Chapter Seventy-Eight: Didn't You Get Fat
"Apprentice? Messing with you? ”
Zhuo Yang looked at the woman in yellow in surprise.
"Yes, I see that you are quite pleasing to the eye, so I plan to give you a chance, you now admit that you are my apprentice, and I will call you a powerful martial artist, how about it."
The woman in yellow, that is, An Lingyun, said angrily.
During this time, I have been a sister in front of Zhuo Yang for so long, and I can't have a good time.
If ordinary people say this, they will definitely be regarded by Zhuo Yang as having a bad intention, or having an abnormal brain, but An Lingyun said this, Zhuo Yang only felt it.
[This girl is a little immature. 】
"Girl, how old are you?"
"Five, I don't want to tell you about inconsequential matters."
An Lingyun subconsciously wanted to say that she was five years old, but fortunately she withdrew her mouth in time, but she still subconsciously used a somewhat delicate tone in front of Zhuo Yang.
No way, an hour ago she was just a five-year-old girl.
[Tsundere, I don't know if I've retired from the environment. 】
Looking at An Lingyun, Zhuo Yang inexplicably wanted to laugh.
"Oh, I don't know, what can I learn if I take you as a teacher?"
"Hmph, that's ...... of course."
An Lingyun was about to make a wave, but when she looked at Zhuo Yang's smile and silence, she was suddenly stunned.
Zhuo Yang has practiced to a very high level, and the level of martial arts is not low, and he has comprehended the artistic conception, so he doesn't need to teach him anymore, so he will add to the snake.
[Body method? This guy's nickname is enough to say it all, and my body style is not suitable for boys. 】
[Internal strength? This guy's internal strength is not simple, and he can't be rebuilt casually. 】
[Weapons, this guy has already practiced swords and learned guns, and there are enough of them. 】
[Henglian, this guy's golden bell jar is hard enough. 】
[Damn, isn't there something this guy isn't good at!] 】
The more An Lingyun thought about it, the more she felt that Zhuo Yang's current martial arts were enough, which made her a little annoyed, she was a master, and there was nothing to teach her apprentices.
And Zhuo Yang looked at An Lingyun's worried and annoyed appearance, and he was not in a hurry, but appreciated it interestingly.
Bright eyes and bright teeth, bullying frost and snow, Zhong is sensitive.
Good-looking, durable, willing to watch, willing to watch.
Looking at the girl's appearance, Zhuo Yang felt that her mood was slightly wonderful.
Anyway, it is said that looking at good things can prolong life, and he doesn't mind living a little longer.
However, Zhuo Yang's smiling appearance successfully made An Lingyun feel that she was underestimated.
[No, I must let this guy throw himself on me. 】
[Yes, you can teach him that! 】
An Lingyun's eyes lit up, and then she looked at Zhuo Yang confidently.
"Ahem, what I taught you is naturally a good thing, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, follow me out of town. ”
"Out of town? So suddenly, I don't even know what your name is, girl. ”
[Tsk, why do you have to ask for names again, I'm tired of having so many names. 】
Lin Yun'er, Wen Sifan, and An Lingyun, An Lingyun said that people are roaming the rivers and lakes, a trumpet is enough, how can I have a posture that I can't fight.
[Why don't you just tell this guy my real name, he doesn't know my name anyway.] 】
An Lingyun thought in her heart, and at the same time, she inexplicably felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.
Translated, it probably is: Hmph, you are the only person in the entire Jianghu who knows my real name except for my master, thank me for Dade!
However, what An Lingyun didn't know was that from the first time Zhuo Yang saw her, he already knew her real name.
"My name is ...... Why do I say it first, you say it first! ”
An Lingyun, who was about to speak, looked at Zhuo Yang's gentle eyes that had been looking at her, and inexplicably panicked, twisted a little, and asked rhetorically.
"Okay, my name is Zhuo Yang, Zhuo Yang of the World Dart Bureau in Anning City."
Zhuo Yang didn't care, he generously reported his name, and then continued to look at An Lingyun with expectant eyes.
"So, girl, can you tell me what your name is?"
An Lingyun looked at Zhuo Yang's sincere eyes, and for no reason, she only felt a panic, and her eyes were a little evasive.
"Humph! When you admit that I am your master, I will tell you my name. ”
[This girl, is she cheating? 】
Zhuo Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at An Lingyun with some surprise.
And An Lingyun was also very crazy in her heart at this time.
