Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1620: What the **** is painted

Feng Xingying's personality is free and easy, and her heart is stable. Neither feel shy nor flattered.

It's true that she is a sixteen-year-old girl, but she already has a lover who will never give up.

Feng Xingying is also a person from modern times. He has learned basic theories such as psychology and pedagogy. The curiosity of young people of the gods towards the opposite **** is not a shameful mentality, just appreciation.

That's the case, what she has gained is full of kindness, so what's so shy?

"Feng Master Nephew has a good mentality." After arriving at the mountain gate, the second master uncle praised.

Second Shishu deliberately ignored the onlookers, which is also a test of Feng Xingying's mentality.

Feng Xingying did not answer.

Second Shishu looked at her with an ignorant look, and finally remembered that this girl has amnesia, and I am afraid that she has no feelings about the relationship between men and women.

Second Master Uncle couldn’t help mentioning something: "Our Lingshan Sword Sect does not forbid disciples to talk about love, but we will not force any disciples. If someone forces you, you can tell me to be a teacher."

"Yes, the second master."

"Well, I will ask your senior brother to arrange your daily life. He is calm, and you can find him for anything you want."

Big brother?

Yes, Feng Xingying remembered. Just now the old man said that his disciple, Qiu Yingqi, the great brother of their Lingshan Sword Sect, was also single, and it seemed that the old city mansion seemed to be a match for them.

Unfortunately, let him down.

Feng Xingying still listened to the words of the second master, and let Qiu Yingqi arrange a place for her, tell her what to do in daily life, and actively told her:

"Tomorrow I will call you for morning class. At the beginning, I will be a little uncomfortable, and it will be fine in the future."

"Oh." Feng Xingying nodded. This Lingshan Sword really takes care of the female disciples. She has a very large independent courtyard.

"Sister-in-law." Before going out, Qiu Yingqi said awkwardly: "I don't know how the master told you, but I don't have any affection for the younger sister. Please don't get me wrong." /

"Ah? What kind of love? What do you mean?" Feng Xingying is now a person with amnesia.

"Oh, nothing. Junior sister pay attention to safety, spend more time practicing swords, and spend less time dressing up."

"..."

Feng Xingying really wanted to beat him up. Your master wants to match up with us, and it's not that old paper has taken a fancy to you. It's really affectionate!

There is also the matter of dressing up. Did you provoke you? Although this one is also kind, but how awkward it is to listen. What does it mean that this girl only pays attention to dressing up?

It’s her fault to be beautiful?

Huh~IndoMTL.com~Don't let me dress up? I just dress up!

When Feng Xingying took out the mirror to take a look, I really wanted to drop the mirror!

"Mantou! What the **** is my face all over?"

Don’t blame Qiu Yingqi for reminding her that Feng Xingying’s present bridal makeup is absolutely terrifying.

The nice little face is covered with exaggerated rouge and lipstick, as well as uncoordinated eyebrows and cinnabar on the center of the eyebrows.

Feng Xingying couldn't wait to tear the whole face.

"Who did this!"

"It's not me..." Mantou is innocent: "This is the lady in charge who helped you draw. She said that girls should be beautiful."

"I...what's the aesthetic!" Feng Xingying really wanted to cry. The makeup was painted like a disfigurement, and she was watched all the way with a smug look on her face.

There are no female disciples of the Lingshan Sword School, so they didn't care how ugly she was painted.