Please, I Really Didn’t Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

Leng Wuyan sat beside her, her right hand tightly clenched by Li Ran.

Feeling the surging heat like a furnace, Yan Hong gradually climbed up her cheeks.

This was their first real skin-to-skin contact.

"Master, you can eat together too." Li Ran cooked with one hand.

Leng Wuyan stammered: "Ben, I'm still holding your hand..."

"what……"

Only then did Li Ran react, and hurriedly let go, "This disciple is reckless!"

"It's okay."

Leng Wuyan turned her head away, feeling a little empty in her heart.

Looking at the embarrassed face of Li Ran, an unprecedented courage suddenly surged up.

She took the initiative to put her slender hand back into his palm and whispered, "I can eat with my left hand..."

"Master?"

Li Ran looked at her blankly.

Leng Wuyan was a little shy, and said angrily: "Why are you staring at me, and you don't have to eat quickly."

"Disciple obey!"

Li Ran saluted with his left hand.

"Pfft~"

The two looked at each other and smiled brightly.

...

While eating, Leng Wuyan said, "Ran'er, there is something I am very curious about..."

"Master, but it's okay to ask."

"You would rather die than confess to me that day. What is it about me that attracts you?"

Leng Wuyan rarely uses "I" instead of "this seat".

She was a little embarrassed, but looked at Li Ran nervously.

In Leng Wuyan's heart, she is indifferent, has an old-fashioned personality, and bears the infamy of being a devil.

It stands to reason that no one in this world likes her.

Li Ran put down his chopsticks, thought for a while, and said firmly, "Face."

"Face??"

Leng Wuyan was stunned.

"Yes," Li Ran said as a matter of course: "Master's face is very good-looking, his face is lined with the sunrise, his lips are broken with jade, and his eyes seem to be like a galaxy. The disciple has never seen such a good-looking person."

Leng Wuyan was said to be a little shy, but she couldn't help but ask: "Apart from this?"

"In addition to beauty, the figure is also a top one. The places where you should be fat are fat, and the places where you should be thin are thin. It's natural."

"Is it just appearance..."

She imagined countless answers, but she never thought it would be so superficial.

I didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

"Red and pink skeletons, white bones and skins, even emperor-level powerhouses can't live forever. This look will dissipate one day. At that time... will you still like me?" Leng Wuyan pondered for a while, and sent out a soul torture.

"Of course." Li Ran did not hesitate.

"Humans are visual creatures, so what attracts me to Master is the appearance. But I have to ask the disciple what he likes most about Master..."

"What do you like?" Leng Wuyan asked.

"The disciple likes the seriousness of the master when he annotates the homework, the quietness of the master when he listens to the music, the tenderness of the master when he eats sugar, and the cuteness of the master when his mouth is tough."

"In the eyes of the disciples, the master is reliable and gentle, sassy and lovely, and is simply a perfect existence!"

Li Ran kept talking.

Although the confession was an accident, these were indeed his sincere words.

"This seat has so many advantages? Cute?"

Leng Wuyan blushed more and more, and finally buried herself under the table.

The heart jumped happily in his chest.

"I know, I know."

Li Ran raised the hand he was holding and said with a smile: "One more thing, Master's hand is really soft."

"Bullshit..."

Leng Wuyan was shy and almost smoking.

"There is one last question. Since you and I have already established a relationship, why do you still call me Master?" she asked in a low voice.

This question has troubled her for a long time.

The two are already lovers, and this title is inevitably a little alien.

Li Ran scratched his head, "After all, it has been called for ten years, and the disciple can't change it for a while... And don't you think that this kind of name is more exciting?"

"..."

Leng Wuyan almost vomited blood.

"Stimulate your sister!"

She wanted to open Li Ran's head to see what was inside.

The dining room was quiet again, and she was absent-mindedly holding the dishes.

Li Ran suddenly broke the silence:

"Yan'er?"

"Ah ah ah?"

Leng Wuyan almost threw the chopsticks out, as if electrocuted.

No one had ever called her that.

So embarrassing!

Li Ran shrugged, "This disciple has already changed, now it's your turn."

"I?"

Leng Wuyan calmed down and said strangely: "Didn't I always call you Ran'er? It's a good name."

"No, you have to change it to..."

Li Ran leaned into her ear and whispered something.

"!!!"

Leng Wuyan was so ashamed and angry that she almost overturned the table.

"No! I can't say it!" She shook her head into a rattle.

"All right."

Li Ran sighed and looked a little regretful.

Leng Wuyan couldn't bear to see this, just wanted to

Say something, suddenly look solemn.

"someone is coming."

"Who's here?" Li Ran was taken aback.