Chapter 982 National Teacher, Let Me Assassinate (13)

In front of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Ling Yun stopped the carriage.

Use internal force to restore your closed sense of hearing.

Then said softly, "Master, we're here."

for a moment.

There was a cool sound from inside the carriage.

"En." Xiao Heng glanced sideways at the little girl in his arms, then let go of his hand and got out of the carriage.

Chacha, "..."

ungrateful!

He hugged her for so long just now, and in the blink of an eye, he left her here.

Throw away after use, too much!

Qiqi, 【This word doesn't seem to be used like that... After all, he didn't do anything. 】

Chacha seemed to think of something, her face changed, "...Qiqi, you have really changed, you are no longer the pure Qiqi you used to be, your thoughts are too dirty, it is obviously a normal complaint, You're actually thinking about that."

Qiqi tried to refute, but found that she couldn't refute.

Chacha quickly got out of the carriage.

At this time, there is no need to be hypocritical.

Anyway, it was just a carriage, and she could get off by herself.

As for just now, she was barely ashamed as Xiao Heng!

Ling Yun respectfully brought Chacha into the National Teacher's Mansion.

The guard at the door was stunned.

He stared at that figure for a long time.

until it disappears completely.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw incredulity in each other's eyes.

The little girl not only entered the National Teacher's Mansion just now.

And it came down from the carriage of the national teacher!

When was there a girl in their national teacher's carriage?

Could it be that the ten thousand year iron tree has bloomed?

It seems that the girl just now is also very beautiful?

Not only were these two people messed up, but even the secret guards of the National Teacher's Mansion who were guarding in the dark were also messed up.

Ling Yun is the boss of this group of hidden guards.

Now I see the boss is so respectful to a little girl.

Simply terrible!

The National Teacher's Mansion is similar to Chacha's imagination, and it's quite big.

Ling Yun walked with Chacha for a while and was in a dilemma.

The master didn't say where to take this girl, he didn't dare to make decisions at will.

Chacha seemed to be aware of it and reminded her intimately.

"I will stay by the national teacher's side in the future, so just take me to whichever courtyard the national teacher is in!"

Ling Yun's expression was shocked.

Are you going to take her to the main courtyard?

After hesitating for a while, Ling Yun silently guessed what the master was thinking.

Maybe it's really possible...

He brought the man to the main courtyard, only to find that the master was standing in the courtyard admiring the flowers.

Seeing Ling Yun bring Cha Cha, there was no extra expression on his face.

The breeze blew past, blowing the hem of his clothes fluttering.

Ling Yun was shocked in his heart.

this girl...

In the heart of the master, it is unusual!

The master didn't open his mouth to punish, that is to say, the master really wanted to let people live in the main courtyard.

Xiao Heng raised his slender fingers and gestured casually.

Seeing this, Ling Yun retreated immediately.

Soon, only she and Xiao Heng were left in the yard.

Xiao Heng looked at the crabapple flowers blooming in the yard, without saying a word.

Chacha tilted her head and walked over slowly.

Asked the all-important question, "Where will I live?"

Xiao Heng didn't look back, his words were indifferent, "Since you want to stay by my side, you naturally want to live in the same room with me."

Chacha's eyes were full of surprise, "..."

Is it progressing so fast?

Didn't see it!

Xiao Heng is actually in such a hurry?

a room?

Wouldn't that be sleeping on a bed?

Her thoughts were racing.

Turned around and around indiscriminately.

In the end, it was Qiqi who interrupted her unrestrained imagination that day.

Xiao Heng lowered his eyes, restrained all his emotions, and added, "There is a soft couch outside, you can just sleep on the soft couch."

Chacha, "...Oh."

Didn't they sleep together?

The little head drooped, listlessly, and lost in capital letters.