Wang suling recovered. Her beautiful little face suddenly calmed down. She shook her head, "I'm all right, brother."
Looking at Wang suling's calm face, Wang Ba muttered in his heart: it's all right. Who believes it!
Wang suling is very careless on weekdays. When was she so calm?
It must have just been hurt by that smelly boy's merciless refusal!
"Elder brother, do you think they are really teachers and disciples?" Wang suling suddenly whispered as she looked at the two people's fading back.
"What?"
Wang BA was stunned at first, then turned around and scratched his head, "it should be..."
But it should be true that the woman said she raised the smelly boy.
As for the identity of master or something else, he doesn't know.
"How could this be a teacher and apprentice..." Wang suling suddenly sneered at herself.
How could his eyes be the eyes of an apprentice looking at his master
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"Master, where are we going next?" Bai Chi looked at the girl beside her.
Shen Wanqing took a bite of sugar gourd. The hawthorn was sour. Shen Wanqing couldn't help narrowing his eyes.
She thought for a moment and said, "do we still have ribs in our house?"
"It seems to be gone."
"I want to eat braised ribs, corn ribs soup and spicy chicken wings at night." Shen Wanqing turned around and blinked his long eyelashes gently, looking at Bai Chi.
Seeing this, Bai Chi smiled.
He raised his head and rubbed the girl's head in front of him, "good master."
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing couldn't help laughing happily. He couldn't wait to hold Bai Chi's hand. "Let's go and buy vegetables first."
"Wait."
Bai Chi didn't move, holding Shen Wanqing's hand.
Shen Wanqing turned his head in some doubt, "what's the matter?"
The boy in front looked at her with gentle and helpless eyebrows. He gently pulled the girl in front of him. Suddenly, his cool fingertips rubbed Shen Wanqing's lips.
Shen Wanqing was slightly stunned. As soon as he wanted to speak, the boy who was very close in front of him whispered, "master, don't move..."
She didn't move.
Bai Chi rubbed Shen Wanqing's lips with his fingertips, and then took his fingers away.
He said, "master, your mouth is stained with sugar residue. I'll wipe it for you."
Then Bai Chi touched his lip with his fingertips, and the sugar residue just rubbed against his lip in Shen Wanqing came into his mouth.
After tasting it, Bai Chi thought about it for a while and said, "the sugar is still very sweet. Is the Hawthorn sour, master?"
Shen Wanqing blinked at him, then raised the string of ice sugar gourd, "you won't know if you taste it."
Seeing this, the young man bent down, held Shen Wanqing's hand holding the ice sugar gourd in his palm, and then bit the ice sugar gourd.
Bai Chi then frowned, "sour."
"Well, it's very sour." Shen Wanqing nodded, then stuffed the string of ice sugar gourd into Bai Chi's hand, "take it."
Bai Chi obediently took it and asked, "master, don't you eat?"
"Don't eat, sour teeth, don't buy that one next time." Shen Wanqing said without looking back.
"Did the disciple eat it?"
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing turned around and looked at him strangely. "You didn't eat it, did you throw it away? Your master, it's not easy for me to make money!"
Listening to the girl muttering and complaining, Bai Chi couldn't help laughing.
Qingjun's beautiful young eyebrows and eyes were gentle and compromised. The finger under his sleeve stretched out and took the girl's finger. He said gently, "yes, master, it's hard to make money. In the future, disciples will support master."