"Why, the master is very dissatisfied with the appearance of the apprentice, he can't get into the master's eyes, and he even dislikes it?" The man's low, slightly magnetic voice sounded above her head.

Qian Tingxi smiled lazily, and the tail of his eyes provoked evilly, as if he had no intention of answering such a meaningless question.

Whether he is good-looking or not, it doesn't seem to have much to do with her, and they have nothing to do with it except for the nominal master-apprentice relationship......

The slightly cold cool breeze curled the hair of the two and wrapped them together, reminding Qian Tingxi of a poem "Two couples with knotted hair, love is not doubtful".

The woman shook her head in confusion, thinking of this sentence for no reason, and she didn't know what it meant?

"Could it be that the appearance of the disciple has reached the point where the master feels hopeless? Why do you frequently shake your head in denial? ”

Rong Ze's tone at this moment no longer cares about the way she came, but some really care about the answer in her heart.

"You and I are a master and apprentice, why do you need to care about these, and we will not hold the hand of our son for a lifetime in the future."

Qiantianxi's casual words, and she also thought in her heart, she was just a ghost floating from another world, but she didn't want to harm any innocent man with a heart that had been silent for a long time, and she still had this awareness......

When Rong Ze heard this, his tall body stiffened, and the woman's elegant and cold little face was reflected in the demonic ink-colored pupils, and his face was much gloomy than before.

Qian Tianxi chuckled in her heart, couldn't it be that what she said was wrong touched the sensitive and fragile nerve of the little apprentice?

The man hugged her into the warm pavilion, and the maid had already made a charcoal fire, and the whole warm pavilion was warm, as if it had entered the early summer season in an instant.

Rong Ze threw the woman on the soft couch without warning, without the slightest intention of pity and cherishing the jade.

Is this man afraid of being sick?

Could it be that this ancient man was all perverse, and he could get angry in a few words, and the two men she had met so far were like this.

Qian Tingxi was inexplicably smashed by a man, and the pain in his body that was finally relieved hit again, and his little face was wrinkled with pain, all tangled together.

Rong Ze's whole person became nervous in an instant, he suddenly lifted his robe, sat down on the soft couch, grabbed the woman's white hand, probed the pulse, and then ordered: "Come on, take a basin of hot water, and then bring a silk handkerchief." ”

After that, I saw two rather delicate women coming in from outside the warm pavilion, much better dressed than ordinary maids, and when the two of them saw the thousand tides on the soft couch, one of the younger ones cried out with a "wow", without half a moment's hesitation.

Qian Tianxi frowned unconsciously, these two maids and her cousin are really a perfect match, how can her first reaction when she sees her crying wolf?

"Xianyun, your young lady can cry to death before you have anything to do......

Rong Ze made a cold face, reprimanded, and gave a look to the older woman next to him: "Fiber dyeing, serve your young lady to freshen up, and I will heal her later by exercising exercises." ”

Fiber Dye raised his hand to lift the hanging curtain, went out of the warm pavilion, and after a while, he brought a basin of hot water, and still held a fine silk handkerchief in his hand.

The little maid who had just been trained by Rong Ze to shut up, her face was full of unconvinced, and she stared at Rong Ze on the soft couch, hoping to stare him out of a hole.

She was just too worried about the safety of her young lady that she couldn't control her emotions, and the young lady's apprentice was really fierce......