The light in Zhuo Xinhang's eyes gradually dimmed.

Guan Xiaowan wanted to keep her eyes glued to him, so how could she ignore this unconcealable emotion.

I was still stubborn, wanting to wait for Zhuo Xinhang to speak first and break the ambiguous relationship, but in the end I couldn't bear it anymore.

She followed the held wrist, directly put her whole arm against it, and hugged Zhuo Xinhang's arm, "Master, this time doesn't count. I haven't learned any skills from you. If you don't care about me,

, I will definitely die very miserably."

Zhuo Xinhang's body doubled up subconsciously, trying to break away from such a crooked touch, but he just raised his shoulders and put them down again.

He was reluctant to part with such intimacy, as if the crazy and dark thoughts in his heart were being satisfied.

The slightly invisible arc at the corner of his mouth slowly rose, and before Guan Xiaowan noticed it, he quickly covered it up, "I've known for a long time that you are in trouble, but you are still my apprentice."

His words clearly took over all the burdens.

When Guan Xiaowan looked at Zhuo Xinhang with her clear and clean eyes, she said with deep dependence, "I knew the master was the best to me."

"I am just a disciple like you. No matter how useless I am, it will not be anyone else's turn to bully me." Zhuo Xinhang's eyes fell on Guan Xiaowan casually. His words were obviously very domineering, but Feng Qingyun was shocked by what he said.

It seems to be a normal thing.

Guan Xiaowan began to wonder if there was something wrong with her memory.

A few days ago, the man who refused to take her with him was the man in front of him, right?

Her gaze was too hot, and Zhuo Xinhang felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, "Let's eat first. If you don't eat, you'll be cold."

The tip of Guan Xiaowan's small nose moved, and the sweetness of chicken mixed with lotus leaves rushed in.

She rubbed her belly and looked longingly at the few small oil paper bags in Zhuo Xinhang's hands.

"What delicious food did you buy?" Gu Baiyu saw that the two of them were still standing there hurt after talking for a long time. He sniffed greedily and looked at Zhuo Xinhang uncontrollably.

They were chased by the assassins all the way, and they didn't take a bite for several hours. They didn't feel anything at all just now, but now they could smell the alluring aroma of food, and they couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's not your fault." Zhuo Xinhang glanced at Gu Baiyu with his gloomy and quiet eyes, and then left the room with Guan Xiaowan.

Gu Baiyu was startled and shouted quickly: "No, can you be more careful when you protect me? I will panic if you do this."

Not only the corrupt officials who were dealing with the floods were concerned about his life, but also his brothers were eyeing him.

It was as if he had already stepped into the coffin with one foot, and his life would be over if he didn't even look at it.

"Don't worry, as long as my master is here, your head will be resting safely on your neck." Guan Xiaowan saw that Gu Baiyu, the third prince, was so timid, and covered his lips with one hand to cover his face.

He laughed at his not very polite chuckle.

"Then even if the people don't stay, the food must stay. Could it be that you still want me to go hungry? I'm your employer."

Gu Baiyu has never met people like Guan Xiaowan and Zhuo Xinhang who do not give him face. He wants to uphold his dignity as a prince, but it is obvious that these two people will not give him face.
Chapter completed!