My master is clingy

"What method?" Jing Feng tilted his head and glanced at Mu Qinghan.

"As long as your master speaks, I will teach you." Mu Qinghan looked at Jing Feng with a smile.

Jing Feng felt that his patience was really reaching its limit, and he shouldn't believe Mu Qinghan's words.

"I don't want to know anymore, let me go!" Jing Feng frowned.

Mu Qinghan, who is professional in stroking hair, immediately loosened his strength, fearing that Jing Feng would hurt himself if he struggled too hard.He has rough skin and thick flesh, but Jing Feng is very crisp.

"Master is teasing you, just forget it if you don't want to."

Mu Qinghan's temper was so good that Jing Feng himself felt that he was going too far.

"You let me go first."

"Okay, Master will let you go now." Mu Qinghan completely let go of his arm.

Jing Feng, who was freed, rubbed his shoulders, and couldn't help but glance at Mu Qinghan's face.

He devotes himself to angering Mu Qinghan every day, but if the trouble is too much, he is afraid that Mu Qinghan will really get angry.

However, there was no trace of impatience on Mu Qinghan's face, only helpless pampering.It's like looking at a child who can't grow up, he is used to everything, and he is afraid that he will spoil others.

Jing Feng didn't know how to describe his emotions, he moved his eyes a little annoyed.

"Huh? What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?" Mu Qinghan bent down and approached Jing Feng's face.

Jing Feng, whose heart was in a mess, was taken aback. He glared at Mu Qinghan angrily, "Why did you speak suddenly?"

"Then I'll say hello to you the next time I talk."

"That's not necessary..." Jing Feng's eyes wandered, "That..."

"Huh?" Mu Qinghan looked at Jing Feng's face patiently.

Jing Feng was a little embarrassed by Mu Qinghan's look, finally he mustered up his courage, pulled Mu Qinghan's collar down with all his strength, and kissed Mu Qinghan's face indiscriminately.

Soft and cool lips landed on Mu Qinghan's smooth and jade-like face. Mu Qinghan didn't seem to expect that Jing Feng would kiss him back, his eyes widened, and there was a little surprise in his expression.

"I'm satisfied now." Jing Feng wiped his lips hard on purpose, making his mouth red.

Mu Qinghan reacted and lowered his head with a smile, and said: "Xiaofeng is really cute, if you want to kiss Master, just say something, you see, the collar is deformed by you."

Jing Feng snorted, he viciously grabbed Mu Qinghan's collar and rubbed it harder, the poor fabric was deformed in Jing Feng's hands.

After it was over, Jing Feng raised his head provocatively and pulled a malicious smile at Mu Qinghan, "Master, do you know that you really want to be trampled upon by looking at you like this?"

Mu Qinghan shrugged and said, "If Xiaofeng wants to bully Master, Master welcomes it at any time."

Mu Qinghan's look of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water reminds Jing Feng that he flirted with Mu Qinghan before but was teased instead. Cheeky launched an attack.

Mu Qinghan's handsome face changed shape under Jing Feng's hands, Jing Feng was addicted to playing, and laughed while pinching Mu Qinghan's face.

Seeing Jing Feng playing so happily, the corners of Mu Qinghan's mouth slightly raised two degrees.

Jing Feng pulled the corner of Mu Qinghan's mouth down, "Why are you smiling, are you happy being bullied?"

"Well, being bullied by Xiaofeng as a teacher is what I wish for. Xiaofeng must not pity Master, Master is already a big child, so he can bear it." Mu Qinghan's voice was full of a smile, low and clear, and his voice was like running water Like dripping into Jing Feng's heart.

Jing Feng, who blushed for no reason, immediately let go of Mu Qinghan's face as if he had been scalded, "Shameless, whose child is as old as you?"

Mu Qinghan stretched out his hand and patted Jing Feng's head lightly, and said, "Who made me so old that I still have a childlike innocence. Let's go, go to Master's room, don't you want to practice faster? Huh?"

This sound made Jing Feng's heart beat two beats faster. He pretended to be calm and let out a oh, and then walked obediently with Mu Qinghan.

Jing Feng simply wanted to become stronger, and he didn't think about anything else at all.

Mu Qinghan did this out of his own thoughts, if he didn't say that, Jing Feng would definitely continue to stay with Zuimeng.

Mu Qinghan doesn't like Zuimeng, especially when Jing Feng and Zuimeng are alone.There is no way to directly destroy Zui Meng's position in Jing Feng's heart, so try not to let them stay together.

After all, Mu Qinghan's cultivation is there. He has lived for nearly 1000 years, and he knows much more than Jing Feng on the way of cultivation.With Mu Qinghan's guidance, Jing Feng, who is already smart, can understand everything.

But in just one day, Jing Feng felt that the power in his body could be used more smoothly than before.

In the past, Mu Qinghan disciplined Jing Feng more laissez-faire, he would not restrain Jing Feng too much, and he would not take the initiative to teach anything.Because Mu Qinghan knew Jing Feng's temper, his interference would make Jing Feng feel like he was controlling him.

Now Jing Feng wants to become stronger, so he as a master should do something.

"I'm going back to my room. Master, don't forget the Hundred Days Banquet for Baidi's granddaughter tomorrow." Jing Feng said to Mu Qinghan.

