Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 442 Why is the apprentice so concerned about being a teacher today?

Because I heard it before you killed me in the previous life.

Shen Qianqiao lowered her eyes, stirring the bowl with a spoon sullenly, how unjust she died, she had never done anything bad in her previous life, first Shan Hongwen, and later met this pervert.

As a result, this pervert also came back with memories in this life, God really doesn't have eyes.

But didn't he feel guilty for killing her?

How could he use her so shamelessly, and still think about sleeping with her!
The more Shen Qianqiao thought about it, the greater the ups and downs in her heart. It's not that she didn't hate it, but she just recognized the reality and knew that she was not his opponent.

"Why didn't you speak?"

"Say what?" she said subconsciously.

But as soon as the words fell, her heart tightened, her fingers holding the spoon tightened, and her lips pursed tightly.

"This deity looks like someone with a hidden disease?" The man asked again.

Shen Qianqiao looked up at him, seeing this terrifying mask, she felt disgusted.

"How do I know if you have a hidden disease?"

She felt uncomfortable, and her tone became a little rushed.

The man was not angry, but stared at her slap-sized face.

"This is what I asked you, and you haven't answered me yet."

Shen Qianqiao has not forgotten her purpose, she must ask clearly today, what is wrong with his body, that he treats her like that, if he knew that the result would not escape death, she should have done it when Shan Hongwen sent her to the sedan chair. He bit his tongue and killed himself.

"Does this deity seem to have a hidden disease?" The man asked back.

Shen Qianqiao looked at him carefully. In fact, there is a saying that is true, 'The disaster will last for a thousand years'. How could he be reborn?

"It looks quite similar to me." Shen Qianqiao bit the bullet and replied.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, holding back the contents of his eyes, and rubbed the blood jade finger on his thumb, "How do you say?"

Shen Qianqiao curled her lips: "Isn't the national teacher retreating every three days? Either he is going to be promoted to immortality, or he has a hidden disease and cannot come out for a long time."

The man's hand stopped, his eyes were extremely dark, and he looked at her fixedly.

Shen Qianqiao was terrified by this look, turned her face away, and smiled dryly: "The national teacher hasn't said whether I guessed it right or not?"

Her hand holding the porcelain bowl tightened, her fingertips turned blue and white.

"You're very smart," the man said slowly with a curl of his lips.

It turned out that he retreated because of a hidden disease...

No wonder he was able to stay in the position of the national teacher peacefully.

Shen Qianqiao's throat was dry, and the emotion in her chest rushed out like a beast, and she suppressed it with all her strength.

"What hidden disease does the national teacher have?"

she asked next.

The man stared at her, as if he wanted to see into her heart from her evasive eyes.

Suddenly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Why is this disciple so concerned about my teacher today?"

Shen Qianqiao knew that he wanted to change the subject, so she said, "Aren't you talking? Naturally, you can talk about anything. The national teacher comes to my room every night. For my safety, I must ask clearly."

"Safe?" The man's dark eyes moved, and his eyes fell on the bowl she was holding in her hand: "This deity treats you badly?"

"It wasn't good before," Shen Qianqiao replied, subconsciously knowing that he would not kill her for the time being, she became more courageous.

"What about now?" The man sat steadily, his narrowed eyes were cold and narrow.

"Now?" Shen Qianqiao looked up at him, the corners of her lips curled up: "I always want to know what is the hidden disease on the national teacher? Will it be contagious?"

(End of this chapter)