Be My Apprentice

"I don't know why Daoist Fei is here?" Wu Daozi asked Fei Hong to sit down and smiled.

"Oh, nothing. I've encountered a bottleneck, and I feel bored. As a refiner, I want to find a place where I can refine. Then I came to your place." As Fei Hong was talking, Lin Xiaoyu poured tea for him with his mouth opened, he couldn't help but raised his head to look at the young girl.

When Lin Xiaoyu saw Fei Hong looking at herself, she frowned, and the teapot in her hand trembled slightly, just as a few drops of hot tea fell on Fei Hong's hand!

Fei Hong was in a slight pain, but he was embarrassed to scream. His hands stopped there, and he was hot red in an instant, and his face was flushed!

Seeing Fei Hong's embarrassment, Lin Xiaoyu couldn't help but laughed "pouch", raised her chin towards Fei Hong, and walked out with the teapot.