Luo Qingzhou stiffened and did not dare to move again.

The room suddenly became silent.

The two of them were silent, feeling each other's temperature, smelling each other's breath, and listening to each other's heartbeats, without speaking.

At this moment, Luo Qingzhou's mood was a little complicated.

There are surprises and fears.

After a while.

He asked in a hard voice: "You...weren't you gone?"

There was silence for a while, and then a cold voice came: "I'm leaving, but the more I thought about it on the way, the more angry I became. You took advantage of me, but I want to run away in embarrassment, why?"

Luo Qingzhou opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Apologize."

The voice under the quilt was still cold and domineering.

Luo Qingzhou whispered: "I'm sorry..."

"Why do you say sorry?"

She asked again coldly.

Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "I shouldn't have deceived you or teased you. It's all my fault anyway."

There was silence under the quilt for a moment, and he said: "Since you were wrong, tell me, how can you compensate me?"

Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked at her and said, "What kind of compensation does the princess want?"

She hid under the quilt and couldn't see the expression on her face, and said coldly: "You can make up your own mind. If I'm not satisfied..."

At this point, her hands suddenly tightened.

Luo Qingzhou's body trembled, and his blood surged rapidly.

He struggled internally, and suddenly his heart suddenly turned upside down. He turned around, lifted up the quilt, got in, and immediately pressed on her.

Under the dark quilt, he could see her charming eyes and her delicate and resentful face.

She bit her lip lightly, looked at him with watery eyes, and lay motionless under him, without struggling or speaking, just looking at him quietly.

The two looked at each other, their heartbeats became faster and faster, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

Luo Qingzhou raised his hand, tremblingly caressed her delicate and beautiful face, gently tucked the hair on her temples behind her ears, and said softly: "Princess, if you act like this, I will really turn into a beast.

of."

Nangong Meijiao looked at him with trembling eyes, then let go of her hand, gently hugged his neck, and said: "It doesn't matter, I just like to see you turn into a beast."

"But……"

"Don't be afraid, I won't let you take responsibility."

"Princess Princess..."

"Call me Meijiao."

"Beautiful pride..."

"Um."

"Beautiful pride..."

"Um."

"Beautiful sister..."

"Brother Feiyang..."

"Beautiful sister..."

"Are you coming or not?"

"oh."

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her on the mouth.

Nangong Meijiao slowly closed her eyes, and her body trembled nervously.

Luo Qingzhou kissed and stroked her delicate face.

After a moment, he suddenly turned over and said, "Okay, sister Meijiao, I'm done."

Nangong Meijiao opened her eyes: "???"

"Whoosh!"

"Snapped!"

Luo Qingzhou grabbed her sneak attack hand, held it tightly, and said solemnly: "Princess, we can't, at least we shouldn't, here."

Nangong Meijiao's cheeks were red, her chest was heaving, she glared at him and said, "I'm going to kill you!"

Luo Qingzhou grabbed her two beautiful hands, picked them up, put them to his mouth, kissed them, and said: "Princess, don't be angry, it's your first time, you can't be so hasty. Although I am a scumbag, but for the county

Lord, I can't be so irresponsible. The princess has saved me, helped me, and treated me wholeheartedly. I really can't treat the princess like this."

Nangong Meijiao stared at him for a while, then suddenly raised her head and bit the back of his hand.

Luo Qingzhou didn't struggle or beg for mercy, he looked at her quietly.

Nangong Meijiao bit hard for a while, looked into his eyes, hesitated, and slowly let go of her teeth.

Luo Qingzhou's hand felt stabbing pain, and blood overflowed from it.

He still said softly: "Princess, if you want to be angry, I can bite your feet."

Nangong Meijiao stared at him and said no more.

Luo Qingzhou still held her hands tightly and coaxed her: "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow. When I go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose the exercises, I can go down the mountain. Then... hiss..."

He suddenly stiffened and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

Nangong Meijiao looked at him coldly and said, "Do you think I only have hands?"

After a pause, he suddenly stared at him suspiciously and said, "You didn't grab my hand on purpose and forced me to use your favorite place, did you?"

Without waiting for Luo Qingzhou's "quibble", she immediately cursed: "Despicable!"

One night passed quietly.

When the sky is dark.

Nangong Meijiao got out of bed and walked to the window. She turned around and said, "I left the socks for you. I wish you good luck today and can choose the most suitable exercise for you. I told you that I won't let you take responsibility.

, but don’t worry, I will be responsible for you.”

After saying that, he opened the window and jumped out.

Like a little thief who comes to pick flowers at night, he sneaks away contentedly before dawn.

Luo Qingzhou was lying on the bed, his eyes empty and his expression vague.

After a while.

He climbed out of bed, quietly went to the well in the courtyard, took a shower and clothes, and changed into clean clothes, ready to face the rising sun and a brand new day.

Today will be the moment when he truly becomes a direct disciple, and he is also the direct disciple of the leader of the Lingxiao Sect. He will be the center of attention and shine brightly!

However, the result seemed to be different from what he expected.

After dawn.

He was taken to the main hall by an inner disciple.

In the main hall, there were still the same few people as yesterday.

Zixia Fairy, the leader of Lingxiao Sect, dressed in red, Linghu Qingzhu, the leader of Jianfeng Peak, dressed in green, and other peak leaders.

Most of the elders and disciples did not come to watch.

There was no one watching in the corridor outside the main hall or in the open space outside.

It looked extremely deserted.

Luo Qingzhou was confused, and after entering the main hall, he bowed respectfully.

A female disciple brought tea, handed it to him, and said softly: "Senior Brother Chu, go serve tea to the sect leader and perform the apprenticeship ceremony."

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to ask any more questions. He picked up the tea cup, walked up the steps, came to the woman in the red dress, bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "Master, please drink tea."

With that said, he bowed three times.

Fairy Zixia glanced at him, took the tea cup, took a sip, and said warmly: "Feiyang, from today on, you are my personal disciple. But you can't tell others about this for the time being. Because I have never accepted it.

Disciple, and you are just starting out, I am afraid of causing unnecessary trouble inside and outside the door. If others ask, just say that you are the direct disciple of Jianfeng Linghu Qingzhu, do you understand?"

Luo Qingzhou thought to himself: I see, this is because he is afraid that other disciples in the sect will not be convinced.

There are so many outstanding inner disciples who have worked so hard to become a direct disciple. As a result, he immediately became a direct disciple as soon as he entered the sect, and he is also the direct disciple of the sect master. Who can be convinced?
To be continued...