Hostess, please let go of Bai Yueguang + extra episode

Before Ye Yanran could open her mouth, she had already taken out a bottle of medicine for trauma from the storage ring. The medicines she had here were all high-quality medicines. It would be too wasteful to smear the wound on the lips, but Ye Sangsang didn't care. , as a peak master, she is not short of money! !

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes and quietly watched Ye Sangsang tap a little green wound medicine with her fingertips in the jade box, which made her slender and fair fingers even whiter.

Her movements were very light, as if she was treating some rare treasure, and her eyes were also very serious, staring at her without blinking, as if she was the only one in the whole world.

A head of blue hair was scattered over her shoulders in a mess, and because she had just woken up, occasionally one or two strands curled up, which made her graceful and watery face a little more lovely.

Ye Yanran's eyes flickered a little, and she felt as if something was grabbing her heart, making her want to move.

After applying the medicine, Ye Sangsang tidied up and went out to the cave with Ye Yanran, secretly glad that Ye Yanran forgot about sleeping in.

But when it came to finding out that she was sleeping late, Ye Sangsang felt depressed. If Ye Yanran hadn't had to teach Ye Yanran some words in the morning, Ye Yanran wouldn't have come in to call her, and she wouldn't have found out that she was sleeping late instead of practicing. .

She couldn't understand how Ye Yanran, who was very talented in cultivation, was so stupid in recognizing and writing.

It's been three years, and not only has she finished learning the characters, but even the handwriting is like a dog. She thinks that she can't write such bad characters even with her feet.

In the yard, under a peach tree.

Ye Sangsang was sitting on the stone chair with a straight posture, facing Ye Yanran with a serious face, with a book between them.

Ye Sangsang stretched out her hand, pointed to the first line of the book, and began to read slowly.

Ye Yanran quietly looked at her master, her jet-black hair scattered freely, as beautiful and soft as a waterfall.

The golden light shines through the pink and tender peach blossom petals, and her master is more dignified and noble with a little golden light.

However, if one only looked at her face, her master was so beautiful, she was like a fairy, she was dressed in a simple white dress, and she looked as delicate as a seventeen or eighteen year old girl.

Just looking at it is fascinating.

Ye Yanran's mind didn't know where she was going, she could only see the woman's pink lips, which were as soft and beautiful as the pink and tender peach blossom petals that fell by chance.

Ye Yanran couldn't hear what she was saying, she just nodded in agreement, showing that she was listening carefully.

If you can, if you can kiss me, close that chattering lips, stop talking about the words in the book, and use some other charming voices...

Ye Yanran's throat felt dry, and her body softened under Ye Sangsang's soft voice.

"Have you learned it?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the suggestion of 'Cat Catching Sparrows'. I will try it next time I encounter such a thing. Of course, I hope I don't encounter it.

Haha, everyone's brains are super big, and they are kissed and passed on, feeling hehehehe.But the one with hairy legs, 6666

Occasionally I eat spicy food and have diarrhea. Maybe my body is different. Because I have acne-prone skin, I will get acne when I eat spicy food, so I eat very light food all year round. I eat it two or three times occasionally, and I don’t have diarrhea.

Chapter 91

Ye Yanran didn't speak for a long time, Ye Sangsang saw her staring at him in a daze, and suddenly felt depressed, good guy, her mouth was so dry, she didn't listen to a single word.

Ye Sangsang stretched out her hand angrily and waved in front of Ye Yanran, Ye Yanran was finally brought back to her senses, apologetic on her immature and pretty face: "I'm sorry, Master, it's because Master is so pretty, I'm dumbfounded."

This flattery gives [-] points.

Ye Sangsang's anger dissipated immediately, and she said in a good mood, "Do it again."

After reading a paragraph, Ye Sangsang looked at Ye Yanran again, Ye Yanran's curled eyelashes trembled, and two blushes flew on her fair cheeks, as if she was quite embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm too stupid gone."

Ye Sangsang couldn't help sighing, she wasn't stupid, she was just stupid, okay? She's obviously very talented in cultivation, but she can kill people when it comes to reading and writing.

Every time I teach on the first day, I almost forget it on the second day, and this memory is better than fish!

Fortunately, Ye Sangsang is very patient, mainly because she has nothing to do all day, and this world of comprehension is not like the modern world where there are all kinds of entertainment equipment for her to pass the time. Even if the system can watch TV, she will get tired of watching it for three to five years.

