But he hesitated, cowering and cowering, which had never been his character at the Sakura Festival, so he asked, "Did I do anything when I was drunk?" ”

"Huh?" Mao Qing looked up in surprise, looking at the master's serious face, and wondered whether to tell the truth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing her spitting, Sakura was impatient, got up and walked over, and said condescendingly, "Tell me the truth." ”

Mao Qing thought to herself that you asked me to say this, if you feel embarrassed for a while, it has nothing to do with me.

After making up his mind, Mao Qing raised his head and said, "Master, you." Although he had decided to tell the truth, Mao Qing was still a little nervous in his heart, and swallowed and foamed at the mouth before continuing, "Master, you're crying. ”

After saying this, Mao Qing immediately lowered his head, for fear that he would be burned to death by the burning eyes of the cherry blossom festival.

"What did you say?" Maoqing's answer was a little unexpected by the cherry blossom festival, and he asked again if he didn't want to believe it.

Mao Qing sighed in her heart, why do you want to let yourself say it again, it's good to be under a lot of pressure.

"That, Master, you're crying." Mao Qing lowered her head and muttered in a low voice.

Sakura was convinced that he had heard correctly, but this answer was more acceptable to him than what she said that she had touched her breasts and played hooliganism.

Sakura's face was gloomy, and her head was lowered, and she always felt that two lines of sight pierced her head.

After a while, just when Mao Qing felt that her neck was about to break.

Sakura finally spoke, "If you dare to say anything about this, I can't imagine the consequences." ”

Sakura raised her hand and grabbed Aoi's chin, lifted her head so that her eyes met her own, and opened her mouth to threaten.

Mao Qing looked at Sakura's cold eyes, and laughed twice, "Master, don't worry, I won't say anything if I die." ”

Sakura stared at her for a while before letting go, staring at her so much that her heart was furious, and she was almost ready to hug her thighs.

After that, the Sakura Festival disappeared, and Mao Qing was worried every day, but fortunately, Akabane Night didn't come to pester her again in the past few days.

She finally survived the day of the "friendly match" safely.

Mao Qing thought to herself that the master would definitely come back today, and she must behave well and strive for the master to let her go.

So she got up early in the morning, packed herself up, and stood at the door in a proper manner, waiting for the cherry blossom festival.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Sakura Festival to fly back.

"Master, you're back." Mao Qing immediately spoke, respectfully and cordially.

Sakura glanced at the first time so attentive to the green, snorted coldly, and ignored her.

In the first round, Mao Qing was deflated.

But she was still not discouraged, and followed behind Sakura with small steps, served the tea that had been brewed a long time ago, and said again, "Master, you drink tea." ”

"Drink tea early in the morning, drink me to death." Sakura said disdainfully and began to prepare for a change of clothes.

In the second round, the green eats the soil.

But she still didn't give up, put down the teacup, and stepped forward with great discernment, ready to take over the coat that Sakura Matsuri had taken off.

But Sakura changed hands and threw her clothes on the bed.

In the third round, Mao Qing eats Shi.

As the so-called matter is not more than three, Mao Qing firmly believes that this time, the master will definitely give himself face.

Now that his clothes have been changed, the next step is to put his hair up in his usual loose hair.

Mao Qing took the initiative to ask Ying, took a wooden comb, and looked at Sakura Festival flatteringly, "Master, I'll comb your hair for you." ”

Sakura glanced at her, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Just when Mao Qing thought that the master was finally willing to let her go, she saw Sakura Matsuri stretch out her slender hand and drag the wooden comb in Mao Qing's hand into her hand.

After that, he looked at the stiff face and said, "You're so annoying." ”

Mao Qing only felt that her chest was instantly holding her breath, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

In line with the principle of not vomiting or being unhappy, Mao Qing decided that she must vomit as soon as possible, so she shouted without hesitation, "It's not bothering you!! “

After yelling, Mao Qing was so relieved that she didn't bother to pay attention to this difficult master, and walked outside the house.

Sakura stopped doing it and slapped the wooden comb on the table, "Come back, comb my hair." ”

Mao Qing's footsteps paused, but then he walked out strongly, "Do you like to comb or not." “

But the next moment, her raised feet couldn't fall to the ground, letting her blush and thick neck, and her legs shook straight.

Sakura raised his eyes, looking at the hard-working Aoqing with a lively look, but a bad hand opened up and shot out of his hand, wrapping around Aoqing's feet.

She turned her head with blazing eyes, and the blades in her eyes shot at Sakura one after another, "What the hell are you going to do?" ”

"Comb your hair." Sakura said it as a matter of course, and he didn't feel that Aoi's anger was related to him at all.

"Don't comb!" Mao Qing replied stubbornly.

"Oh~" Sakura Matsuri pulled the long sound of Xiyu, and with a hook of his fingers, the green was dragged over by the air.

"Comb your hair." Sakura looked at the green lying on the ground and repeated.

Mao Qing simply threw himself on the ground, "Don't comb." ”

The master and apprentice were at such a stalemate, and neither of them would take a step back.

Until the black cat ran back in a hurry, looked at the master and apprentice who didn't know what they were doing, and said, "Everyone is here, just waiting for you, what are you two doing here?" ”

The master and apprentice looked at the black cat together, and Mao Qing pouted, thinking to himself that I was a little apprentice that no one knew about anyway, and I would not be ashamed of my face.

Sakura looked at Mao Qing as if he didn't care about himself, shook his hand angrily, stood up, stopped combing his hair, kicked Mao Qing, and walked out.

Mao Qing sneered and rubbed his kicked right leg, and said in his heart for a while, I will see how embarrassing you are.

Got up and left with the black cat.

When their master and apprentice came here, they really had a feeling of being called for a thousand times.

Mao Qing saw that everyone in the dark was looking up at them.

Looking at the front again, the head and the pavilion master have arrived, and it seems that her master is really missing.

Mao Qing was happy in her heart, and looked at the Sakura Festival, and the other party's long hair fluttered in the wind, which did not match the neat clothes.

Mao Qing couldn't help but hide her mouth and snicker, but Sakura glared back at her.

But if you want to come to this court, I don't believe you can embarrass me, so I'm not afraid of him, and stick out my tongue at him.

But it turns out that her master will always surprise her.

I saw that Sakura didn't hesitate, turned around and raised his legs, and kicked over with one kick.

How could Mao Qing have dodged and was kicked firmly.

There was a small exclamation below, followed by a suppressed laugh.

Mao Qing's face turned red instantly, her master could kick her in public, but she couldn't shoot at her master in public, this is the unfairness brought about by identity!