Big Sister said that nothing could go wrong with the plane, or it would cause irreparable effects. So she had to be straightforward and not sloppy; knowledge had to be at her fingertips, and she could understand everything.
Shen Ying worked hard for more than ten years, and finally did it. She completed all of Big Sister's training, and could deal with any plane crisis calmly. After a long period of training alone, she learned everything, but … she forgot how to get along with others.
Big Sister said that she had to be as cold and heartless as the winter, but what if the other party was not an intruder?
What … what to do?
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No, don't panic, she was a plane assistant! Although she didn't know how to do it, she could learn. And the only reference beside her …
As long as she was like Big Sister, it should be fine, yes, absolutely fine!
So, when Shen Ying came back to her senses, she realized that her soft and cute sister seemed to have suddenly become cold, the kind that could not be turned back.
"Master?" Suddenly there were a few knocks on the door, startling a certain person who was drawing circles in the corner.
Shen Ying stiffened, and returned to the chair in the room like lightning, her expression instantly turned on the fridge mode, cold as snow. As if the panic, grievance and helplessness just now were just an illusion.
"Come in."
Yi Qing then pushed the door open and entered, glancing at a certain person sitting at the table with her back straight, his eyes like water, "Master, this is Xuan Bud Brew, it helps you sleep. In the past, you would drink a cup before sleeping, I was afraid that you would not be able to sleep, so I sent it over. "
Shen Ying glanced at the cup in his hand, and instantly thought of the table full of dishes, her heart moved. Specially sent over? What a good disciple, but … what should she say?
Should she say thank you? But she had already said it before, so …
"You still have something else?" she asked coldly.
"Yes, there is one more thing …" Yi Qing did not care about her especially cold expression, he stepped forward and was about to speak, but saw Shen Ying's black claw on the table. "Why is Master's hand dirty?"
Shen Ying stiffened, and for a moment, cold air began to emit out. She must not let him find out that she had just dirtied it by drawing circles!
Yi Qing turned around and sat down. He took her hand and took out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped it. "Master, did you forget that I put a Dust Removal Talisman in your storage bag? If you think it's inconvenient, why don't I refine a Dust Removing Pearl and bring it along? "
Shen Ying did not answer. She was completely stunned. She stared blankly at the person who was wiping her hand. She suddenly felt as if her palm was on fire, burning up.
Are all disciples … like this?
"It's done." Yi Qing wiped his little black claws back to his little white claws. He then let go of her hand and looked up.
Shen Ying panicked when she accidentally met his gaze. She clenched her burning palms. What should she say?
"If there's nothing else, you can leave now!" o (_ _) o Something's not right?
Yi Qing, who had been chased away for the umpteenth time, felt suffocated. He glanced at the person in front of him and sighed before saying, "There's one more thing that I wanted to mention to Master previously."
"Speak."
"Master, can you …" He suddenly leaned forward and scanned her from head to toe. With a serious expression, he said, "Take off your clothes."
"…"
Huh?
(⊙_⊙)
Take … take off my clothes? Now … now!
A bunch of mosaics flashed across her mind. She vaguely felt a rumbling sound, as if something had exploded. Her face burned with a strange heat that she had never felt before.
What disciple … So scary!
W (́ Д ́) w
"Master's figure has changed now. This Dharma robe is a little too long." Yi Qing tugged at her long sleeves and continued to explain, "I want to add an array on the Dharma robe so that it can shrink and shrink according to Master's figure."
Huh?
"Just changing the clothes?" Shen Ying was stunned.
"Master, do you think there's anything wrong with that?" Yi Qing asked in return.
"No!" Shen Ying immediately shook her head. She heaved a huge sigh of relief in her heart, but her expression did not change. She stood up immediately. As she tugged at her belt, she said, "I'll take it off for you now. Take it, take it."
"Master!" Yi Qing was shocked. It was only then that he realized what she wanted to do. His face turned red and he hurriedly pressed down on her hand. "Not now! Tomorrow … you can give it to me tomorrow morning. "
"Oh." Only then did Shen Ying stop.
Yi Qing turned his head and took out a new set of Dharma robe and handed it over. His face was so red that it was dripping blood. "This is a replacement. Master can change into it … tomorrow!" He did not even dare to look at her. When he looked down, he saw the belt around her waist that was about to be loosened. He subconsciously reached for it and was just about to put it back on for her.
But the door was pushed open with a bang. Lonemoon suddenly rushed in.
Yi Qing was shocked. He was already nervous. His hands trembled. The hand that was originally going to put on the belt pulled down instead. In an instant, the whole belt was pulled down. Without the restraint of the belt, the supreme-grade Dharma robe immediately showed its supreme-grade softness. It directly slid down Shen Ying's body …
"Shen Ying, the dandelion that Radish gave you, you'd better …" Lonemoon suddenly paused. He looked at Shen Ying, then looked at Chef who was still holding the belt. Instantly, he understood something. He covered his eyes. "I didn't see anything. You guys continue … continue …"
Shen Ying: "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
Lonemoon left very decisively. Aiya, his daughter has grown up!
Wait a minute …
The current Shen Ying seemed to be … only fifteen years old?!
The hand that was just about to close the door paused. He pushed it open again. "Chef, you beast! She's only fifteen … "
Before he finished speaking, Chef suddenly seemed to come back to his senses. He directly stuffed the clothes in his other hand to Shen Ying and spoke at a speed that he had never spoken before.
"Master, it's already late. The night wind is strong. You should rest early."
"Master, there are new blankets in the cabinet. Your body has not recovered and you've always been afraid of the cold. You'd better be more careful."
"Master, you can't eat too many of the purple immortal fruits on the table. I'll change some pastries for you. If you're hungry at night, you can eat them first."
"Master, I'll come again tomorrow to get the Dharma robe …"
He gave a series of instructions, explaining everything in detail. When he was done, he directly turned and walked out. On the way, he also dragged Father Niu, who was at the side and could not get a word in.
His footsteps were so fast as if there was something chasing behind him. He walked all the way out of the rear hall before stopping.
"Chef, you're … Huh? Why is your nose bleeding? "
Lonemoon turned and saw two tubes of bright red flowing down from under Yi Qing's nose. Was there a need for this? Shen Ying only took off her outer clothes just now, right? There were still a few pieces of clothes inside!
"Wait, what are you doing? Holy shit … Don't faint, I don't want to carry you! "
Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him swayed and had already fallen head first. Her hand was still tightly holding onto a pink belt.
Lonemoon: "…" Son of a b * tch!
***
Inside the house, Shen Ying frowned. What a strange disciple …
She put down the new clothes in her hands and took off two more. She turned and climbed onto the bed. She buried herself in the blankets. Sleep!
Fifteen minutes later …
She lifted the corner of the blanket and looked at the drink on the table. A trace of hesitation flashed across her face. After a while, she climbed up again. She held the cup with both hands and took a sip. The next moment, her eyes widened.
So … so good!
(⊙o⊙)
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