She nipped the words gently, and said word by word.

"Stay at Qingyun Peak..."

Yun Zheng knew that was the case.

He thought lightly, Qingyun Peak is very big, if she must live on it, she will open up another cave for her.

How could Fenghua not have imagined what Yun Zheng wanted?

She spoke and blocked Yun Zheng's retreat plan to cleanly: "Living in Qingyun Cave Palace, live with Master."

Yun Zheng: "..."

The first time, I don't know what to say.

Fenghua raised his delicate jaw, narrowed his beautiful eyes and asked, "Master, should you, or should you, do you, do you?"

Yun Zheng had no choice but to agree, and listened carefully and felt a little helpless in his tone: "...Okay."

"Thank you, Master."

Fenghua smiled and raised her head to kiss Yun Zheng’s chin.

Once upon a time, she had tried every means to use Yun Zheng's kiss to become a normal person.

However, since Fenghua was not in a hurry since he got the promise that Yun Zheng could kiss and hug him.

She deliberately suppressed herself and prevented herself from growing up.

The appearance of a child is always easy for people to take off their guards, and it is much easier to do anything.

For example, if she had become a young woman, Yun Zheng would never agree with her second wish so.

Yun Zheng was stunned.

Fenghua has already retreated.

...

night.

Fenghua got on the thousand-year-old ice bed.

She also wanted to pull Yun Zheng together: "Come on, Master, let's sleep together."

Yun Zheng refused and said, "No need, you sleep by yourself, just meditate by your teacher."

Cultivators no longer need to sleep. Meditation and meditation are far more meaningful than sleeping by wasting time.

However, his little disciple, holding the quilt, looked at him with his eyes flashing, and gently biting his pink lips as peachy, saying, "Without Master, I can't sleep alone."

Yun Zheng was unable to say the words, "Since you can't sleep, then get up and meditate and practice."

He sighed softly.

Yun Zheng seemed to have no idea that since he had this little disciple, he seemed to sigh more and more helplessly.

He is getting closer to a person's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, rather than the immortal master who was tall in the clouds without sorrow or joy.

Yun Zheng's white clothes fell like flowing clouds, walked over gracefully, lifted the quilt and moved Fenghua inside, and then lay down.

"Go to sleep." Yun Zheng said.

Fenghua was stunned by Yun Zheng's series of movements like flowing water. After reacting, he replied: "Oh, okay."

She closed her eyes.

Yun Zheng curled the corner of his lower lip lightly.

The light in the cave was too bright. With the white sleeves, the illuminated moonstone seemed to be covered with a layer of light gauze, and the light became dark.

Then, Yun Zheng closed his eyes.

The slender and dense feather eyelashes drooped gently, and the fan-shaped silhouette was as beautiful as a picture.

Yun Zheng has not been like this for a long time before he closed his eyes and lay on the bed to rest.

He thought he wouldn't sleep, but he soon fell asleep.

midnight.

Yun Zheng woke up.

Because his little disciple was restless in sleep.

I don’t know when I climbed onto him, my tender and delicate cheeks pressed against his chest, and my two slender white legs under my pink dress were like human pillows... and I clamped them in my arms.

Those hands were also restless.
Chapter completed!