the wrong person!" Su Tong glared at her fiercely. Her master was a gentle type, not the iceberg devil type in front of her!
"I have never heard of anyone who looks like me in the world." Yan Luo's face darkened, and his eyebrows furrowed in displeasure, "Besides, who is drunk and holding me in his arms and calling me Master?
of?"
"Who is it?" Su Tong responded reflexively. Just as she was about to say something slanderous, a picture unexpectedly popped up in her mind. It was indeed her rubbing his clothes and calling him master.
Strange, she is missing a section of her memory...
Yan Luo had no time to continue arguing with her. He glanced at her and said calmly: "I am not someone you can fool. Since you asked me to break the rules and accept you as my disciple, there is no possibility of going back on my words."
There is no possibility of changing the decision he made.
She has the ability to change once, but she won't have the ability to change a second time.
"I……"
"Here you go!" Su Tong was about to speak, but Yan Luo suddenly interrupted. He raised his hand and threw the piccolo in her direction.
Su Tong's eyes lit up, she quickly caught it, held it tightly in her hand, and then said angrily: "What if I don't want to be your apprentice?"
"You can give it a try..." Yan Luo smiled, turned around and left directly, his back was neat and tidy, and he just left a faint sentence, "Look at what you are holding on to first..."