My Disciple Always Needs Me to Cheer Her Up

The first time Mu Shi met Gu Weichen was on a mountain ravaged by a heavy snowstorm.

She thought, “Tsk, tsk, tsk. This poor kid is so pitiful. Maybe I should show him some kindness?”

When Gu Weichen saw Mu Shi, a trace of disdain clearly flashed in his eyes. This little bean sprout? His limbs haven’t even fully developed! More importantly, he’s not even as big as me, and he wants to be my master? As expected, he must be… missing a few screws!

And then,

Gu Weichen got a face-slapping of his own…

“Master, you haven’t put me to bed yet.” A certain man gazed at his master with an adorably innocent look.

“Master, I accidentally cut my hand.” A certain man held out a wound less than a centimeter long and looked at his master pitifully.

Well, that man had to admit that having a master was pretty great. His master really was the best.

After countless tireless efforts, Mu Shi finally took on a disciple. But her disciple seemed… not quite what she had imagined.

A scheming black-hearted man who only wanted to act pitiful so his master would comfort him ✘ a female master who just wanted to slowly win over her little disciple and treat him well.

Little disciple: Master, you didn’t comfort me today.

The young woman could only think: This is so hard!