Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 2795 It's getting harder and harder to control yourself
He had originally planned to bring her back to Tianci Continent to raise her by his side once he was sure that Ji Tianyue was Ji Yue, and raise her up like a great god raised Ning Xuemo, and cultivated her feelings along the way. He felt that since he could like her in his previous life, Then I will definitely fall in love with him now, what is lacking is only time.

Maybe after a few years of raising them, they will be able to develop feelings, and it will not be too late to talk about marriage by then.

But now, his heart is getting more and more deviated, and it is getting harder and harder to control himself.

Seeing Ji Shenyue in front of him treating him politely, as if treating an elder, made him extremely uncomfortable.

But he couldn't say anything for the time being, after all, he and Sect Master Ziyun were considered equals.

Sect Master Ziyun picked up his teacup and took a sip, then said calmly: "Before you had a marriage contract, naturally you should be friends of the same generation, but now you have nothing to do with each other, you and I are friends, and besides, you are old enough to be her Uncle, it is right for Shenyue to call you uncle, this seniority should not be messed up. Shenyue, offer tea to this Uncle Rongyue."

Ji Shenyue agreed, and sure enough, she poured a cup of tea and handed it to Rong Yue Tianlan with both hands: "Uncle Rong Yue, please drink tea."

Rong Yue Tianlan: "..."

He gritted his teeth secretly, and looked at Sect Master Ziyun with a half-smile, "The white hair is as new as before, and the cover is as old as before. A friend's apprentice may not be his junior. What's more, you and I are friends who have forgotten years. The generations between you and me are not the same. Involving disciples, my noble disciples and I have always been friends of the same generation, and we are also friends, but there is no distinction between seniors and juniors, we can call them whatever we used to call them, as long as we are familiar with the habits, we gods don’t pay attention to those vain etiquette..."

Seeing him entangled in seniority, Ji Shenyue was a little stunned for a moment, wondering why he cared so much about this.

Then I suddenly thought of Ji Tianyue, and immediately figured it out!

Rong Yue Tianlan is going to marry her sister, because of Ji Tianyue, he can't be the uncle of his future wife...

Ji Shenyue finally figured out what his scruples were. She didn't want herself to be an obstacle to others, so she smiled slightly: "Let's be equals. Maybe Mr. Rongyue has some unavoidable difficulties, and needs Shenyue and him to be equals." ..."

Rong Yue Tianlan was suffocated, and looked at Ji Shenyue with dark eyes. He bet that there was absolutely a distance between the difficulties Ji Shenyue said and the real difficulties in his heart!And the distance seems to be quite small...

But the explanation didn't seem to be easy to explain. He didn't speak for a while, and Ji Shenyue took it as his acquiescence.

He took a few steps back, distanced himself from him, and bowed to the master: "Master, this disciple is willing to dance the sword to celebrate the birthday of the master, just as a small gift prepared by the disciple for the master."

Sect Master Ziyun would naturally agree to this request. After nodding his head, he rested his chin and waited excitedly. He did not forget to explain to Rong Yue Tianlan: "This female apprentice in this seat is actually very good at dancing, but she usually doesn't like it. Jumping, even I can't force it, it's rare for her to have such an interest today, and Rong Yue-jun can be regarded as having such a blessing just in time."

He enthusiastically told Xie Fengliu who had changed back to his normal disciple's clothes: "Lao Jiu, you play for your senior sister."

How could Xie Fengliu be unwilling? He immediately agreed, and took out a piano from the storage space. Even the piano table and stool were ready-made. He sat there and looked at his senior sister with piercing eyes: "Senior sister wants What kind of sword dance? Harmony of the harp? The phoenix seeking the phoenix? Or a perfect match?"

(End of this chapter)