Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 613 Immortal Monarch’s Black Moonlight ([-])

It's much easier to live by the eldest lady's side, but he doesn't want to make enemies for himself, so being around the eldest lady is called disobedient.

But how much care can a young lady have? She just kicks her a few times and loses her temper.

It's just that today's eldest lady seems to be a little different.

She actually threw Mrs. Tang who never left her hand to herself.

The moonlight fell gently, the boy was covered with a thin quilt, his eyes were closed, and he fell into a dream.

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"Miss, I have to go to school this morning, the master will be angry."

With Mu Dai's voice in his ears, Tan Sang couldn't get out of bed any more than once or twice a day, so he twisted his body, covered his ears and continued to sleep.

Mu Dai had nothing to do with the young lady, so she called Di Heng.

The boy looked inside the big red curtain, the figure of the girl wrapped in a quilt, hazy, like a soft bug.

The eldest lady tends to lose her temper the most when she wakes up. The young man bowed his head respectfully, knelt on the ground, and put Mrs. Tang, embroidered with beautiful peonies, beside her.

"Miss, madam is back."

This sentence gave Tan Sang a jolt, and he woke up immediately.

Knowing that this person is talking nonsense, but Tan Sang was also surprisingly not angry, and instead beckoned for someone to dress up.

The boy lowered his head aside, looking cute.

Tan Sang couldn't help sighing in his heart, this little beauty is too difficult to deal with, and he shouldn't be too obvious about being nice to him.

Di Heng was already so wise that he was close to a monster. In the novel, he was able to ascend to the position of Emperor of Heaven as a slave, but now he is just a mortal.If there is no accident, this person will become a fairy in three years.

Moreover, this person’s thoughts are hard to guess and he still lacks love.

If this person wasn't pretty, Tan Sang would probably have crushed this little wolf cub right now.

Tan Sang looked at the thin boy with complicated emotions for a while, and thought of the decisive and indifferent emperor in his dream.

After a while, she came back to her senses.

Tan Sang has already learned how to control the sword over the years, and has learned a lot about flying techniques. Only those books give Tan Sang a real headache.

Mu Dai naturally knows some simple spells, but she is afraid of hurting Tan Sang.

As for Di Heng, he is just a slave now, not even qualified to learn spells, and his only use is to write homework for her.

As usual, Tan Sang simply asked the young man to climb down the mountain.

Therefore, the teenager hurt himself every time he climbed the mountain too fast.When I arrived at the school, I looked funny and funny.

Tan Sang felt a little distressed when he thought about it. Looking at the man's thin back, he said sternly: "Di Heng, why don't you get over here?!"

Di Heng also didn't understand what the eldest lady meant, and walked over in a daze, looking at her from the side.

"My lady has a sore hand, so I will teach you this technique. If you don't learn it, you will hurt me when you drive me, and you will be the only one who will feel better."

The young man said softly, "Miss Xie teaches spells."

"If you study hard, there are only a few tricks, which are very simple, and I heard from my brother that your talent is pretty good."

After all, it is better to send her to school.

Di Heng lowered his eyes, with a hint of relief at the corners of his eyes and brows.

This young lady is quite interesting.

Fortunately, this young man has a keen mind and can learn everything quickly. Tan Sang just said it once, and he can fully grasp it.

Flying skills are also very stable.

If she practiced a few more times, she would be better than she had learned for several years.

When we arrived at the school, all the brothers and sisters had already arrived.

The master's place was already full of homework. Tan Sang suddenly remembered that his homework should still be in the boy's hands, so he went to the outer courtyard to find someone.

The young man had a clear face and was sitting on his knees in a small corner at the back, with a book spread out on the table in front of him.

(End of this chapter)