These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

The teacher giving the lecture on stage today is not some old, senile scholar, but a truly mature and beautiful woman.

She is just different from the fairy in everyone's mind.

She was somewhat unkempt, her hair was a bit messy, and even though she used a hairpin to hold it in place, it still looked like it was just casually put in; the messy parts were still messy, and the strands that were supposed to hang down were still hanging down.

His phoenix eyes, however, looked languid and sleepy, as if he hadn't even woken up properly.

However, none of this could conceal her exquisite appearance; instead, her languidness became a part of her charm.

Especially the strapless long dress could barely contain her...snowy, fragrant breasts that were almost bursting out.

The very charming woman is Mu Xitong, who teaches pharmacology.

Wei Tu quickly remembered the woman. She was not an elder from any mountain in the Yuanjian Sect, but an elder who spent all her time in the Medicine King Pavilion of the Yuanjian Sect, responsible for managing the pills and medicines in the sect.

Although she was young, she was single-minded and indifferent to other matters, so she had a very high say in this field. In Wei Tu's memory, this woman was not interested in anything that happened in Yuanjian Sect, and later it seemed that he did not know anything about her. She should have spent her life in the Medicine King Pavilion.

Mu Xitong's lectures were not interesting; they were conventional and unoriginal, and sounded like she was just going through the motions.

Fortunately, the person is extremely good-looking and pleasing to the eye.

So time didn't pass too slowly, but Wei Tu was completely absorbed in listening.

From a pharmacological perspective... it might be helpful in understanding Lu Qingyan's situation.

So when Mu Xitong packed up her things and said, right on time, "get out of class dismissed."

As I slowly walked out, yawning.

Wei Tu almost immediately stood up and followed him out.

Even after he stepped outside, the chair remained perfectly intact.

Qin Shuangshuang, who had been paying close attention to Wei Tu, stood up in disbelief.

"This is impossible..."

How could that be? The chair shouldn't be like that... How could he!

Qin Shuangshuang felt that someone was in trouble, but she wasn't sure who it was.

She immediately sat down in the chair.

then……

"what……!"

The sounds of men and horses falling over came from above.

In a panic, Qin Shuangshuang instinctively reached out to brace herself against the ground.

She only remembered when she managed to steady herself.

The ground has been smeared with a powder that makes skin itchy and irresistible to scratch!

It needs to be wiped off right away!!

She remembered there was a damp cloth on the table and immediately reached for it, frantically trying to wipe off all the powder before her palms started to itch.

Then she saw her palms getting redder and redder.

This...this is prepared chili oil!!

"pain……!!"

Then everyone could see the girl, her hands swollen and red like pig's trotters, waving her hands and crying and wailing as she rushed towards the door...

As Qin Shuangshuang rushed out the door, she saw Wei Tu, who had a gentle smile, standing with Mu Xitong, who had not completely left.

Qin Shuangshuang suppressed her sobs and hurriedly ran over, only to hear that hateful voice of the boy...

"Elder Mu...do you like braised pig's trotters?"

Wei Tu, you just wait! This isn't over!

10 Her little temper

"Braised pig's trotters...? That sounds delicious."

The moment Mu Xitong was stopped, she had already yawned three times in front of the exceptionally handsome young man.

She displayed her graceful yet alluring figure to the fullest.

Mu Xitong opened her eyes with some curiosity and looked at the boy in front of her.

Her curiosity wasn't simply because the other person was good-looking; rather, she was used to the way the other disciples looked at her, yet someone still came up to her like a fool and asked a question...

Hmm... what's this taste?

She smelled a strange fragrance emanating from the other person.

It's just a taste... but it feels so warm.

Hmm... sniff...

"Not bad. If Elder Mu would like some, I can send some over in the future."

Wei Tu saw that the other person squinted and thought that he was sleepy again.

Mu Xitong opened her beautiful, watery eyes, as if she had never woken up.

Why are you being so attentive...?

I'm not stupid. What kind of behavior is it for a male disciple to send me pig's trotters every day?

What does it smell like...? It smells so good...

Sniff...

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Xitong took another step closer, as if she were putting pressure on the other party to make her tell the truth.

Her veins, which were chilled to the bone, seemed to find a warmth that melted away the ice and snow because of this taste...

Wei Tu paused for a moment, looking at the other person's listless appearance, but his words were unusually insightful.

He gave an innocent smile.

"It is only right to be attentive. Elder Mu is not only a senior in the sect, but also a peerless beauty. It is not excessive to be attentive to her in any way."

"That's true... Are there any other reasons?"

He accepted the compliments without hesitation.

"I would like to ask Elder Mu for some knowledge on pharmacology."

Wei Tu decided to speak directly.

Mu Xitong lazily opened her eyes and nodded.

Just as Wei Tu was about to speak, she said, "I'm a little sleepy... I'll go back first."

Wei Tu was not given a chance to speak.

The woman's delicate nose twitched slightly as she turned around.

Hmm... it smells like sun-dried orange peel.

But why is it so warm?

Wei Tu watched as Mu Xitong actually turned her graceful figure around and asked with some helplessness.

"When would be a suitable time for me to visit Elder Mu?"

"Just bring pig's trotters... any time is fine."

The woman walked further and further away, and it seemed that you could still hear her yawning.

The fading morning light, every drop of dew evaporating in the sunlight, and the tips of hair dancing slightly in the forest.

Wei Tu couldn't help but chuckle. This woman... she may be a bit absent-minded, but she doesn't lack any manners... wait, whatever the time... what about midnight?

Is it because they are naturally trusting or because they simply don't respect themselves?

Wei Tu made up his mind to turn back.

"Senior brother~"

Wei Tu was on his way to the sect's exchange office when he was stopped by a sweet, soft voice.

The boy turned around and saw the pretty girl with her hands behind her back, skipping over him with a few small steps.

Like a little rabbit.

The rabbit, however, did not have the girl's delicate figure, especially when her hands were behind her back, her chest appeared even more ample.

He trembled until she jumped right in front of him before he stopped slightly.

Such a realistic feint.

"Finished your training?"

Wei Tu smiled and looked at Su Mi.

The girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, like the rosy glow before the sunrise, gentle and ambiguous, possessing a vitality and tenderness that could give hope to all things.

"Hmm~ I knew my senior brother would be coming to the academy to practice today, so I came right away~"

"Then they didn't take a bath. No wonder I smelled a sour smell."

"I've already taken a shower!!"

The girl blushed and persisted.

The boy feigned confusion, "How could that be? Senior brother's nose wouldn't be wrong."

"You must be mistaken, senior brother. Smell it yourself!"

Su Mi stretched out her fair wrist, right in front of Wei Tu's nose.

Wei Tu looked at the slender, fair wrist, lowered his head slightly, and kissed it instead of smelling it.

The girl, whose cheeks were originally rosy, instantly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, her face turning as red as a peach blossom.

She stammered, "Why is Senior Brother like this..."