Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

(It’s been a long time since I wrote, I even forgot that there is a scar on Fang Qingqing’s face)

"What am I doing?" Fang Qingqing cried out in surprise, she focused all her attention on this sentence, and didn't pay much attention to the second half of the prodigal son's sentence.

"Yes, you do it." The prodigal son took the handkerchief from her hand, and gently helped her wipe some dirt from her hair.

"I'm going to promote you to be my confidant in the Assassination Pavilion now, and I will hand over the big and small things here to you in the future."

Fang Qingqing's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, and she couldn't believe her ears.

She had no father or mother since she was a child, and was brought up by the old people in the village. It happened that she had some talents, so she came into contact with the Assassination Pavilion.

He has received strict training and training since he was a child, and he has become an iron-level killer as he wished. He can earn some savings by relying on this line of work. He often goes back to the village to visit the old people in the village and buy some things for them.

She is very thrifty and frugal because she is used to suffering from snacks. Even though she has some savings now, she still hasn't spent money lavishly once. The most extravagant purchase in recent years is a dagger.

The sudden benefits and rights at the moment made her a little overwhelmed, uncomfortable, and didn't know how to face it.

"The veil is dirty, still wearing it? Take it off."

Noticing the change in her expression, the prodigal son laughed secretly in his heart.

This little secretary can handle it with ease.

"do not!"

Seeing him reach out, Fang Qingqing immediately covered her face with both hands, very much resisting letting others see the scar on her face.

It seemed that this scar was an indelible injury to her.

"Ok?"

The prodigal son Miao lowered his eyebrows, looking at her dodging eyes with some displeasure.

Immediately, the pressure came to Fang Qingqing.

Her red lips parted and stopped, but finally she reluctantly let go of her hands that were covering her face.

Seeing this, Prodigal Ziyao's depressed sword eyebrows were relieved, and he immediately reached out and took off her veil.

The moment she took it off, Fang Qingqing turned her face away in a panic, only showing the right half of her face to the prodigal son, and hiding the scarred left half of her face.

The beautiful side face and her flustered look are particularly charming, like a fairy who has been coerced by bad guys.

The prodigal son could not help but be dazzled for a moment. Her nose is tall and straight, and her facial features are relatively three-dimensional. .

Compared with other women in the prodigal son, she obviously has her own flavor and style.

"Turn your face away."

The prodigal son threw aside the dirty veil casually, hooked her smooth and delicate chin with his index finger, and said softly.

Fang Qingqing's face was flustered, and her peach blossom eyes trembled slightly. It was obvious that she didn't want to show her ugly side in front of others.

But at this moment, in her eyes, it seemed that the prodigal son's request could not be refused.

For some reason, this kind of mentality was born in her heart.

The prodigal son saved her?The pancake painted by the prodigal son is too tempting?Or is she afraid of the prodigal son?

She bit her lower lip lightly, and slowly turned the other side of her face which was hidden, and in the process of twisting, she also tremblingly closed her beautiful eyes.

It seemed that he didn't want to see any expressions on the prodigal son's face that he didn't want to see.