All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Chapter 9

Although Qing Lang only allows himself to contact him once a month, and it is very likely that he will not get any reply.

But Feng Ning was already very satisfied.

After all, Feng Ning made up his mind to spend thousands of years in this battle of chasing love, so a small step taken in a short period of time, cumulatively, is a big step taken overall.

how to say?Now he has secretly planned in his mind who will be invited to the wedding with Qing Lang.

First of all, Qing Dahuai was invited.

After all, they are one of Fengning's old friends.

But Qing Dahuai's granddaughter was not invited.

Because when Feng Ning sees her, she will think of the sad scene when she was called "grandpa" 3000 years ago.

It has to be said that Feng Ning is actually quite a vengeful person.

Only his sweetheart Qinglang is an exception.

No matter how many times he was scolded, how many times he was bombed, he was still the darling of his heart.

Ah!

This is great love!

Feng Ning sighed deeply again.

And was completely moved by himself.

But after a while, Fengning became unhappy.

Because early the next morning, he received a... application for withdrawal from school.

Feng Ning has taught 28 classes of students and has been a teacher for 800 years. It is the first time that a student wants to drop out of school the day after the ceremony.

Not to mention that the reason for dropping out of school on the application form is still blank.

He looked down at the signature.

No. 56, Qingyang.

It's okay if you don't look at the name, but looking at the name, Feng Ning is heartbroken.

Why is it Qing Yang?

How well they chatted yesterday!

Obviously yesterday this kid still opened his eyes like a pair of puppies, said he likes him, and also said that he would take the initiative to help him solve his emotional problems, why did he drop out of school today?

What's going on here?

Feng Ning couldn't understand it.

Qing Lang actually hesitated all night and made up his mind to write down the application for dropping out of school.

He respects Master Fengning.

He loathed the old pervert.

But when these two people merged into one, he didn't know what to do.

As long as he thinks that these two people are the same person, his breathing becomes short of breath, his heart beats faster, and he can barely calm down by swallowing a few meditation pills.

If he stayed any longer, he would die of anger one day.

Really.

For example, now, as soon as he thought of that Master Feng Ning, his hands began to tremble again.

"Qing Yang."

A voice sounded from outside the door.

"Click!" Qing Lang shook his hand and broke the handle on the drawer.

He turned his head slowly, and that person who was both Master Feng Ning and an old pervert was standing in front of his door and looking at him.

Looking at the neatly folded Guiningmen blue and white robes beside Qinglang, Fengning took a step forward, remained silent for a while, and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Qing Lang lowered his eyes: "...Yes."

Feng Ning looked at him: "I saw that you didn't fill in the reason for dropping out."

Qing Lang didn't speak.

Feng Ning: "Can you tell me why you dropped out of school? Because I really can't figure it out. After all, we had a good chat yesterday, and you also said that you like me very much..."

"I don't like you!" Qing Lang interrupted him a little excitedly.

Feng Ning was stunned for a moment: "... Qing Yang?"

The little disciple who had a good chat with him yesterday just stared at him, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his whole body was tense.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Feng Ning even saw a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Feng Ning's heart sank gradually, and he slowly asked: "You seemed to become a little strange yesterday after I talked about my relationship, do you...can't accept that I like men?"

Qing Lang only felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, almost making him out of breath.

Qing Lang took a step back, holding onto the table without any trace.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

Now that it's over.

Now that... this is the end of the matter.

When Qing Lang opened his eyes again, the panic had disappeared.

Only a piece of indifference remained.

He looked at Feng Ning, took a step forward slowly, and said in a cold voice, "Yes, I can't accept it."

He paused, imagining that the person in front of him was not the master, but the old pervert he hated the most, then gritted his teeth and said cruel words: "Not only can I not accept it, but I even feel disgusted."

……So this is ah.

Feng Ning finally understood, he took a step back: "Okay, this reason is very good, I approve your application for withdrawal."

His tone was quite calm, without any irritation, and there was even a slight smile in his eyes.

"...Don't you feel angry when I say such a thing?" Qing Lang asked with a frown.

