Chapter 345: A whim

I remembered that when he was sewing to save himself, he seemed to have said something like a joke ...
Could it be his usual speaking style?
Just him?
Luo Qingyu's mind was full of thoughts, and he was anxious, and he didn't know what to say.
The Grand Master slowly got up, and his smooth black hair ran down his shoulder like a stream of water. He glanced at her and closed her expression on her face.
The eyes lightened slightly, and stretched a laziness lazily: "What are you nervous about? You are already in this seat, what is it about holding tight?"
Luo Qingyu almost bit his tongue with his shock and opened his eyes, "What? What are you ... yours?"
Did he give himself to Fa-rectification while he was lethargic?
Isn't it? Why don't you feel at all?
Besides, this body is still a little loli, wouldn't he be so tasteless? !!
Children also start? !!
The Grand Master glanced at her, and said slowly: "Don't you say to the prince by the lake that you have hugged you at the lake in Los Angeles, are you the man here?"
Luo Qingyu: "..."
That's what happened!
She breathed a sigh of relief, who was such a big mouth?
Did you tell the great division what happened on that day? !!
Could it be that the cloud is hidden for months?
Is he so busy?
But if not him, who would it be? Was the Great Teacher also on that day? Hidden among the people?
She murmured in her heart, knowing that she would now be turned over by the Great Master, and she would no longer use him as a shield.
She smiled dryly: "Master, I ... I was joking."
"Say a joke?" Da Guoshi replied coolly, a pair of eyes fell on her, and his voice was indistinguishable. "When can this seat be a joke?"
Luo Qingyu's heart jumped, and she smiled again and again: "That—Master, you are Yunxia ’s master, Yunxia is your apprentice, that—that ’s your person ... It ’s not, it ’s not. joke……"
The light in the eyes of the Great Teacher seemed to be a little deep and condensed: "Can this be explained?"
"Yes, yeah. Yun Xia is a master's disciple." Luo Qingyu stepped back without a trace, trying to make his tone natural.
The Great Teacher holds his head with his hands, and his beautiful eyes are rippled like deep ponds in two bays: "Very good."
He only said two words, and sat back in front of Shiji, not knowing where to turn a plum-shaped cup again: "Pouring wine."
He's--recognize her?
Luo Qingyu felt a bit unable to keep up with his beat.
He glanced at him again, but at this moment he had completely restored his calmness, sitting lazily, and seeing Luo Qingyu still, he said again: "What? Wouldn't you like this?"
Luo Qingyu had to step forward and said, "What's the matter? The disciple is pouring wine for Master." He went forward and poured another glass of wine for him.
The Great Teacher had a refreshing drink, one glass after another, and the wine was dry.
He had an unusually smooth drinking movement, and his wide robes and large sleeves were slightly raised in the wind. "" "" "" "" "" "" "