Master, there’s something wrong with the way she looks at me.

"Master, you...... Didn't you say you were going to help me thump my legs?"

Looking at Ning Qingxue who was lying on his bed, a trace of consternation flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

"You lie on the ground, and the teacher uses spiritual power to control the small hammer to hammer you.

Ning Qingxue took out a small hammer from the storage ring and said softly.

Ling Qingchen:

"......" this ...... Isn't it beating with your own hands?

Master's routine is too deep!

"Master, it's cold on the ground."

Lying on the ground, I am afraid that I will catch a cold.

If you catch a cold and catch a wind chill and affect the state of tomorrow's game, it will not be good.

Ling Qingchen said with a serious face.

Ning Qingxue: "!!, this

damn rebel shouldn't be trying to ......

it." So how should you behave by waiting, so that it will seem more natural

? Do you want to refuse or welcome? or do you want to push and half push?

This ...... Why don't

you go along with it......?" Then you...... Where do you want to lie down?" Ning

Qingxue asked with a slightly red face, her eyes dodging, and she asked a little embarrassed.

"Lie back in a rocking chair.

Ling Qingchen pointed to the self-made rocking chair next to him and said softly.

Ning Qingxue: "......

" "Lie down to death, you have to die."

Ning Qingxue glanced at Ling Qingchen with a hint of resentment and said.

Ling Qingchen: "???

own master, how did he become moody recently?"

"Lie down, the teacher is about to start."

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with a resentful expression and said.

"Oh, oh, yes, lie down.

Ling Qingchen nodded.

"Whew......"

As soon as Ling Qingchen lay his body flat, he felt as if his calf had been hit hard.

"Master...... You're ...... This is too strong!

Can you not use it so hard? Disciple, I can't stand it!" Ling

Qingchen's lips trembled slightly, and he endured the sharp pain from his calf, and said.

"I'm sorry, it's the first time I've helped someone beat my legs.

I don't have much experience!" Ning

Qingxue chuckled a few times and said.

Ling Qingchen: "...... woo woo, she has so much strength! I can't resist at all!"

"Woo ......"

Ling Qingchen

didn't slow down before he felt like he had been hit the other side of his calf.

It felt like being hit by something heavy.

It's very sour.

"Master...... You've got so much strength!

...... The apprentice couldn't bear it.

I still don't bother to respect you.

In vain...... Let's beat it yourself, beat it yourself!" Seeing

Ning Qingxue controlling the small hammer, she was about to smash it down again.

Ling Qingchen hurriedly retracted his legs and spoke.

Ning Qingxue: "......"

"This...... Cough.

As a teacher, you may be used to fighting with others.

This strength, for a while, is still a little uncontrollable.

In this way, you can go to bed and press it for you with your hand, how about it?"

Ning Qingxue coughed lightly with some embarrassment.

Ling Qingchen: "...... "

You won't crush my bones later, right

......?" You're going to tap

it! It's too strong, you can't stand it!

This is the first time for you!" Ling

Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Ning Qingxue: "......"

Look at what you said, as if I was going to do something to you.

"Rest assured.

As a teacher, I will definitely take pity on Xiaochen.

Come on!"

Ning Qingxue patted Ling Qingchen's bed and said softly.

"Is this strength okay?" Ning

Qingxue put Ling Qingchen's calf on her thigh, gently kneading it and asking.

"Well, yes, it's very elastic......"

Feeling the soft elasticity coming from Ning Qingxue's thighs, Ling Qingchen nodded with a look of enjoyment.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

"What is very flexible?"

Ning Qingxue's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion.

Ling Qingchen: "......

"Oops! I was so selfless that I accidentally said what was in my heart!"

"The calves, the disciples are talking about the calves of the disciples, which are very elastic.

Ling Qingchen hurriedly opened his mouth to make up for it.

Ning Qingxue: "......" "Narcissism!" Ning

Qingxue

glanced at Ling Qingchen coquettishly.

"Xiaochen, what are we going to eat tonight?" Ning

Qingxue asked while helping Ling Qingchen knead his legs.

Ling Qingchen: "......"

wants to fool me into cooking again!

"Master,

don't we cultivators don't need to eat?"

Ling Qingchen asked pretending not to know.

Ning Qingxue: "......

" "We don't need it

! But your junior sister wants it! Your junior sister is

still in a low realm."

There's no way to be like us, without eating.

Ning Qingxue said softly.

"Senior sister wants to eat?

Senior sister is now the time to grow her body, and she should eat something good to replenish her body.

Then I'll go to the back mountain later, grab a few chickens and stew, boil a few bowls of soup, and make up for my junior sister!"

Ling Qingchen touched his chin and nodded approvingly.

Ning Qingxue: "......

"If I asked you to cook, I told me that I didn't need to eat? If you

want to cook for my junior sister, I will go to the back mountain to catch a few chickens to make up for my junior sister's body?

Thinking of

this, the strength in Ning Qingxue's hand suddenly increased a lot.

"Whew...... Master ...... Light...... Tap!

" "Hiss...... Master ...... Hurt...... It hurts so much...... "

Master...... No...... No more...... It's really not going to work!".