Chapter 23

She rolled up the picture scroll again and put it into the painting jar. Xiao Song pulled out another one with her backhand. This time, she hesitated and was a little nervous... Taking a deep breath, Xiao Song still slowly opened the scroll, and a beautiful face slowly appeared in front of her. The beautiful jade white cheeks and big round eyes gently looked straight ahead. Fang, there is no sense of discord at all. His facial features are exquisite, his upper lip is slightly thin, his lower lip is slightly thick, and he is dressed in white... Xiao Song touched his chin silently and feels familiar. Why does he seem to have seen it somewhere?

Well... If there is no mistake, this woman may or probably be her... herself.

Xiao Qiu actually drew a portrait of her without her knowledge... Can she say that he infringed his soul?!

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Xiao Song feels very uncomfortable... Seeing his portrait in his apprentice's room is a little strange, not to mention that this apprentice has a uncomfortable criminal record... The biggest possibility she thinks now is that unconsciously, Xiao Qiu's teenager has not escaped the plot after all. Taught, she once again had an idea that she should not have had for her poor master... However, although she was entangled and uncertain, she had never showed any inappropriate attitude in front of Xiao Qiu. She feels that she has been playing the role of a gentle, dignified and strict good master who plays a little joke from time to time for the past three years... How can a young teenager have such a strange mind for a mature elder?!

Well... She knows the existence of such things as master and apprentice literature, but after all, novels are novels, and reality is always reality. She admitted that she was a pedantic person and it was okay to read novels. In reality, it really made her have that idea about her master. Not to mention that other people's opinions would make her unbearable, she felt uncomfortable herself! That's why she always felt that Xiao Qiu was a magical teenager. Regardless of the times, ethical concepts are deeply rooted in people's hearts. How did he do this kind of thing without burden?

She admitted that she was extreme again... Although she had been aware of this a long time ago, there was still a small resistance that could not be controlled, which was also human. Except for that little discomfort, Xiao Song still doesn't understand. Xiao Qiu used to treat her like that because she was hateful, jealous or paranoid. What about now?

She treats him too much. He can't be jealous of her being fierce to him... right?

Xiao Song trembled. Why did he suddenly feel that this originally unreliable guess was also quite well-founded!

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There was a gentle sound of footsteps outside the door, which was the sound of cloth shoes stepping on dead branches and fallen leaves. The man walked calmly and was slowly walking towards the yard.

Xiao Song was shocked and almost couldn't hold the picture scroll in his hand...

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Xiao Qiu pushed the door and entered. Behind him was a fiery red cloud, which made his dark hair a little red, and even his originally white ice and snow-like cheeks were stained with a blush, forcing his delicate facial features to become more and more gorgeous. The next second, he saw the master sitting quietly at the desk reading... She lowered her eyes, her long and curly eyelashes were slightly raised, and the red color was faintly visible under Joan's nose, as if she had been dyed with rouge.

Even after such a distance, he felt that he had smelled the unique fragrance of the man... It was intoxicating and couldn't help but be immersed in it.

He couldn't help raising his hand...

"Qiu'er, you're back." The woman raised her dark eyes and looked at him gently, with a smile on the corners of her lips. The sound broke the loneliness and silence of the room and also broke his momentary trance. I came back early today. Did you have dinner? The tacky Miss Xiao Song opened her mouth and said, 'Have you eaten yet?' This is the level.

"No yet." He quickly restrained his mind and did not mention why she was in his room. He just lowered his eyebrows and followed Xiao Song's words, "It's still so early. Why don't the master stay and let Qiu'er serve the meal?"

This is worse than asking why she is here...

Xiao Song's smile almost froze there... If the first thing hadn't happened, she might have been able to agree now. But now that the first thing has happened, she is very uncomfortable now. At this time, if she really stays and eats face to face with Xiao Qiu, maybe she will be exposed if she can't control her emotions! She is a coward. She likes to nest in her shell. What she likes most is to be forcibly pulled out of her shell to face the reality... Now her life is very good and peaceful. She doesn't want anyone to break it. Even if that man is the hero of fate, she is destined to come to cannon fodder with fate... She is not willing!

