Chapter 238 Snow Fairy Five: Want to Be My Mentor?

The bamboo pole that was rubbing the rice suddenly looked at the door with his mouth wide open. A piece of meat and bone in his mouth fell to the ground. He didn't even feel the chopsticks in his hand falling to the ground. He just pointed at the door blankly:

"Snow, snow..."

"It's not a ghost, what are you so afraid of? Go back when you're done eating." Feng Xingying also saw it.

"Oh." Bamboo pole mechanically snapped his chin back into position.

"Is Feng Xingying here?" Ling Chuxue politely knocked on the courtyard door.

Sister Mei paid, how could Feng Xingying's residence be bad? She is a small set in the villa area. Although it is not very luxurious, it is a single-family courtyard. The courtyard has complete greening and various facilities, and there are many rooms.

In the Royal Academy, adhering to the principle of "freedom", the courtyard is a private site, and anyone's intrusion is considered prohibited.

Ling Chuxue had to knock on the courtyard door when she wanted to see Feng Xingying.

"Okay, let's go back first. Boss, call us anytime if you have anything." The younger brothers winked. After seeing Feng Xingying's face, they also developed a strong immunity to beauty like Fairy Xue.

No matter how beautiful it is, what is the use, it is not your own, what is beautiful.

"Come in." Feng Xingying was polite but distant. "We don't seem to know each other?"

"Don't you know me?" Fairy Xue smiled and said, "Introduce yourself. Ling Chuxue, third-order mysterious spiritual master, from tomorrow, I will be your mentor."

"Tutor?" Feng Xingying raised an eyebrow: "I don't remember applying for a tutor."

"Yes, but I chose you." Although Ling Chuxue had a smile on her face, the hostility in her eyes was not concealed at all, and even, with a single word, the two women had already had an imposing rivalry.

Did she come with good intentions?

Ghost letter!

Come with good intentions and need to use momentum to oppress people?

With her aura, if Feng Xingying really only had the spirit power of a little spiritual master, she would be crushed to the point of losing her composure, and she might even fall to her knees.

Such kindness, Feng Xingying is really not uncommon.

At the end of a short fight, Ling Chuxue nodded with satisfaction: "My vision is indeed right, I watched the battle between you and Sun Fu, and they performed very well.

So as this year's Distinguished Tutor at the Royal Academy, I took advantage of the privilege to choose you as my first student. "

Seemingly guessing what Feng Xingying wanted to say, Ling Chuxue squinted her eyes, revealed a charming and confident smile, and shook her finger lightly: "You can't refuse."

Feng Xingying sneered: "What if I want to refuse?"

"Then you can give it a try." Ling Chuxue sat familiarly on the long wooden chair with soft leather in front of Feng Xingying, leaned back lazily, and stretched her long snow-white dress, making her figure extraordinarily slender. Soft:

"Did you invent this thing yourself? Or did your cook maid make it? It's really comfortable. No wonder Brother Qin always runs to you. Why don't you make one for your teacher?"

as a teacher? you too?

Feng Xingying's eyes dimmed.

Feng Xingying's chair is based on a large long wooden chair in accordance with the practice of a sofa and a concubine. Sitting, lying down or sleeping on your side are all superb.

Give it to her, why?

What's more, the word "Master" also violated Feng Xingying's taboo.

He Feng Xingying's master, anyone can recognize it?

Feng Xingying did not act in the rebuttal, she simply ignored her, took out a pill furnace and began to concoct pills.