[Ahhhh An Lingyun, what's the matter with you, isn't it just a name, what are you doing squirming and pinching. 】
[Tsk, sure enough, I still can't easily spit out my real name, at least, until I recover my full strength. 】
An Lingyun felt that his real name was better to wait for him to recover his appearance before telling Zhuo Yang, otherwise...... Who knows what would have happened otherwise.
"Are you going or not, grinding and chirping!"
Looking at An Lingyun, who was urging him, Zhuo Yang only felt that this girl seemed to know herself.
"Girl, we know each other?"
"I don't know."
"Then why do you have to choose me?"
"It's all said! Look at you! ”
Zhuo Yang stared at An Lingyun for a while, looking at An Lingyun who was obviously very shy, but he looked stubborn and stubborn, and he also felt very interesting.
"Okay."
[Whew, it can be regarded as a promise! 】
An Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and then picked up the human shelf she had set up again.
"Well, good, let's go out of the city."
"Wait!"
An Lingyun, who was originally planning to leave, was interrupted by Zhuo Yang and others in an instant, and almost fell off the eaves.
"What are you going to do?"
Looking at An Lingyun, who was clenched into fists with both hands, staring at him with big eyes, and looking at him angrily, Zhuo Yang smiled lightly and raised the pastry in his hand and gestured at An Lingyun.
"Why don't you wait for me to send my things home."
Looking at the pastries in Zhuo Yang's hands, An Lingyun didn't have to think about it to know that it was bought by Zhuo Yang for herself.
[Really, this guy buys these sweet things every time he comes back, and he's not afraid that I'll eat fat, isn't he afraid that I'll eat my teeth badly.] 】
Although thinking so, An Lingyun still subconsciously showed a smile, and at the same time unconsciously touched his flat lower abdomen with one hand, and his tongue walked around between his lips and teeth.
She is now less and less likely to hide herself in front of Zhuo Yang.
"Ahem, you guy, don't you know that eating too much sweet at night is not good for children's teeth?"
After Zhuo Yang heard his question, he asked rhetorically, "How do you know that I bought it for children?" ”
[Oh no! 】
"Humph! Isn't it just date cake, one of the children's favorite pastries, the old man thinks it's too sweet and greasy, so it must be a child! ”
An Lingyun was in a hurry, and with her sensitive nose, she smelled the pastry in Zhuo Yang's hand and explained.
"Well, yes, then you go out of the city first, and I'll go home and deliver the pastries first."
After Zhuo Yang finished speaking, he walked towards Zhuo Mansion.
"Hey!"
Looking at the back of Zhuo Yang leaving, An Lingyun was anxious.
Zhuo Yang will go this time, won't he be exposed!
"Really, I'm going to teach this guy a good lesson in a while."
An Lingyun stomped her feet, and her figure quickly rushed towards Zhuo Mansion.
......
Zhuo Yang returned to Zhuo's Mansion, at this time, his grandparents had already rested, and Zhuo Yang walked directly towards the backyard.
"Yun'er, Yun'er, it's time to eat pastries."
When he came to the backyard, Zhuo Yang shouted a few times and didn't see An Lingyun come out to pick him up, and when he was about to open An Lingyun's door, the door opened suddenly.
"Brother, you're back, brother."
Looking at An Lingyun with a quiet smile on his face, Zhuo Yang smiled slightly.
"You little guy, isn't my brother waking up, and he hasn't dressed properly."
Zhuo Yang said, squatted down, and tied the crooked belt around An Lingyun's waist.
"yes, alright."
After Zhuo Yang tied it, he teased An Lingyun: "By the way, you have always eaten sweets during this time, and you haven't gained weight, why do I feel that this belt is a little short?" ”
"Brother!"
An Lingyun's little face tensed, and then his angry head smashed towards Zhuo Yang's head.
"Bang!"
"Hiss~"
Looking at An Lingyun sitting on the ground and covering his forehead, Zhuo Yang was amused and distressed.
You were a brother, and the waterfall before me was washed in vain?
"That Yun'er, are you okay?"
An Lingyun covered her head, glared at Zhuo Yang angrily, and then took the pastry in Zhuo Yang's hand, took big steps, and walked back to the room.
"Brother! Good night! ”
"Bang!"
Looking at the closed door, Zhuo Yang shouted worriedly: "Hey, you give me some, you ate all the food at night, and you shouldn't be able to wear your clothes when you turn around......"
"Brother!!!