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

"Master, have you been taken away?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Ning Qingxue tentatively and asked.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

"Then the teacher said something secret to come out and prove his identity?"

Ning Qingxue stretched out her finger and gently knocked on the stone table and asked.

Ling Qingchen:

"......" "This...... It's not impossible.

Master, tell me about it.

Ling Qingchen thought for a moment before nodding lightly.

"There's a birthmark on the right side of your butt.

When I was ten years old, I urinated once in bed.

There is a ...... on your cow "

"Eh, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay!

You don't need to say any more, you don't need to go any further!

The disciples know that it's you, they know it's you, and you haven't been taken away. Hearing

that Ning Qingxue was more and more outrageous, Ling Qingchen hurriedly interrupted.

If Ning Qingxue is allowed to continue to talk about this, I am afraid that her last little secret will be exposed.

"There is another one, when you were fifteen years old, you once took a bath, and you hit ......

" "Shhh

Besides, it's over!"

Ling Qingchenjun blushed, and quickly put his finger to his mouth and shushed urgently.

My own master, why do

you say everything? Didn't you say that you want to keep it a secret for yourself forever?

After all, you still paid it by mistake!"

"Now I believe that the teacher has not been taken away, right?"

Ning Qingxue asked with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ling Qingchen: "......

" "I believe it."

Master, quickly cast a forgetting spell on yourself.

Erase all the things you just said and forget them!

Ling Qingchen hurriedly nodded and spoke.

Ning Qingxue: "......

" "Not for the teacher."

As a teacher, you have to remember the day you are reincarnated.

Ning Qingxue shook her head and said.

Ling Qingchen: "......

hasty!"

"Hurry up and answer the question of the teacher."

Otherwise, hmph, as a teacher, tell your junior sister about the things you just did.

Let your sister know what kind of person you are.

Ning Qingxue clasped her hands, squinted her eyes, and threatened.

I almost forgot that in my hand, it had Ling Qingchen's handle.

Sure enough, no matter how much you say, it's far less useful than mastering the handle.

Ling Qingchen: "......" "

Okay, okay, let's answer well, let's answer well."

The girl I liked, she was a hero of the world, and one day, she would step on the seven-colored clouds to marry me.

Ling Qingchen looked at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly showed a look of yearning in his eyes.

Ning Qingxue: "???

the hero of the world

?the seven-colored clouds?

this...... Seven-colored clouds are easy to handle.

But this hero of the world, is it difficult to get it?"

"What else?

besides these, there are no other requirements?"

Ning Qingxue's eyes flashed with a hint of disbelief.

If you don't look at your own apprentice

, you can just be a hero of the world, a seven-colored cloud, and that's it? What if this hero who is stepping on the seven-colored cloud is an extremely ugly ugly girl

? Can he accept

this?" "Ah? It should be gone, right

? Can you make other requests?

Will this standard be too high?"

Ling

Qingchen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Heroes of the world, seven-colored clouds, isn't it enough?"

Xiaochen, the standard you are talking about now is too abstract.

It's hard to understand as a teacher!

It's meticulous, like whether you like long hair or short hair, melon seed face or bun face.

This need for more detail.

Ning Qingxue said softly.

It's hard to define

the standard of a hero in the world! It's still a standard for describing appearance, so it's easy to define.

"Be more detailed?

Well, first of all, she had to have long hair.

I think girls will look better if they have long hair.

Ling Qingchen touched his chin and said softly.

"Long

hair, but my hair, isn't it long?"

Ning Qingxue touched her hair quietly, and a trace of panic flashed in her heart.

"How far is it going to grow?" Ning

Qingxue resisted the urge to lift the table and asked.

"How far has it grown?

at least...... You have to have long hair and waist-length, right?"

Ling Qingchen's mind suddenly came up with a phrase that was very popular on the Internet in his previous life.

When I have long hair up to my waist, will you marry me, young man? Well, I

have to find someone with long hair up to my waist.

"Huh.

Ning Qingxue touched that she had only grown to her chest, and there was a small distance from her waist.

I couldn't help but sneer.

"And what about the eyes?" Ning

Qingxue clenched her fists, but slowly released them, and asked softly again.

Perhaps, it is this rebel who wants to grow his hair a little longer, maybe he can't do it.

I'd better ask more.

"In terms of

eyes, big eyes, small eyes, almost meaningless.

Ling Qingchen touched his chin and said softly.

"Well, I do. Hearing

Ling Qingchen's words, Ning Qingxue nodded quietly.