Words spoken, water spilled!

Since it is impossible to take it back, cover it up and lie...... It can only be that there is a ghost in the heart and wants to cover it.

Looking at Murong Wenyao's surprised eyes, Wen Jun said curtly: "Auntie, you are very much like my master." ”

"Am I like your teacher?" Murong Wenyao's deep and beautiful eyes blinked, and a shallow, elusive smile appeared on her face, "Wen Jun, what does your senior sister do?" ”

"Just like you, you're a doctor."

"Oh, really?" Murong Wenyao's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he actually asked in a lost voice: "Did you teach that 'Xuantian Divine Acupuncture Method' by her?" ”

Xuantian God Acupuncture? After being stunned for a moment, Wen Jun immediately understood that his details had been seen through by Murong Wenyao. He couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him.

What kind of eyes are these? The black and white autumn water cut-out pupils are deep and mysterious, like a bright star in the vast night sky, and like the vast ocean, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"Xuantian God Needle?" Although he knew that he had been seen through by others, Wen Jun still pretended to be at a loss and asked, "Master, why can't I understand what you said?" ”

Unconsciously, Wen Jun had already regarded Murong Wenyao as his most respected teacher in his heart.

Murong Wenyao looked at Wen Jun's serious appearance of denial, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, this little guy is too capable of pretending! But it's understandable, who wants to make such an important thing public?

If colleagues in the Chinese medicine industry learn that the "Xuantian Shen Acupuncture Method" is available again, they don't know what kind of monstrous waves will be set off? At the same time, she also deeply felt that it was indeed a bit abrupt that she suddenly asked him this sensitive question.

Murong Wenyao bit her lip, a kind smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Silly boy, you have called me Shiniang, what else is there to hide from Shiniang?" ”

Wen Jun's heartthrob-like handsome face showed a look of unease, and he understood that once he admitted that he would be able to "Xuantian Divine Acupuncture", how would his identity be explained?

Tell the truth - crossing? I'm afraid that my future life will be like a guinea pig being imprisoned! The only viable excuse is still the "old Chinese medicine doctor in the countryside".

He and Murong Wenyao had just met, and they didn't know much about her character, who knew if she would leak her secrets?

Once the identity is revealed, how can the non-existent statement of "old Chinese medicine in the countryside" withstand the wind of the media that wants to dig up the graves of other people's eighteenth generations?

It's one thing for someone else to know about it, and it's another thing for you to admit it. After all, the former is just a guess and there is no way to verify it; If you admit it, it will be a sure fact.

But in the face of Murong Wenyao's pretty face and burning eyes, Wen Jun couldn't bear to deny it for a while, this woman who was as gentle as water like a master made him in a dilemma.

In his anxiety, countless tiny droplets of sweat appeared on Wen Jun's forehead. He took the cup of "Longjing Before the Rain" that was still steaming on the coffee table, and he didn't care about Sven, and "grunted", like a cow drinking water.

Seeing Wen Jun's expression, Murong Wenyao understood that he might have forced him too much. Hey, in the eyes of others, she is a resourceful "Xinglin Girl Zhuge ", why can't she hold her breath?

She smiled indifferently and said, "Child, don't think too much, Shi Niang just wants to know if you used the 'Xuantian Divine Acupuncture Method' when you healed just now, that's all." If you have any difficulties, don't say anything. ”

I don't know why, Murong Wenyao seems to have recognized the title of "Shi Niang".

"You...... Are you really my teacher? Wen Jun grabbed her bare hand excitedly with both hands and asked eagerly.

In his heart, there is a kind of luck, he can travel to this era thousands of years later, why can't Li Ruxue?

Murong Wenyao has a good impression of Wen Jun, who doesn't like such a handsome, free-spirited, civilian, and military, hot-blooded and gallbladder boy? Besides, he still called "Shi Niang" one by one.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, and Murong Wenyao can't help but feel a trace of pity for him!

Murong Wenyao stretched out his other hand, patted the back of his hand gently, and said with a smile: "Child, if you want, call me Shiniang in the future." ”

"Really...... It's true? Wen Jun asked in surprise. At this moment, he didn't want to figure out whether this "master" was real. He just wants to have a teacher, and there will be more family affection and warmth in this world.

Seeing the unexpected surprise on his face, Murong Wenyao was also deeply comforted, she smiled silently and nodded lightly at him.

Seeing this, Wen Jun couldn't care about the pain on his body anymore, and suddenly knelt in front of Murong Wenyao, hugged her legs with both hands, buried his head in her knees, and cried bitterly: "Woo...... Master, I finally found you. ”

Facing Wen Jun's sincere cry, Murong Wenyao's eyes couldn't help but moisten. She held Wen Jun's head in both hands and gently stroked his flowing hair, as if this could bring him infinite comfort.

There is a saying that "men don't flick when they have tears", I don't know what kind of twists and turns and tribulations this big boy has gone through, so that he can have such a heart-rending cry?

In this world, there are too many joys and sorrows and joys and sorrows. Sometimes, what we can do is to watch the beauty of the past pass away bit by bit, leaving only deep regret and affectionate memories.

I hope everyone cherishes the people around you, what you love and love you, sometimes meeting is really a kind of fate!

"Jun'er, get up quickly." When Wen Jun's crying slowly stopped, Murong Wenyao persuaded him, "Don't be too sad, you're still hurt." ”

"Master, I'm happy." Wen Jun slowly stood up, revealing an innocent smile.

"Master Niang knows, this will be your home in the future." Murong Wenyao knew in his heart that some things could not be rushed, and only when they had been together for a long time and had an inseparable affection for each other, would his heart open to you and confide in you.

For Wen Jun, "home" is an unattainable luxury, like the moon in the sky, looking bright and beautiful...... But I can't catch it, I can't touch it.

In his previous life, it was given to him by his sister Li Ruxue, but unfortunately it was too short, and he didn't have time to feel the taste of it; In this world, where is home? His face was blank.

"Well, thank you, Master." Tears filled his eyes again.

Murong Wenyao smiled charmingly, showing her loving heart, touched his head, and said, "Silly boy, why are you so polite in front of your master." ”

"Ouch." Wen Jun suddenly snorted lightly, frowning.

"What's wrong? Jun'er. Murong Wenyao asked nervously.