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

Chapter 228: Do you feel my filial piety?

The luxurious dragon carriage tore through the sky.

The Vast Land was vast and boundless.

Although the dragon carriage flew very fast, it still took three days to travel from the south to the north.

The loess below was covered by snow, and the temperature had also dropped a lot.

This meant that they were leaving the Central Plains and entering the Arctic Northern Region.

In the golden sedan chair, Yi Qinglan stood in the corner of the bed, her eyes drifting.

Li Ran scratched his head. "Daoist Yi, did you sleepwalk again?"

Yi Qinglan blushed and said indifferently, "The chair is not very comfortable. This poor Daoist is just meditating here."

"Is that so?" Li Ran sized her up.

One could only see that her pretty face was completely red and her hair was a little messy. A strand of beautiful hair hung down from her ear, adding a bit of smoke.

At this moment, she seemed to be a little nervous. Her bright eyes flickered slightly and her rosy cherry lips curled up. She looked like she was acting like a spoiled child.

He gulped.

The Daoist nun without a veil was too destructive.

Yi Qinglan lifted her hair and asked doubtfully, "Why are you staring at this poor Daoist?"

"Daoist Yi, you're really cute," Li Ran muttered.

“……”

"Can I pinch your face?"

“……”

Before she could reply, he stretched out his hand.

She didn't know if it was because of the Red Line or because she was stunned by his insolence.

Yi Qinglan didn't dodge.

Li Ran gently pinched it.

Her snow-covered skin did not touch his hands. Her little face was soft and elastic, as if he was holding a cloud.

"So soft."

“???” Yi Qinglan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Li Ran came back to his senses and froze in place.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Yi Qinglan didn't say anything else as she stood up and strode out of the room.

Li Ran looked at his right hand and his throat tightened.

"This time, it seems like I’ve played too much…"

—

Yi Qinglan leaned against the door and covered her throbbing heart. Her face was as red as an apple.

"This disciple is simply too presumptuous!

"This poor Daoist can be considered his master, but he actually dared to make a move on this poor Daoist!" She clutched her burning face, her eyes flustered.

From taking off her veil, to hugging her at the summit of the mountain, to pinching her cheek…

Li Ran was breaking through her bottom line step by step.

"What should this poor Daoist do?" Yi Qinglan was at a loss.

She had a feeling that if she continued to get along with Li Ran, anything could happen.

"No, I have to leave. If this continues, not to mention Dao heart, this poor Daoist probably won't be able to protect herself!" Just as she was about to fly away, she suddenly froze.

One could only see that at the end of the line of sight, the winding Grand Myriad Mountains were already faintly visible.

They were almost there.

The three-day journey was about to end.

However, she did not let out a sigh of relief as she had imagined. On the contrary, her heart was sour and bitter, as if she was a little… not willing?

Yi Qinglan shook her head and mumbled to herself, "Impossible. How could this poor Daoist be reluctant to part with him? This poor Daoist almost hates him to death."

Although she said that, he hesitated for a long time, but she still didn't leave.

"What a sin…"

She opened the door dejectedly.

—

Li Ran paced back and forth in the sedan chair.

"Is she mad at me? I didn't want to provoke her, but I don't know what was wrong…

"But it feels really good!"

At this moment, Yi Qinglan slowly walked in.

Li Ran said nervously, "Daoist Yi…"

Yi Qinglan didn't fly into a rage. Instead, she glared at him with a red face. "You ridiculous and shameless thief, you're getting more and more impudent!"

Li Ran lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. I won’t dare next time."

"Huh?"

“…I made a mistake."

Yi Qinglan snorted coldly. "This poor Daoist has given you a job. Have you ever seen a disciple talk nonsense to the Master and make a move?"

Li Ran was silenced. "……"

You asked the right question.

Not only had he seen it before, he had also…

Cough cough.

Li Ran cleared his throat and said seriously, "Daoist Yi is right. I have always respected my master. This is indeed an accident. I hope you don't mind."

Yi Qinglan nodded, "That's more like it… We are about to reach Xuanling Mountain. Do you have anything to say to this poor Daoist?"

The delicate hand behind her slightly clenched, her eyes somewhat nervous and expectant.

Li Ran said seriously, "Then, can I pinch you again?"

“???” Yi Qinglan's eyes twitched.

This guy was indeed ridiculous!

She calmed down and said, "Forget it, do you still remember the agreement with this poor Daoist?""

Li Ran thought for a moment. "You mean the Red Line?"

Yi Qinglan nodded. "That's right."

Li Ran nodded." Don't worry, Daoist Yi. Unless there's something urgent, I won't connect easily."

Through these few days of interaction, the relationship between the two had become much closer. He was also embarrassed to tease her.

"This poor Daoist doesn't mean that…" Yi Qinglan turned her head and said in a low voice, "This poor Daoist has been studying the mysteries of the Red Line recently. In order to cooperate with this poor Daoist's research, you must connect to the Red Line once a day."

"Ah?" Li Ran was taken aback. "Connect once a day?"

Yi Qinglan nodded her head seriously. "You have to connect once a day, but don't scratch your wrist. This matter… you must remember."

"Okay." Li Ran nodded. "I'm fine with that. I'm just afraid that Daoist Yi won't find it convenient."

Yi Qinglan blushed slightly, but her eyes were very serious. "This poor Daoist finds it very convenient."

Then, she added, "Also, if you’re doing something ridiculous, don't connect to the Red Line. Do you understand?"

Li Ran blushed. "Am I that ridiculous?"

Yi Qinglan glared at him. "What do you think?"

"…" Li Ran thought for a moment and said, "I agree to what Daoist Yi said, but I also have a small request."

Yi Qinglan asked curiously, "What request?"

He did not say anything. Instead, he smiled and opened his arms.

Yi Qinglan immediately understood.

Her cheeks were slightly red and she looked a little flustered.

"What are you trying to do…" Before she could finish, she had already fallen into a warm embrace.

Her body instantly tensed up, and she did not know where to put her hands.

Her head was buried in his chest. Listening to the powerful beating of his heart, her legs slightly softened.

"You, you defiant disciple, what about the promise of respecting your master?"

Her pretty face was red and her voice was like a mosquito.

Li Ran smiled and said, "Does Daoist Yi not feel my filial piety?"

"…" Just as Yi Qinglan was about to say something, she suddenly sensed something and quickly left.

Li Ran was stunned. "What's wrong?"

Yi Qinglan looked a little nervous and awkward. "She's here."

"Who's here?"

"Your master!"