Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 212

Wu Ming looked at Jing Xin suspiciously, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Are you willing to get close to me now?"

Hearing this, Jing Xin's face remained unchanged, but the hand holding the food box tightened even more, until the knuckles were raised and turned white.

She didn't speak for a long time, she was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would insult the sanctimonious hypocrite in front of her.

Fortunately, Wu Ming was very interested in this kind of person who came to his door, so he turned sideways and said, "Come in."

Jing Xin stepped over the threshold with her head down, the door behind her closed with a "click", shutting out the sun, looking at this familiar meditation room, Jing Xin felt a sudden chill down her back.

The past is unbearable to look back on, and all the memories are unbearable.

Before she could move forward and put down the things in her hand, Wu Ming approached her step by step from behind.

Putting his arms around Jingxin's waist, Wuming buried his head in Jingxin's neck and took a deep breath, his face showed a bit of intoxication, and murmured: "Be careful, you won't come for a long time You see me as a teacher, why, do you despise me?"

Enduring the humiliation, Jing Xin said stiffly, "How could it be?"

However, her eyes were full of coldness and hatred.

This is the eminent monk among the world's population!A well-dressed, sanctimonious hypocrite!

A scum who kidnapped his 13-year-old apprentice into his bed!
This year, she lived a life that was worse than death for five years. During these five years, there was not a day when she didn't want to take revenge!
Every contact was so disgusting that she wished to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

Feeling her body trembling slightly, Wu Ming suddenly stopped, and with his hands, he held her shoulders and turned her around.

Seeing her eyes closed, Wu Ming felt a little dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to pinch Jing Xin's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

Jing Xin slowly raised her eyes to look at him, on that face already covered with fine lines, a pair of dark eyes were staring at her so closely.

These eyes that have appeared in her dreams countless times... After today, they will never be seen again.

Thinking of this, her complexion became strangely prettier.

Only then did Wu Ming look a little better.

Jing Xin said in a low voice: "Master, this mung bean soup is iced, if you don't drink it, it won't taste the same after a while."

Hearing what she said, Wu Ming was indeed a little thirsty. He let go of her, went straight to the table and sat down, tapping the table with his fingertips.

Jing Xin understood, put the food box on it, opened the lid, brought out mung bean soup from inside, and put it in front of Wu Ming.

Wu Ming squinted at her, and snorted, "Be careful, how many years have you been with Teacher Wei?"

Jing Xin lowered her eyes and said, "It's been eight years since I returned to Master."

Wu Ming smiled and nodded: "When you came to the foot of this mountain when you were ten years old, it was my teacher who spotted you at a glance, brought you back, and taught you to read and read. Now, eight years have passed, and you are eighteen years old. , It’s a great time, shouldn’t it be time to repay Master?”

Wen Yan Jingxin's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she felt a little unwell.

"Master, what Master said is that tonight... the apprentice will come on time."

Only then did Wu Ming clap his palms and laughed in satisfaction: "Okay! You are really sensible, don't worry, when this sacrifice to the God of Autumn is over, His Majesty will reward you with many good things. If you like it, Master will keep it for you." .”

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl of mung bean soup.

(End of this chapter)