Master, Your Mouth Is so Soft

Zhang Ao was not favored since he was a child, and when he was on the verge of being beaten to death by his father, he struggled to escape from the family. After that, Zhang Ao made a living by begging. Winter. It was freezing cold, on the street, Zhang Ao's head was broken, but he still could not beg for a penny. Go buy the meat buns at the corner of the street. Suddenly an immortal stood in front of him. Bai Hua: "Poor baby, are you willing to be my disciple?" Zhang Ao: "I wish." Zhang Ao didn't know what cultivating immortals was, but he just knew that he wanted to call Master Bai Hua. And when he becomes an adult, Master Bai Hua calls him—— "Nao'er! So rude!" "I am your master!" Zhang Ao kissed Master's lips, which were indeed softer than in the dream. Intention: Life will be better.