The teacher is kind and the disciple is filial, the phony master
When she was twelve years old, You Qingxin was picked up from the snow and brought back to the mountain gate by Bai Wangyi.
Since then, his swordsmanship has reached the sky, and he has become the leader at the age of fifteen, and is famous in all nine states.
Everyone in the world knows that she has a pure heart, few desires, pure jade and pure gold, and has the virtue of helping the world.
It is the brightest and flawless bright moon in the world.
In short, life was going very smoothly and there was no stain in her life.
But whether what is said on the surface is true or not, does it have anything to do with her being pure?
However, eighteen-year-old You Qingxin had a ridiculous dream without realizing it.
Dreaming about a man is not a big deal.
But the person she dreamed about was none other than her cold master with frosty brows and cold eyes, whose jade mountain was about to fall.
From then on, when he lowered his eyes, she saw lust, and when he breathed, she felt seduction.
The master is kind and the disciple is filial, having endured it for half a year,
You Qingxin: I can't bear it anymore! ! !
In this case, there is no need to endure it anymore.
So I had warm tea late at night, half-advised and half-done (subjective).
She kissed Master and his Adam's apple trembled slightly, biting his Taoist robes which were messy.
Afterwards, I licked my lips to reflect, but only looked up to the sky and sighed:
My heart is towards the bright moon,
But the bright moon shines on the ditch.
One night later, Bai Wangyi woke up angry and blaming himself.
Just think that she was young and ignorant and was seduced by outsiders, who wanted to lead her back to the right path.
So he emphasized again and again:
The relationship between master and disciple is insurmountable.
She is as obedient as she has been in the past.
But later——
There are endless peach blossoms around her, and the demon Lord Cat and the Fairy Dog are surrounding her like flies eating shit.
He finally couldn't help but cut off the peach blossoms with a sword himself, and pulled her into his arms:
If you insist on someone... Then it can only be a teacher.
He struggled in every possible way, willing to bear the infamy, but was pushed away by her fingers.
Master, I am afraid that my name will be stained.
How about... You be my shady lover?
Intention: Don't be coy about love
