My Witch Nichang (MTL) (1)

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The wind carried a choke, and it was just a few feet away from the left shoulder.

The turbulence around him suddenly changed from rapid surge to easing. The original storm and rain ceased without warning, as if who had performed the fixation.

There was darkness in front of me, only the sense of touch and hearing, and the breathing sound of practicing children was just above his head, reminding the time to continue.

Her breathing should be slightly disturbed. If she does not change her face even after practicing one or two hours of exercises like usual, this slightly disturbed breathing lasts for a while, then I heard a deeper than usual The voice sounded, "You, open your eyes." After a pause, seeing no response, even more anxious, said sharply: "You open my eyes and raise your head!"

Unfortunately, I ca n’t do what she wants, because once we do that, it will be the beginning of our confrontation. I ’m afraid I ca n’t control my eyes or my mouth. A slight touch immediately erupted, and I had no choice but to stand still and pretend to be a cold body.

But the neckline tightened the next time, and the man was half-knelt pulled deadlifted, listening to the sound that seemed to have exploded in his ears, "What are you doing? Raising your head to see if I can talk well? It's so yin and yang You weren't like that before! "

In fact, she was right, everything was because of me, so she must not be able to bear it, but the sound of blame at the moment seemed to be pouring oil on the fire, so that the final imprisonment cracked and cracked. , But he breathed heavily, his hands tightened into fists, and he seemed to lose control.

When the moment came, it was a sudden sentence from Master, which saved the situation.

"Exercise, that's enough." I heard her talking over there. At the beginning, it was still far away, and the next sentence was near. "You step back and let me talk to your sister."

This unexpected intervention made the heart tense to the string that was about to trigger, and the Seoul slowed down a lot.

In the face of Master's order, the practised rehearsal was unwilling to execute. After a long day of trouble, I listened to her in silence anyway, but in the end, she obeyed the master and was reluctant I loosened my collar, stomped, and went away.

"Xian Er ..." After the footsteps went away, Master said again: "Okay, now you can open your eyes, right?"

This sentence is a negotiated sentence, but it is not a negotiated tone. No matter how angry I can be, I can talk to the master, but I ca n’t talk to the master. Besides, in that period of time, I have regained control of that inexplicable emotion. Now, hearing Master say this, he slowly opened his eyes.

But after all, I still feel guilty, I dare not look directly, but just look at the ground, bowing and concealing: "Disciple ... ashamed ..."

"Well, don't cover it up anymore. You have emotions and don't understand the practice. Don't you understand it for the teacher?" The fingers stretched out on the forehead flicked twice, and then the master laughed: "Just, I didn't expect that when you were so sloppy, you thought that as long as you had a chance, you would still be willing to communicate with Lianer. I didn't expect it to hurt you in vain."

He moved his mouth and didn't know how to answer, but when he saw the next sentence, he smiled and said, "Say, what's the matter? You can't talk to the teacher if you don't know how to train. "

Once, I hope that there is such a person in this world that can make me frank and innocent. Once, I thought that Master and Lianer were such candidates, but now I know that I ca n’t talk to anyone, I ca n’t talk about it. In addition to the heavens and earth ghosts, only one person will always rot in the stomach.