"Hiss, Princess, here comes the humble Daoist." The Great Qin State Master immediately rubbed his hands and said.
"State Preceptor... what... what are you doing here?" Having seen this, Lin Luo was taken aback, and immediately stepped back several paces, then 'accidentally' fell onto the couch.
He knew she was pretending, and she knew he was pretending.
She was willing to go along with his acts, and he was willing to go along with hers.
This was the most beautiful posture between Daoist couples.
"Ah, Princess, you're hurt, are you okay?"
The Great Qin State Master grinned and swiftly strode over, placing a pair of soft hands in his palm.
"Get away from me!" Lin Luo tried to withdraw her hand, but to no avail.
"The injury is severe, it seems that healing is necessary first."
"Eh, what a pity that my power is still too weak, I can't heal through clothing."
"Princess, excuse my impudence!"
The Great Qin State Master frowned, but his bushy brows soon relaxed.
