The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 189 Master Disciple (27)

He murmured and repeated Feng Qingcheng's words, and after repeating it dozens of times, he stopped with unsatisfied intentions. At that moment, in those dark eagle eyes, an indescribable brilliance bloomed, which made people amazed.
He raised his eyes and looked deeply at the door, with a slight smile on his lips.

After Yi Renlei left Feng Qingcheng, she focused on Hei Li, saw the warm smile on his lips, turned her eyes inexplicably, and bowed her head in silence.

Yi Renxiao is also the same as Hei Li, since Feng Qingcheng went out, she looked at the door deeply, and naturally missed the smile on Hei Li's lips and Yi Renlei's small movements.

One room, three people, two girls with the same face but different eye colors, and a man with a very handsome face but a very cute expression.

——Everyone has something to think about.
Madam Su's room is close to the kitchen, in the southwest corner of Luo Mansion, not too far from the room where Yi Renxiao and Yi Renlei lived.

Feng Qingcheng followed the memory in her mind, and soon came to Madam Su's house.

Her footsteps were very light, and when she was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, she seemed to have thought of something, her fingers froze for a moment, and she pricked up her ears to listen for any movement in the room.

Because Feng Qingcheng didn't make a sound, all around her was a piece of tranquility. She deliberately relaxed her breathing, which would amplify her sense of hearing many times.

The first thing I heard was the sound of steady footsteps.
The girl standing outside the door couldn't help frowning.

Then, the footsteps stopped, and then I heard someone sitting on a chair, and the chair was too old to "squeak"
After the "squeak" sound gradually disappeared, the sound of the collision of porcelain and the sound of water pouring out
Feng Qingcheng's expression was normal, and she didn't plan to knock on the door yet.

She concentrated her mental energy to the highest level, and listened carefully to the sounds coming from the room.

The room was silent for a while, and then there was the sound of porcelain hitting the wooden table
This time Feng Qingcheng was about to knock on the door, she raised her hand, curled her index finger and middle finger together, and knocked on the door a few times very rhythmically.

Putting down your hands, you can hear the sound of friction between the chair and the floor. Just as the sound of friction disappeared, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the room.

Feng Qingcheng took a step back, her eyes fixed on the door.

The hurried footsteps stopped, and then, with a "squeak", the door was opened a crack.

Su Momo glanced around the door with her triangular eyes, but she didn't see anyone, her eyes were a little strange, she was about to close the door, but she heard a mild coughing sound from nowhere.

Following the voice, she moved her eyes down, and finally saw Feng Qingcheng who only reached her thigh, and Mammy Su's old face was a little embarrassed.

Grandma Su is embarrassing, Feng Qingcheng is even more embarrassing, but she is embarrassing in her heart, her face is still calm.

Whoever it is, I am a real person, but because I am short, I am ignored by others. How can this kind of feeling not be embarrassing.

Once again, he mercilessly disliked his height, then raised his head and looked at Su Momo's wrinkled face.

And Madam Su just saw a little girl who only reached her own thigh,
(End of this chapter)