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Su Jingyun's first reaction was that it's no wonder Mr. Ming would dislike her flat chest... The second reaction was oh my god, how could I watch it for so long, did I really get infected by that flirty cat?

She pulled the quilt to cover her head, muttering "see no evil, see no evil" in her heart, and shouted: "You go out first, and I will get up."

"What do you mean by lying in bed?"

The voice outside the cup changed suddenly, as cold as ice, which made Su Jingyun tremble all over.The quilt on the top of her head was lifted, and Yunqi's cold and glamorous face appeared in front of her bed, with a silver sword and a frosty body.

"Get up in the morning and practice martial arts!"

What about Mr. Ming?Su Jingyun looked up, Yunqi turned his back on him: "If you still want to be my apprentice, get up early!"

"Yes, Master."

Su Jingyun got up quickly, Yun Qi threw her clothes and a knife to her, and flew towards her, covering her face.Su Jingyun felt aggrieved when Yun Qi treated him so coldly and forcefully.

Her master was not like this before... Although her memory is very vague, she remembered that she was a gentle woman...

Su Jingyun tore the clothes off her head, and Yun Qi just turned her body. As soon as Su Jingyun raised her head, she saw an ambiguous mark on her side neck—bright red and purple. The color was like the rouge on the lips of the eldest princess Ronghua. Pearl Cui.

She felt a little sad for a moment, her heart was stuffy and swollen, and she didn't know what to do.She only knew that she and her master would never go back to the past, they only saw that there was always a person separated...

"Snapped--"

A soft palm slapped on his face, Su Jingyun touched it, and that soft little hand slipped away from his palm.When she looked up, Yunqi was gone. Mr. Ming was sitting sideways beside her bed, with long hair draped over his shoulders, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and slapped her nicely again.

"Idiot."

"Why did you hit me—" Su Jingyun covered the left side of her face and shouted angrily.Of course, Su Jingyun did not dare to speak loudly in front of Mr. Ming.She is really petite, it seems that if she speaks louder, she will be blown away by the breath.

Of course, Su Jingyun won't let people hit him in vain. As soon as Mr. Ming waved his hand, she reached out and caught it. She thought it was the delicate little hand that fell into the palm of her hand, but she didn't expect it to be a fluffy ball. When Su Jingyun opened her eyes, she saw a Zhang Huo's big cat face was facing her.

The dignified six-door policeman was attacked early in the morning, his face was smeared with cat's claws, and he was unconscious. This is a tragedy in the world.

"Meow meow meow—(let go of my paw)"

Maomao thought to himself, you bastard who sleeps late, I kindly came to call you, and the meat ball waited for you to wake up, but you still grabbed me?

"why you?"

Su Jingyun grabbed Mao Mao's paw, and was stunned for a long while, Mao Mao was so angry that his left paw came up and twitched wildly, finally waking Su Jingyun awake.

Just at this time, Mr. Ming's voice also sounded outside: "Jingyun, it's time to get up."

The tone of voice is still the same as usual, and it has nothing to do with the sweet and soft voice last night.

"Dream?"

Su Jingyun got up in a daze.It is impossible to tell which is reality and which is a dream.It wasn't until Mao Mao jumped on her body twice, with four little claws bearing the weight of the fleshy mound, that the pain made Su Jingyun grin his teeth, and then he suddenly woke up!

What happened last night was not a dream!

Mr. Ming is really a woman!

Thinking about it this way, I don't even know how to go out and face Mr. Ming.She dawdled for a while, not knowing whether she should go out to apologize, tell Mr. Ming that she was sorry that my cat and I peeked at you taking a bath together, or pretend that nothing happened.Reason told her that she should keep this secret to herself, but when she looked in the mirror, she realized that she was really not a liar.

Let's be honest.

After a simple grooming, she dally walked out of the room.

Mr. Ming was still teasing mynah in the yard, his back was getting thinner and thinner, and even the hand holding the branch was trembling slightly.Coughing violently has become more and more frequent, and Mr. Ming is closing the handkerchief faster and faster, he is afraid that others will see what is on it.

