Chapter 18: Respect for Teachers
For a long time, the lips parted.
On the top of the mountain, Xiao Xueqin snuggled in Xiao Han's arms, there was still a faint crimson on her pretty face, and the two looked at the rising sun in the distant sky, did not speak, and quietly enjoyed this beautiful and warm time.
"Xiao Han!"
After a while, a shout sounded, and then a figure quickly swept up the mountain, it was Xiao Yan.
"Uh..."Seeing the two on the lawn, Xiao Yan blinked, this... It seems a little inchable.
Hearing the voice behind her, Xiao Xueqin was startled, like a frightened little white rabbit, she broke free from Xiao Han's arms and quickly stood up.
"Three... Master. Xiao Xueqin lowered her head, blushed, and whispered, the scene just now was seen by Xiao Yan, which made her shy.
"Looks like I'm here at a bad time." Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Xueqin, his eyes fell on Xiao Han again, and said with a smile.
"It's okay, the next time you go on a date with that person, I'll join in the fun." Xiao Han stood up and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and then he glanced at Xiao Han.
Xiao Han naturally understood that Xiao Yan had something to say to himself and wanted Xiao Xueqin to leave.
"Third Young Master, Xiao Han, I'll go first, you can talk." Xiao Xueqin was so smart, she naturally saw that the two had something to say, and after saying something, she went straight down the mountain.
"You kid, your vision is not bad!" Xiao Yan walked to Xiao Han's side, looked at Xiao Xueqin who was coming down the mountain, patted Xiao Han's shoulder, and then sighed unconsciously: "It's just a pity, she can't cultivate." ”
"Her talent is no worse than Xun'er, or it won't be long before she will be the goddess of the Xiao family comparable to Xun'er." Xiao Han looked at Xiao Xueqin who was going down the mountain and said slowly.
"Are you sure?" Xiao Yan was a little surprised, Xiao Han's words were really unbelievable, how could Xiao Xueqin, who couldn't cultivate, be comparable to Xun'er?
"Just wait and see." Xiao Han smiled and didn't explain, then changed the conversation and said, "Why did you come to me so early?" ”
"I flickered over from that old man a Xuan-level high-level fighting technique, the eighth level collapse, are you interested in cultivating together?" Xiao Yan leaned into Xiao Han's ear and said with a smile.
"Uh......" Xiao Han was stunned, although his heart felt slightly warm, but he was silently mourning for Xiao Yan in his heart, my Yandi boss, you actually dare to say this about your teacher, do you think that his old man can't hear it?
When Xiao Han was mourning for Xiao Yan in his heart, his pupils shrank slightly, and at this moment, behind Xiao Yan, there was an illusory figure of an old man, who else was there besides Yao Lao?
"Stinky boy, do you know what it means to respect the teacher!" Yao Lao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and when he came up, he gave Xiao Yan a shock.
"Ouch..."
Xiao Yan immediately hugged his head and screamed, quickly turned around, and was about to scold, but when he saw the figure behind him, he immediately closed his mouth when he was about to open it.
"Hey, that's... Teacher, it's morning! Xiao Yan forcibly squeezed out a smile on his delicate face, and secretly complained in his heart, presumably this time he had learned a lesson.
Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan, this stinky boy is simply hateful.
"Teacher, you came out just in time, I am preparing to practice this fighting skill you taught with Xiao Han, or you can give me some guidance by the way, if you can demonstrate it, it would be even better, we all want to see your peerless demeanor, teacher, as soon as you make a move, you are definitely crazy about thousands of girls." Xiao Yan leaned over to Yao Lao's side and said with a smile on his face.
Xiao Han on the side secretly gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up, one word, serve!
"Don't think that just because you say two nice words, you want me to demonstrate it myself." Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan, then he stroked his beard, turned around, and continued: "But ah, you stinky boy is right, this thinks back then, if I make a move, it will be ......"
Omitted here.
A few minutes later.
"Uh......" On the top of the mountain, Xiao Han and Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao's back, both dumbfounded, and the black lines on their foreheads were rising, floating in the cool breeze of the early morning......