In her words, since she had become my disciple, she should properly learn my strongest spear technique.
Just like that, Ye Qing gloriously changed from a Saber to a Spearman, and occasionally became a Caster.
It could be said that it was really a busy life.
Ye Qing sighed silently and rubbed his aching eyes. He put down the book in his hand, turned off the light, and walked out of the room.
That's right, it was already midnight, but Ye Qing had just been studying magic in Skaha's study room.
After all, this was a field that Ye Qing had never come into contact with before, so for a moment, he was a little fascinated.
However, only after that did he realize that it was a trap.
This was because theoretical knowledge was too annoying. However, before he learned those things, Skaha wouldn't let him use magic.
This was also the reason why Ye Qing was obsessed with studying all day long and could not extricate himself.
Sigh!
Sighing helplessly, Ye Qing slowly walked towards Sika's room.
That's right, you didn't see wrongly. It's Skaha's room.
Ye Qing walked to the door and subconsciously swallowed. Then, he carefully pushed the door open.
"Why are you back so late?"
In the brightly lit room, Sikaha was sitting on a chair beside the tea table, reading a book in his hand and asking without raising his head.
Her exquisite side profile looked particularly charming under the light on the table.
However, Ye Qing was not in the mood to appreciate his master's beauty. Instead, he spoke nervously.
"Yo, yo, M-Master Craftsman, it's so late. Why aren't you asleep yet?”
"The pillow hasn't come back yet. I can't sleep for a while.”
Sikaha put down the book in his hand and stretched. His graceful curves were fully revealed, causing Ye Qing to be in a daze.
But soon, his face turned pale.
"M-Master Craftsman, can't we sleep separately tonight?”
"Oh! As a disciple, he wanted to go against his master's orders?”
A dangerous glint flashed across Sika's eyes as he looked at Ye Qing with a mocking expression.
"No, haha, Shijiang, I didn't say anything just now. Please let me be your pillow tonight. It's my honor!”
Facing Sika's dangerous gaze, Ye Qing immediately cowered.
"Yes, that's right!"
Sika nodded in satisfaction, completely unaware of the pain in Ye Qing's heart.
Actually, it should have been a very blissful thing to become Shijiang's pillow.
At least that was what Ye Qing thought before.
Thus, Shijiang saw that she still had a small figure and was easy to carry in her arms. She suggested that Ye Qing sleep with her.
Of course, Ye Qing was righteous and agreed!
Then, that night, Ye Qing was filled with anticipation and anxiety.
She was already lying on the bed obediently, waiting for Shijiang to arrive.
Soon, he felt a warm touch on his back.
Even though Ye Qing was only a thirteen-year-old teenager, he was actually a sixteen-year-old teenager in his heart.
Facing such a scene, he was somewhat shaken.
As a result, Ye Qing, who wanted to secretly take advantage of her, was just about to make a move when a "gentle" voice sounded in his ear.
"If you dare to move, I'll kill you ~ Oh! My dear ~ disciple!"
Feeling the breath coming from his ear, Ye Qing didn't feel his heart beat faster. Instead, he almost stopped.
Knowing how powerful his master was, Ye Qing had no choice but to settle down.
At the very least, she could be held in his arms. No matter what, she had earned it!
With this thought, Ye Qing fell asleep peacefully.
Then, the most painful thing happened.
He did not expect his neck to be almost broken by Shijiang.
It turned out that Ye Qing, who was originally sound asleep, suddenly felt the figure behind him getting closer and closer to him. Just as he felt a wave of comfort...
Something suddenly strangled his neck.
Then, the sensation on his back became more and more obvious, and his neck was being strangled tighter and tighter.
Ye Qing almost saw San Tuchuan!
From then on, Ye Qing had a psychological trauma about sleeping with Sika.
Can your pillow break your neck so easily?!!!
However, Sika didn't think so. She was very satisfied with Ye Qing being her pillow.
After all, because Ye Qing's body had not fully developed, it was a little soft.
It was very comfortable to hug and sleep.
Moreover, he could also tease his disciple at the same time. Why not?
Just like that, another painful night began.
Ye Qing prayed that his neck would be stronger tonight. He hoped that it would not be like last time, where it almost broke!!!
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