Ye Sangsang patiently read it over and over again until Ye Yanran recognized these words and memorized them in her mind.

It was still the courtyard outside the cave, the sky was still early, the wind blowing was cool, and the pink petals were beautiful with the wind, swirling in the air for a long time before falling to the ground.

On the stone table under the peach blossom tree, there is a delicate and lovely girl, dressed in white, with a tactful body, holding a writing brush in her slender white right hand, and a large white paper on the stone table, the girl's eyelashes drooping slightly, Stare at the white paper carefully.

A head of black hair is casually tied behind her head, her graceful snow-white neck is bent, occasionally one or two pink petals fall on her head, or on her body, the clothes are blown up by the wind, looking from a distance, she looks like a fairy down to earth.

Ye Sangsang stood aside quietly admiring the beauty's delicate posture, she was so cute and beautiful, if it wasn't for the heroine, she really wanted to have some time with her.

Tsk tsk, I can only take advantage of that arrogant and domineering Zhao Qingqing!

But when Ye Sangsang's eyes fell on the words on the white paper, the corners of her eyes couldn't help twitching.

It was so ugly.

Compared with three years ago, there is no progress at all.

Ruanbaba has no character at all, and the written words are still crooked, as if a child has just learned to write.

Ye Sangsang sometimes wants to persuade Ye Yanran to give up learning calligraphy, anyway, she doesn't need to know how to write to become a fairy.

But every time I want to say that, Ye Sangsang feels unable to say it when she sees Ye Yanran's bright eyes and hard-working attitude.

Hey, I'm still too kind.

Ye Sangsang praised herself for a while.

"Master, do you think I have improved this time?" After writing a word, Ye Yanran put down the brush in her hand, tilted her head and looked at Ye Sangsang.

The slender and fair neck was exposed because of her movement, her black hair stuck to her cheeks, and her big black eyes seemed to be talking, full of expectation.

Ye Sangsang was about to say something so ugly that he swallowed it, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he forced a smile: "It's a little better than last time."

Hey, she opened her eyes and said that the nose would grow if she was blind. She didn't want to be Pinocchio at all, but how could she discourage the little white rabbit's self-motivation? ?

When Ye Yanran heard it, a bright and happy smile appeared on her face, and her cheeks were even more red, as if she had put on rouge: "Master, I will continue to work hard."

Ye Sangsang wanted to cry a little, dear, it's better not to work hard and give up.

Ye Sangsang nodded in admiration, and gave her a gentle smile of praise: "Yes, perseverance is the most important thing, otherwise, no matter how talented you are, it's useless, especially the way of cultivating immortals."

Ye Yanran nodded solemnly, and said firmly, "Master, I will."

Ye Sangsang stepped forward, stood behind Ye Yanran, spread out her arms, hugged Ye Yanran loosely from behind, leaned against her back, held her hand holding the writing brush, and led her slowly Write the word she just practiced on the white paper.

Ye Yanran's body was a little tense, but she quickly relaxed.

Ye Sangsang didn't take his actions to heart, after all, she is a high-ranking teacher, just like students in school, they would be very nervous when facing their teachers. It's normal.

Master's body smells really good.

Ye Yanran quietly leaned her upper body backwards, pulled her body closer, which was still a few millimeters away, and completely pressed her back against Ye Sangsang's body.

The breasts were so soft that they leaned up, and the faint cold fragrance passed from Ye Sangsang's body into her breath.

Master held her hand, which was thin and white. Under the light of the sun, it was as beautiful as white jade, but it was soft and delicate to the touch.

Ye Yanran couldn't help breathing quickly, looking at the hand that was attached to her, her eyes couldn't help but darken.

After writing that word, Ye Sangsang let go of Ye Yanran's hand, and then stepped back to the side. Ye Yanran looked at the back of her empty hand and the warm body that left her back, and couldn't help biting it lightly. lower lip.

"Okay, you write as I say."

Ye Yanran lowered her head and said 'hmm' in a muffled voice.

Ye Sangsang looked at Ye Yanran who was still lively and cheerful just now with some curiosity, how could this be like an eggplant beaten by frost? ?

Ye Sangsang thought that Ye Yanran was shocked when she saw how beautiful her handwriting was, so she couldn't help but softly comforted her: "It's okay, you practice slowly, and one day you will write like a master."