Chapter 835 Master, Give Me a Hug? (9)

"OK, thanks."

Feng Qian took the food box from the boy.

"You're welcome." The young man waved his hand, and said again: "Master also asked me to tell the girl to find him in the room after breakfast."

"good."

Feng Qian nodded.

After the boy left, Feng Qian closed the door and sat at the table with the food box.

After putting away the food box, Feng Qian propped his chin, staring at the food box for a while.

Unexpectedly, the efficiency of small fragments is quite high.

After breakfast, Feng Qian changed his clothes, walked out of the room, and knocked on the door next door.

"Come in."

There was a cool and pleasant voice from inside.

Feng Qian pushed the door open and walked in, then closed the door again.

Yun Zhuo sat at the table.

A burner of incense was lit on the table, and a wisp of smoke slowly rose from it, with a light and pleasant smell.

Next to the incense burner is a stack of slightly yellowed scrolls.

Feng Qian walked over and sat opposite Yun Zhuo.

"Master, did you come here for something?"

Hearing the sound, Yun Zhuo looked up at the girl and said, "On the table is the meditation formula I picked out, you should write it down first."

"oh."

Feng Qian nodded, and reached out to take a scroll.

She is very good at endorsement.

After browsing through it, Feng Qian memorized the formula in his heart.

After flipping through everything, Feng Qian put the scroll back to its original place.

"Master, I have already made a note."

Regarding the girl's photographic memory, Yun Zhuo did not express any doubts.

He slowly got up and gave up his position.

"Sit here."

Feng Qian blinked her eyes, and sat down obediently.

Crossing your legs, the one beside you said: "Close your eyes, and recite the meditation formula silently."

"Oh." Feng Qian closed her eyes according to the other party's words, but before starting, the girl asked again: "How long will it take?"

"Read until noon."

Yun Zhuo left a word and then slowly left the room.

Feng Qian: "!"

noon?

Can I be lazy and not read?

After struggling for a long time, Feng Qian still sat down obediently and repeated the meditation formula silently.

It was alright at first, but the girl's head moved little by little as she got further to the back, and soon she was about to hit the table.

…

After Yun Zhuo came back, he saw the girl sleeping on the table.

He paused, walked over unhurriedly, and sat opposite the girl.

The little girl rested her arms on her side, and her fair cheeks were marked with red marks.

The lips are slightly parted, breathing lightly.

The long curly eyelashes hang down on the eye sockets like cattail fans.

Yun Zhuo was caught off guard and remembered what happened last night.

In the cold Shangshen, there seemed to be a layer of ripples in the dark eyes, shallow and faint.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped the girl's side face with his fingertips.

The softness from his fingertips made him startled slightly.

In the gap of daze, the fingertips slid down the side of the girl's face, and landed on the corner of the girl's soft lips unconsciously.

The faint breath sprayed on the fingertips, bringing a burst of itching.

Shangshen has been distracted, and has not noticed that his fingertips have slipped on the corner of the girl's lips.

Yun Zhuo didn't come back to his senses until he felt wet softness from his fingertips.

The girl's lips contained his fingertips, and even smacked his small mouth.

His fingertips seemed to burn instantly.

Yun Zhuo withdrew his hand like an electric shock, this action also woke up the sleeping girl.

Feng Qian opened his eyes, and after catching a glimpse of the snow-white figure in front of him, the girl sat upright and woke up instantly.

Like a primary school student who was caught by the teacher and slacked off in class.

Feng Qian was serious: "Master, I only slept for a while, really."

but……

Feng Qian blinked suspiciously.

How do you feel that the fragments are a bit strange.

like……

"Master, your ears are red."

After the girl finished speaking, a faint crimson color appeared on Yun Zhuo's fair neck.

He coughed lightly, and said as if to hide his embarrassment:

"No problem."

Gone.