"Su Jingyun, if you want me to live a few more days, just listen to me and don't meddle in matters that are out of your control."

What Mr. Ming said in the past suddenly appeared in Su Jingyun's mind, she just wanted to open her mouth, but stopped it abruptly.Since Mr. Ming showed up with this appearance, there must be his reasons. If he asked by himself, it would make Mr. Ming worry more, and it would be even worse.

Su Jingyun took a few deep breaths, tried her best to put everything about last night out of her mind, and walked over to say hello to Mr. Ming.

"Morning, sir, did you sleep well last night?"

"It's okay, why is your complexion so bad?" Mr. Ming raised his head and looked at her face carefully.Facing those dark eyes, Su Jingyun panicked all of a sudden, his eyes wandered, not knowing what to do.

"Meow~" Maomao ran over and lingered at the feet of the two of them. Su Jingyun quickly mentioned Maomao, "That's it. Last night I was worried that something might happen to it, so I ran out to look for it. I didn't get a good rest after making a fuss in the middle of the night."

"Oh, that's it." Mr. Ming nodded, "After breakfast, you can go to sleep and go to the dragon official in the afternoon."

Su Jingyun asked: "My teacher... won't Mr. Yunqi come this morning?"

Mr. Ming said: "The Empress Dowager's birthday is coming soon, and Yunqi will be in the palace to take care of things, so he won't be here for a few days."

Su Jingyun asked: "Is the eldest princess going back to Beijing?"

Mr. Ming sighed lightly: "I want to go back."

Seeing that Mr. Ming seemed to have something on his mind, Su Jingyun couldn't bear him to be upset, so he comforted him: "Master, don't worry about everything, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and it is the right way to take good care of your body. It's summer, it's summer, It's a good time to take care of your body, you told me not to ask about things I shouldn't ask, and I said, don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about."

When Mr. Ming heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "You're going to blame me."

Su Jingyun said: "As you said, a famous teacher produces a talented student."

Mr. Ming looked at her fixedly: "Yes, a famous teacher produces a good apprentice."

Normally, if Mr. Ming looked at himself like this, Su Jingyun would jokingly say a few words: "Is there something wrong with my eyebrows again, or is my face not washed clean?"

But now, being looked at like this, Su Jingyun felt a little uncomfortable.Thinking that there was a beautiful girl under this skin, Su Jingyun's heart began to beat faster.What would she look like if she was dressed as a woman and sat next to me?Why is she looking at me like that?

Mr. Ming looked at it for a while and said, "You are blushing."

Su Jingyun quickly covered her face: "In the morning, I was slapped several times by Mao Mao's claws."

Mr. Ming looked down at Mao Mao rubbing against his leg, then at Su Jingyun: "Really?"

Su Jingyun nodded again and again: "Yeah, you see it is so heavy, it hurts, but luckily I didn't stretch out my claws, otherwise my face...I..."

Mr. Ming stretched out his hand, raised Su Jingyun's face and looked at it: "Let me see if there is anything wrong."

Su Jingyun's words stuck in her throat, and she didn't dare to speak anymore.

Between the sleeves was still the scent that could be smelled even from the roof last night. Su Jingyun sniffed lightly, but didn't dare to say in her heart what kind of mother the uncle is... Well, girls love beauty, even pretending to be a uncle. Smelly uncle.

"fine."

Su Jingyun's heart was pounding like a deer, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but Mr. Ming took his hand back: "It's nothing. I think you didn't sleep well. After breakfast, go to sleep for a while."

Su Jingyun watched Mr. Ming withdraw his hand, and suddenly felt a pity, that fragrant and soft little hand...

She lay down on the stone table, waited for Mr. Ming to go to the study, and slapped her monkey's butt hard.

It's over, I'm really over, I'm just like Maomao, I've broken my studies.Obviously, his favorite is his master Yun Qi, but his mind is full of the shadow of Mr. Ming from last night.