The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 164 Master Disciple (1)

Situ Qingshen, on the other hand, was taken aback by Feng Qingcheng's dumbfounded expression, as if he had a little rabbit in his heart, jumping around non-stop.

But at the same time, his heart was filled with joy, and even his heroic eyebrows were raised.

Seeing those Huaichun girls clutching their little hearts, as if they had taken an aphrodisiac, their cheeks were flushed, their breathing was heavy, and the love in their eyes was even deeper.

Wherever Situ Qingshen went, he could hear whispers:
"That young master is so handsome, Xiao Hong, check if my makeup is flawless today, if my hair is messy, and if my clothes still fit me?"

"What to do, what to do, that handsome young master has already disturbed my heart, and it has been out of control since then, what should I do?"

"Chuntao, is that young master looking at me? He is so handsome. If he is my husband, then he will be so wonderful!"

"That son is so good-looking, and I'm the only one who deserves it..."

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What these girls said, they always wanted to express one meaning: Situ Qingshen was very good-looking, and they already had all kinds of words in their hearts.

Listening to these words, Feng Qingcheng's mouth twitched, and she rolled her eyes in her heart. She suddenly remembered a novel that Qian Lingxue asked her to read in the 21st century. There was a sentence in it that was enough to describe her current mood: "I was influenced by Scared!"

Although the five countries on the Qianling Continent respect the strong and the folk customs are very open, not as feudal as China was five thousand years ago, but these words are a bit too open in this world where men and women are not completely equal. .

However, Feng Qingcheng once again deeply realized how powerful the lethality of appearance is.

At the same time, she also realized a truth: no matter in which time and space, no matter where, there is a creature called "Nympho". The speed is comparable to Xiao Qiang's.

Can't help but glance at Situ Qingshen's side face again, the warm yellow candlelight added a bit of warmth to his cold face, and the lines of his face looked softer.

Feng Qingcheng thought to herself: Tsk tsk, this man's appearance is a must-have artifact for murder, arson, home travel!Yes, it is an artifact.

The white and tender little hand took the man's big hand, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at him brightly.

Situ Qingshen seemed to have sensed the little movements of the girl beside him, and glanced at her sideways, with the corners of his lips raised and his starry eyes moving slightly.

Feng Qingcheng seemed to hear the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat of many people, as well as the muffled groans that forced herself not to scream.

Also, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased.

Rubbing her forehead helplessly, Situ Qingshen suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her into his arms.

After spinning around for a while, the man's arms tightly held her in his arms, the corners of his lips curved again, his eyes were deep, and he stared at her face.

"what--"

"Oh--"

"sky--"

"where--"

With the exclamation one after another, Feng Qingcheng would feel that the surrounding temperature is getting high again?

"That son is really a good brother, it's really a blessing to be his sister!"

"It's such a loving scene. When I get home, I must ask my father to propose marriage to him!"

"What should I do, peerless brother, his sister is so happy! He must be a good husband, a good father..."

(End of this chapter)