Mu Qinghan replied: "Understood, will Master still forget what Xiaofeng ordered?"

"Let's go." Jing Feng waved his hand casually, and then left.

But Mu Qinghan's gaze was still on Jing Feng's back, and the smile on Mu Qinghan's face also subsided after Jing Feng left.Liulimu, who was originally gentle and watery, looked like a pool of stagnant water without fluctuations.

"tomorrow……"

Mu Qinghan murmured, not knowing what he was sighing.

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Jing Feng went back to his room, Zui Meng was still in his room.As soon as Zui Meng saw Jing Feng coming back, she immediately greeted her in surprise, "Xiao Feng, you're finally back."

"Well, I just went to practice." Jing Feng pulled a stool and sat down. He just picked up the teapot and wanted to pour himself a glass of water. I told Master, and he said that he would take us there tomorrow. And you don’t have to worry about the Red Dragon Ball, Master will ask for one for me, and I will give it to you when the time comes.”

There were obviously two people in the room, but at this moment it was unbelievably quiet, and the sound of tea flowing in the space was particularly clear.

Jing Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea without realizing it. Mu Qinghan's status is noble, and those people naturally dare not neglect, even this tea is a bit more refreshing than other places with rich aura.

Zuimeng's throat was hard, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word, because he didn't know what to say at this time.

Jing Feng finally sensed that something was wrong with Zuimeng, he wondered, "What's wrong? You haven't spoken all the time."

"It's nothing, I'm just too happy." Zui Meng forced a smile.

In fact, Zui Meng's acting skills are far from being so clumsy, if he pretends to be fine, others will never see it.But that's meaningless, what he wants is a strong smile that even Jing Feng can see.

"Unhappy? Just say what you have, don't be so hypocritical."

Zui Meng's brows relaxed a little after listening, "I just think Xiao Feng seems to be too dependent on Master, Xiao Feng, you and your Master have only known each other for how long, can you really trust him completely?"

"Who said I depended on him?" Jing Feng retorted guiltily, but he had to admit in his heart that he had really become more and more dependent on Mu Qinghan recently.This is not a good sign, and he should correct it in time.

Jing Feng breathed out, and said: "I know your worries, I will pay attention to it. He and I have only known each other for two or three years, and in fact, it is not very familiar. I worship him as a teacher just to avoid It's just people from the Song family."

"Yeah." A smile appeared on Zui Meng's face.

"Take a rest." Jing Feng put down his teacup and went to bed.

However, Zui Meng sat motionless in her original position, showing no intention of leaving.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Jing Feng lifted the half-drawn curtain.

Zui Meng hesitated for a while, then slowly walked to Jing Feng's bed, "Xiao Feng, can I sleep with you, just like before."

Since the time when Jing Feng and Zui Meng were in the abyss of the Song family, they did sleep together every night.There were no beds at all, so they could only huddle in a rotten tree hole to keep warm.

Now the two of them are no longer the poor little ones they used to be. They no longer need to eat the rotting carcasses of animals, and they don't need to sleep in rotten tree holes.

Obviously everything is a million times better than before, but Zui Meng thinks that time was the most beautiful.Because he only has Jing Feng, and Jing Feng only has him.

"The bed is quite big, you can sleep if you want." Jing Feng moved inside to make room for Zui Meng.

Zui Meng took off his shoes and got on the bed, he smiled at Jing Feng and lay down.

The two lay side by side on the bed, and the atmosphere was silent for a while, and it was Drunk Meng who spoke first.

"Xiaofeng, do you remember what happened to us before?"

"Remember." Jing Feng replied.

The candles in the room had been extinguished, and the room was enveloped in darkness.But monks are different from ordinary people, they can see clearly even in the dark.Zui Meng turned sideways, facing Jing Feng, her dark eyes fixed on Jing Feng's face.

"Then Xiaofeng, do you still remember that person?" Zui Meng didn't make it clear, but Jing Feng knew who Zui Meng was talking about.

Jing Feng was silent for a moment, his voice sounded a little lower than usual.

"Can not remember."

Jing Feng, who touched the Moon Sword, has a confused memory, and he can't even remember his own name, but he barely knows Zui Meng. Zui Meng has always been called Jing Feng Xiaofeng, and Mu Qinghan gave him the name Jing Feng .

Zui Meng's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Xiao Feng, if that person reappeared in your life and wanted to make up for you, what would you do?"

Jing Feng replied without hesitation: "I will let him go!"

After hearing Jing Feng's answer, Zui Meng lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Xiao Feng, I am different from that person. As long as you need it, I will come to rescue you no matter where you are. Are you willing to believe me?" Zui Meng looked at Jing Feng nervously.

But Jing Feng didn't answer Zuimeng's question directly, he reached out and patted Zuimeng's head, "Don't think so much, there won't be such a time."

Such an answer was actually expected by Zuimeng, but she still felt unavoidably disappointed.

Jing Feng's master hurt Jing Feng too much, even though Jing Feng can't remember that memory clearly, the scars still remain in Jing Feng's heart.Even though Jing Feng is no longer precarious, he still cannot fully open his heart to others.

Jing Feng couldn't trust anyone but himself.

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