J-god appeared and slapped Lu Wantang in the face.

When she got home, Fu Ting sat on the sofa and stared at the man who was trying to please her with a faint gaze.

The girl supported her chin with one hand and looked straight into Cen Juan's eyes. She imitated the tone Lu Wantang used to call him." Master.""

Cen Juan's eyelids twitched violently as he had a bad feeling.

Fu Ting laughed leisurely." She called me that so sweetly. I can't imitate it.""

Cen Juan's scalp went numb. He tried to clarify himself again." Listen, don't misunderstand. I really don't know her.""

Fu Ting answered her own question." You even praised her for doing her homework well."

After two seconds, she smiled casually." Wow, young and handsome genius professor X gentle and elegant beautiful female student. Thank you for providing me with the theme for my next novel."

Cen Juan's eyes dimmed." Listen, don't spout nonsense."