The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 168 Master Disciple (5)

After the girl heard this, her light pink lips like cherry blossoms bent, "Then I'll take them over tomorrow, okay?"

The man's eyes were deep, and under the dark night, his eyes were still shining brightly, "Okay, you can take Hei Li with you tomorrow, pack up your things by the way, and bring them with you, so that you don't need to run around in the future."

Feng Qingcheng thought for a while, and then said: "Okay then." A pair of peach blossom eyes sparkled, and a dark color seemed to fly past the bottom of the eyes, which was too fast to see clearly, "Master, do you have any pills that can control people?"

The man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why do you want that thing?"

Feng Qingcheng bypassed Situ Qingshen's question and repeated the last sentence: "Is there any pill that can control people?"

Seeing the girl deliberately bypassing his question, knowing the reason why she didn't want to tell him, there was a moment of sourness in my heart, and it quickly disappeared.

Situ Qing was deeply shocked. His emotions rarely fluctuated, let alone frequently.

But recently, it seemed that his emotions were being led away by Feng Qingcheng.

A faint murderous look flashed in the bottom of his eyes, making his gaze a little sharp.

Feng Qingcheng, who was nestled in Situ Qingshen, stiffened at the same time, and then softened quickly.

Having been a killer for more than 20 years, how could he not be familiar with murderous intent?

You know, as a killer, people in the business of killers seek a chance to live on the verge of life and death every day, and they have to kill one almost every day, no, at least one every day!
Afraid of the black hands behind his companions who are also killers, and the suspicion of the boss in the organization, he lives a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, disguising himself with various masks in order to complete other tasks.

Killers are a kind of pathetic people, their hands are covered with blood, once they enter the job of killers, what awaits them will be eternal.

As a killer, one must be cautious and cautious. Killers are the most sensitive to murderous intent.

You don't need to look or think, it's an intuition you've gotten used to, even if it's very faint, you can still notice it immediately.

This is already a conditioned reflex.

Feng Qingcheng lowered her head, lowered her eyes, her slender curly eyes were trembling slightly, the sparkling peach blossom eyes were full of waves, and her eyes were alienated and dangerous.

Ling lips pursed into a straight line, delicate willow eyebrows frowned for a while, and then loosened.

No one knew how many complicated emotions flashed through the girl's downcast eyes when feeling the murderous look in Situ Qingshen's eyes.

Situ Qingshen didn't know that he instinctively sent out a faint murderous look from the bottom of his eyes, pushing Feng Qingcheng who was a little closer to him thousands of miles away, and classified him as a "dangerous person who can be touched, teased, but not intimated" middle.

If he had known, he would have jumped impatiently.

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Nima, he just found out that his emotions would be affected by Feng Qingcheng. He was shocked at first, and then his body reacted instinctively (referring to the faint murderous look in his eyes), and then he was entangled in his heart for a while whether he was a "pedophile" or not. ", after that, he frankly accepted that he was a "pedophile".

In his opinion, since he has feelings, he should accept it. It is rare to have a person who suits his taste, who can affect his emotions with a few words of teasing, why not take him into his pocket?

Although the other party is still an 11-year-old girl, he doesn't mind!

(End of this chapter)