She slowly reached out and touched the flask with her fingertips—

Hey, lukewarm. Nothing special.

She breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the wine jug, poured a glass in the plum blossom cup, and handed it over: "Master, please use it slowly." ”

The great master took it casually, and the edge of his palm touched the back of Luo Qingyu's hand, Luo Qingyu's hand trembled slightly, and the wine glass in his hand spilled a little.

"What? Scared? The great master took the wine glass, but he didn't drink it, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in a little smile.

Fear? Luo Qingyu wasn't too afraid, but the touch of the Great Master just now made her feel a slight electric shock......

She glanced at the great master suspiciously, he can't be a charged person, right?

It didn't seem right, she remembered that when he took her out of that crack, she didn't feel electrocuted in his arms......

Could it be that the electricity on his body is sometimes absent?

"Master's divine power is comparable to the sun and the moon, and the disciple is naturally in awe." Luo Qingyu replied with a lowered hand. slapped him quietly.

Great Teacher: "......"

The little smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he raised his head and drank the wine.

His drinking movement was as free and easy as flowing water, and he smashed the cup casually, and Luo Qingyu was startled by a cracking sound.

Her body stiffened slightly, and she took two steps back quietly, and the great master seemed to be very unhappy?

Who provoked him and made him unhappy?

The mind of the immortal is not something that a mortal like her can guess.

So Luo Qingyu decided to retreat, so as not to be affected by Chiyu: "Master, if there is nothing to do......"

She was about to say, 'If it's okay, the disciple will leave.' ’

Before he could finish a sentence, the great master commanded again: "Help the master hammer and hammer the legs." ”

He was lying on the bamboo couch, his legs were placed on the bamboo couch at will, looking free and casual and lazy.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

He, he uses himself as a little girl?!

She stood there for a moment, paused, and didn't move for a moment.

"What? Not happy? The Great Master opened his eyes slightly.

Luo Qingyu took another breath. Well, he is the master, she is the apprentice, and it is understandable for the apprentice to beat the master's legs......

She silently walked over, crouched down, and thumped his legs.

His legs are straight and slender, although he is separated by white silk pants, but looking at the shape of his legs, he knows that this is a pair of beautiful legs......

Maybe those queens with beautiful legs are not as stylish as his legs, right?

This smooth curve, the harmony of force and beauty, makes people can't help but want to figure out how thrilling the legs in these silk pants are......

Luo Qingyu's small fist gently pounded on his leg, and the touch of her hand made her can't help but think about it.

"Push harder." The great master commanded lightly.

He was half-propped up, his hair running down his cheeks, looking a little lazy and tired.

The thick and slender eyelashes were half-drooping, stained with a little moisture from the hot spring lake.

The sunlight shone lightly on his body, sprinkled with a little light spots, reflected on his eyelashes, shining with crystal clear light, thin lips pursed slightly, and a trace of charm in the laziness......