I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 119 Master, What's Your Name?
This time.

Really lost his wife and lost his army.

The day went by with great loss.

Since she was a child, Qin Lan has almost never met an opponent, let alone a defeat. The first time she lost so badly, she was defeated by the most famous "Waste Material Princess Mo" in Kyoto.

What a shame!
"What chance?" The northern gorilla's eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, full of hatred.

"If we don't do it, someone will do it. For example, the siblings from the Yun family." Qin Lan's eyes gradually darkened, "Yun Qing'er and Yun Cang are not good people."

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That night.

A crescent moon hangs in the blue sky.

The night of Senyuhai is very beautiful.

Lying on the ground and raising your head, you will see thousands of miles of galaxies dotted with the boundless sky.Let people sigh their insignificance and the vastness of nature.

Yun Qingcheng was lying on the soft grass, with one hand resting on his arm, staring at Xinghe with a pair of clear eyes.

In my mind, what emerged involuntarily was the silhouette of the beautiful master sitting quietly drinking tea, as if walking out of an ancient ink painting scroll.

Inexplicably, I kind of miss him.

I haven't seen you for two days.

I don't know when it started, but deep down in my heart, I have already become dependent on this beautiful master.

Dependence is a terrible emotion.

Subtly, it corrodes a person's soul.

When you get used to the other party, when you find something is wrong, you will already be inseparable.

"Speaking of which, I don't even know what Master's name is." Yun Qingcheng murmured, and an inexplicable emotion floated in his heart.

Lost?

No.

Worrying about gains and losses?

Not even.

In short, it is a strange feeling that is difficult to control, as if everything is beyond the scope of what I can predict.

"Why am I worrying about being alone here? The next time we meet again in a dream, just ask him directly." Yun Qingcheng shook his head, and at the same time stretched out his small hand to rub his swollen temples.

That's right.

She's not the kind of twitchy girl.

I don't know how long I was in a daze staring at the sky full of stars, but Yun Qingcheng fell asleep unconsciously.

There is a saying that makes you think every day and dream at night.

That's true.

Yun Qingcheng missed the beauty master all day long, and as soon as he fell asleep, he immediately saw the beauty master sitting in front of him.

A pear wood low table, a purple clay pot, and an emerald cup.tea.Blue smoke curled up.The fragrance of tea is overflowing.

The beautiful master was still dressed in black.

It was obviously the deepest color, but he gave it a bit of fairy air abruptly.More of a dark mystery, of course.

"Master."

It was rare for Yun Qingcheng to take the initiative.

Mo Bai turned his head and looked at her. In the deep black pupils, there was a rare smile, the kind of smile that is so shallow that you can't find it without careful observation: "Little Qingcheng, you are here, I am waiting for you as a teacher." You've been around for a long time."

He misses her more than her.

He wanted to see her more urgently than she did.

God knows how empty and anxious he is lying on that cold big bed in Prince Mo's Mansion alone, guarding the empty room without her.

He was very worried about how she was doing well in the forest prison sea, and whether she encountered any danger at the summer hunting party.

"Master, may I ask you a question?"

"You said."

"Master, what's your name?"

(End of this chapter)