"Hehe, you are my student, how can any student invite the tutor to dinner, besides, you have won such an honor for the class, the tutor should invite you to dinner. Ji Yurou said slowly, with a quiet smile on her beautiful face.

"Okay. Ji Yurou said this, and Ming Mo had to agree, and then asked, "Shall we go now?"

"Well, it's noon now, and it's time to eat, you shouldn't have eaten yet, let's go. Ji Yurou smiled, and then slowly stood up.

"Okay, then let's go now!" Mingmo nodded, and then the two walked out of Ji Yurou's office together.

Out of the office, the two walked towards the outside of Yuejue Academy, and met many students along the way, most of whom knew Ji Yurou, and basically greeted respectfully, "Hello Tutor Yurou!"

found that there was a boy walking with Ji Yurou, everyone was stunned, and when they saw that it was Mingmo, they were all relieved.

Ever since Mingmo became famous in the Outer Courtyard Competition, basically every student knew that Ji Yurou was Mingmo's mentor. Knowing that Mingmo is actually a student of the beautiful tutor Ji Yurou, many people are envious, Ji Yurou is strong and gentle, I don't know how many students break their heads and want to go to her class.

The two didn't walk too fast, and they chatted and laughed on the way. Soon out of Yuejue Academy.

After leaving Yuejue Academy, Ming Mo found that although Ji Yurou's behavior still looked so gentle and gentle, there was a trace of innocent smile between her eyebrows. The smile on his face is not the kind of smile that is habitual to people, but a touch of self and natural freedom.

A light blue long skirt sets off the delicate and well-dressed figure, and the green silk like a waterfall is tied with a purple ribbon, which is casually placed on the soft and fragrant shoulders like a knife. Walking in front of Mingmo with light and gentle steps, the lotus steps move lightly, looking elegant and natural, soft like glass that is broken at a touch, pure and pitiful.

There is no girlish youthfulness, nor is there **-like enchanting charm. Some are just a kind of mature and decent, and their every move is so casual, even if they are iron-blooded men who have experienced a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, they will lose their temper in front of her and be cold. It feels like the wind is as natural and fresh as the wind, as soft as the clouds in the sky, moving with the wind, but you can't catch it.

There is no indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, nor is there nobility that people dare not look at directly, and it is not the arrogance of self-pity and looking down on all beings. Yes, it's just a smile as warm as the sun. She can make the most disconnected prodigal son feel belonging, can make the most irritable person quiet as a sleeping child, and can make the most wicked person smile kindly in front of her.

She is not an unattainable noble goddess, she is by everyone's side, influencing everyone with her every move, as if she does not belong to mortal dust, but a fairy who descends to mortal dust.

Ming Mo looked at her figure, and was actually stupid for a while, I don't know why, Ming Mo no longer suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, just like that, slowly fluttering in his heart, becoming clear, I don't know how long the heart has not been warm and fluctuating, actually rippled.

Ming Mo knew that a seed had slowly sprouted in his heart, and the person in front of him was worthy of everyone's protection.

"Mingmo, what's wrong with you, what are you looking at?" Ji Yurou, who was walking in front of Mingmo, glanced back at Mingmo with a smile, and found that Mingmo suddenly looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, and couldn't help but ask softly.