Even if some things are destined to happen, she is also psychologically prepared, but it is a moment to delay... Forgive her for not having the awareness of early death and early life. The ants are still alive, not to mention she is so huge!

"Today won't work." Xiao Song refused lightly, "There are still some things to do later. I have to go back later. Let's talk about it another day."

"Is it?" He slowly walked to her and across the desk from her. "Qiu'er heard from the master. The master said another day, then another day."

Why did she hear the threatening tone... Is it her illusion? It must be her illusion!

Xiao Song coughed softly and opened his mouth to explain: "I have nothing to do today. When I passed by here, I wanted to see you. Who would have thought that you were not there, and I didn't expect that you had a lot of books. I forgot the time at this time."

Xiao Qiu's eyes faintly glinted over the book she was holding in her hand, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. Wen Yan said, "Master, it's fine if you like it." He didn't tell her that it was not a book, but a Buddhist scriptures he wrote; he didn't want to remind her that she took the book back...

Where did Xiao Song read any book? She just drew a random book and didn't read it again. What's more, there was no text on the cover, so she wouldn't tell her to take it back... How did she know that her character would be so bad!

She felt that Xiao Qiu's expression was a little strange, but now she didn't have time to think about what was wrong. So she casually stuffed the book back into the bookcase, stood up and walked out. When passing by Xiao Qiu, she paused and pretended to be calm. In fact, the hand huddled under her sleeves had long been clenched into a fist, and there was no such a famous teacher's demeanor!" Let's go first as a teacher.

Xiao Qiu turned to look at her and looked focused: "Qiu'er sends the master."

Xiao Song said without hesitation, "Send him to the door."

Xiao Qiu did not refute, "Yes." Xiao Song looked at him twice and thought he was a villain again?

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Song stopped and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go here, Qiuer, go back to rest early."

Xiao Qiu didn't say anything and still looked at her gently... Xiao Song calmly withdrew his hand and turned around and went away... Of course, that's just an appearance. In fact, this girl should not be too panicked! If it hadn't been for floating, I'm afraid I'd be swayed now.

When her back disappeared into the depths of the trees, Xiao Qiu withdrew her far-reaching eyes and slowly walked to the room.

He gently closed the door with his backhand. He walked straight to the desk, sat in the position where Xiao Song was originally sat, and slowly closed his eyes. The tip of his nose was full of the unique fragrance on her body... For a long time, he opened a pair of bright eyes like stars and looked at the painting jar on the side of the desk... He stretched out his jade-white slender fingers and poked He touched the scroll in the painting tank and seemed to feel something. He pulled out a picture from it. His beautiful fingers stroked the rope tied to the scroll. For a long time, he smiled happily.

It has been found, hasn't it?

The laughter gradually sank...

Do you want to escape as if you don't know anything? What a... timid master.

But why...he was not surprised at all?

His slender fingers untied the rope and slowly spread out the scroll... A gentle and beautiful face slowly appeared in front of him. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the face of the person in the painting, as if he had touched the soft and smooth skin... The beautiful swallow's eyes slowly narrowed, and she wanted to escape, but he could not allow it.

Now that he knows, how can he allow her to continue to pretend to be stupid?

He likes her and doesn't want to like her secretly anymore. He wants to stand beside her openly... He is no longer an apprentice, but as a man. Knowing that such a love will not get the approval and blessing of others, he can't control the desire in his heart. It's not that I haven't tried to resist, but they all end up with failure. In this case, why don't you just stop resisting your mind... He is addicted to this feeling.

It seems that from the first time I saw her, there was a voice in my heart that kept telling him - it was her... It wouldn't be someone else, even her, but only her.

He has sunk, how can she get out of the matter?