Chapter 142: I even have a suicide note.

"The ...... It's true that I'm suffering from some heat stroke" Feng Yunyao wanted to punch herself more at the moment, but in front of him, she was really useless.

"That'...... It should be treated well, it's not good to leave the root of the disease, good boy, open your mouth" Beilin Wuwu's tender eyes were almost so soft that water dripped out, Beilin Wuwu's slender fingers grabbed a pill, and he was about to stuff it into Feng Yunyao's mouth, Feng Yunyao was covered with goosebumps.

"Master, the apprentice did not suffer from heat stroke"

"Why, did you learn to cheat as a teacher at such a young age?" His tone was full of displeasure.

"No, no, I said it as soon as I was nervous...... "Feng Yunyao, when will you be able to make a little difference??"

"Oh? ~" Beilin smiled without worrying, staring at her without blinking, as if he had left the world behind and only looked at her.

Feng Yunyao actually fell into it, and always felt that his face was getting closer and closer...... Getting closer......

Feng Yunyao's brain was short-circuited instantly.

"Hehe......" Beilin smiled heartily, his eyes were very beautiful, and his picturesque eyebrows were delicate and delicate.

Feng Yunyao came back to her senses and was frightened......

I lied to her again, how do I always love to bully her!! She's going to resist! Revolt!

"You ......" Shame, shame ~ How can you ......

"Apprentice, master like a husband"

Master Rufu?

Master like a husband??

Master Rufu??? …… (N word omitted here)

"What do you say! Master Rufu?! ”

"Huh? Didn't you hear it wrong? What the teacher just said was...... The master is like a father, or ~ the apprentice is the ...... for the teacher"

Feng Yunyao turned around and strung out of the tent, patting both sides of her face with both hands, she was going to die...... Obviously he said it, wronged her to death.

Because he was in the tent, Feng Yunyao simply didn't go back to the tent, humming a little song to find Jin Ye, today, he said that he was going to the depths of the Warcraft Forest.

Lifting the tent curtain, Feng Yunyao stepped in with both feet, "Yao? Jin Ye looked puzzled, didn't he say that he would gather after the enchantment?

"Golden Leaf~" Feng Yunyao looked aggrieved, "What's wrong?" "It's rare to see her look like that.

"The tent is occupied, I'll come to you first, and we'll go out together"

Well?? The tent is occupied, huh. No, according to her temperament, she shouldn't have come out so obediently, with an aggrieved attitude.

"The ...... of the people who occupy your tent"

"Ai, it's my master" Jin Ye jumped ship, no wonder, she came out obediently, probably escaped.

"He came to you for something?"

"No, he's just passing through"

"......" is purely passing by, it is clearly that he wants to come......

"He kicked you out?"

"That's right, he drove me out!" Saying that, Feng Yunyao's eyes were angry, it was too embarrassing.

==It looks like you came out at the same speed as you ran away on your own.

"Where's Xiaobai?" Finding that she didn't have the cute fox with her, she asked suspiciously.

"Uh, it's in the space I put into the space...... Ring" almost said the wrong thing again.

"Would you like to talk to him? After all, going to the depths of the Warcraft Forest is too risky, and I even have a suicide note......"

Feng Yunyao's face twitched, and three black lines crossed her forehead.

"Gold Leaf, you really want to think"

"That's for sure!"

"Ahem, why don't I write one for myself?"

β€”β€”β€”β€” digressionβ€”β€”β€”β€”

I would like to say a paragraph about this, the reason why Beilin Sanssouci is written as blonde is because of ...... I like gold ones, isn't that a little unique? Why do you want to write the same as everyone else? , Writing a novel is with my own style, of course, even the foul language, I exploded when I wrote, and when I wrote, I melted into it, just like you read a novel, of course, if you don't like it, you can not read it, and I don't ask you to read it, but, don't say I'm joking, I never write novels to joke...... I said five watches today, and I won't break my promise.