"He is your master, how could you do this?" Chen Anyan pointed his sword at his fifth junior sister.
"I didn't... Senior sister, I didn't..." Xiao Wu replied tremblingly, his eyes full of escape.
Perhaps she knew in her heart that this feeling should not be acknowledged, so she only stayed with Lu He in the name of being a disciple to accompany her master.
Maybe if I met him earlier, things would be different...
"Master, I..."
"Girl, what's wrong?"
I just remember that at the end of that year, the snow was falling heavily, and Lu He was walking on the snow-covered stone path.
"It's so cold." A woman gently put on his clothes and rubbed his hands.