"You said it's weird to be a teacher, that's it?"

Ning Qingxue raised her eyebrows and asked with a plain face.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Master is so pretty."

Ling Qingchen pondered.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Then you need to say it?

"Then do you think, who is better than that girl, compared to her teacher?"

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with anticipation and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Another issue of giving away?

Fortunately, she had already gone to the competition and couldn't hear my answer.

Then, the answer is now very obvious.

"Hello Master."

Ling Qingchen said with a firm look on his face.

"Oh? Hello, teacher?

Where is the best place to be a teacher? Evaluate it objectively!"

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with a curious look and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

What else should I say?

This is too difficult!

"You can't be objective, Master, you are my subjective."

Ling Qingchen shook his head and replied softly.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Ah this...

This ignorant disciple! He said such a seductive love words again!

I'm really shameless!

It's very flirting, but you don't want to, haha, man!

“How subjective?”

Ning Qingxue asked with anticipation.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

What am I fucking!

Also ask how subjective it is?

You spare me, Master!

"Others use it as good-looking to describe you, Master.

And I use Master, to describe it as good-looking.”

Ling Qingchen looked at Ning Qingxue with a affectionate look on his face and said softly.

"Yeah, I got it."

Listening to Ling Qingchen's straightforward words, Ning Qingxue's pretty face was hot, and she looked at Ling Qingchen's eyes full of gentleness.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he couldn't suppress his inner joy.

"Then...what if you choose to give Xiaochen?

As a teacher or that girl, Xiao Chen, which one would you choose?"

Ning Qingxue's eyes were flowing, and she looked at Ling Qingchen with expectation.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

Can such a good thing happen?

Only when a child makes a choice, I will definitely choose all of them!

"Can you choose all the disciples?"

Ling Qingchen asked with anticipation.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

Am I fucking? Still choose?

This ignorant disciple!

It's really fickle!

Do you dare to think about choosing everything?

Are you quite daring to think about it?

I can't kill you!

"What do you think?"

Ning Qingxue's hands had already touched Ling Qingchen's shoulders at some point.

He was pinching Ling Qingchen's shoulder rhythmically and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"If you have to let your disciple make a choice.

Then, that person can only be the master.”

Feeling the increasing force on his shoulders, Ling Qingchen hurriedly spoke.

Why did your master suddenly ask yourself such a question?

Could it be that Master, she really falls in love with her?

But... Master, she is so many years older than herself...

The third year of a senior, holds gold bricks, the third year of a senior, holds the country, and the third year of a senior, ranked in the immortal class?

It seems that it is not impossible.

“Oh? Is it?

Why?"

Ning Qingxue gently helped Ling Qingchen knead her shoulder and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Because if I don’t say that, you will be ruthless against me!

"Who else can be qualified to walk around in the heart of the disciple except the master?"

Ling Qingchen spoke softly.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

ah……

This damn foul disciple! He speaks so flirtatiously!

If only if you can get so flirt with it in action!

"Well, Xiao Chen, you used to say that being a teacher always runs around in your mind?

Why are you talking about walking around in your heart now?

Can you succeed, Xiao Chen, are you cheating on your teacher?”

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with a curious look and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

Can you think of such a problem by your master?

Master, are you a sensible person?

Can the words you said casually in the past be interactively connected with the words you are now?

Did you come here from afar to give me a question?

"The figure of the master has already run from the disciple's mind to the heart.
To be continued...