Feng Ning looked at his face with gentle eyes: "Actually, I'm a little relieved that your dropout was only because you couldn't accept my personal feelings, not for other reasons. This shows that there is nothing wrong with my teaching."

Feng Ning paused, and then said: "To say something that you might find disgusting, maybe it's because you have a little resemblance to the boy I like, so when you said the word disgusting, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. .”

After Feng Ning finished speaking, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing again.

Laugh yourself cheeky.

Qing Lang looked at the indifferent smile on Feng Ning's face, and a nameless anger suddenly rushed into his heart.

He was dying of anxiety last night.

When he thought that Master Feng Ning, whom he admired like a bright moon in his heart, had been blown up by him with a bomb, pushed at with a sword by him, and insulted with words by him, he felt so remorseful that he wanted to bang his head on a mountain.

When he thought about how he had admired that brazen, rascally old pervert for so many years, and volunteered to help him prepare the medicine, squirming and carefully telling his admiration and liking, he wished he could hit his head on the mountain again. !

He blew up three mountains, destroyed four pools, and took five bottles of Jingxin Pills.

He soaked under the glacier until midnight and suffered from insomnia all night.

And this person, is it such an indifferent attitude? !

He also said that he has a little similarity with the person he likes.

Ah!

A little similar? !

Even now, does this person still not recognize himself?

Forget about what happened 12 years ago, after all, it's been a long time.

But what about this time?

They had seen each other several times a few days ago, so why did they forget his face so quickly?

Just like that, how dare you keep saying that you like him?

How perfunctory and cheap is his liking?

Qing Lang took a step forward, with anger that he could even sense in his tone: "Is it just a little similar?"

Feng Ning: "Yeah, there are about three or four points similar... What's wrong?"

"Take a closer look." Qing Lang took another step forward, his toes almost touching Feng Ning's, forcing Feng Ning to take two steps back again and again, he stared fixedly into Feng Ning's eyes, literally Say, "How similar is it?"

Feng Ning looked puzzled, not knowing what this little disciple was going to do.

Followed by.

He saw that the disciple in front of him had two magic horns slowly growing on his forehead, and the color of his eyes gradually became more translucent, turning from dark black to gray!

Feng Ning opened her eyes in shock!

"Qing...Qing...Qinglang!" Feng Ning shouted.

"Heh!" Qing Lang sneered, with a bit of mockery in his voice, "Have I melted into bones, or have I changed my shape? My voice, shape, and appearance have not changed, only the color of my eyes has changed, covering my eyes. You don’t recognize me with only a magic horn? You keep saying that you like me, what kind of love is this?!”

In the end, he almost gritted his teeth, with resentment in his voice.

Feng Ning was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses, but when he heard Qing Lang questioning his feelings, he immediately regained his energy. He frowned, and hurriedly argued:

"Of course I like you. If I don't like you, who else can I like! You only changed your eyes and magic horns, and your name is also changed, okay? The eyes are different, the name is different, and there is no magic horn... How could I possibly recognize it!"

He paused, and continued to say seriously: "You don't think the change is obvious, because you have seen your face for a long time, so you can recognize it no matter what it changes. Although I like you very much, I only want you I've seen you three or four times, but it's understandable if I don't recognize you!"

Not to mention that he has a mediocre memory, otherwise he wouldn't let every disciple wear a unique name tag.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Qing Yang? Why do you have a magic horn? Do all of you demons have this horn? I haven't seen it before. Hey, why did the color of the eyes change? It's so beautiful, how did it change... oh master Master is here too... Hello, Master! Goodbye, Master!"

Feng Ning: "..."

Qinglang looked at Fengning coldly: "That person just now saw me only once at the apprenticeship ceremony."

Feng Ning: "..."

Feng Ning took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was blind, I will never fail to recognize you in the future, even if you turn into ashes in the future, I will recognize you immediately!"

Qing Lang sneered: "Heh, who cares that you recognize me!"

Feng Ning blinked, and asked a little puzzled: "But right now, aren't you just angry because I don't recognize you?"

Qing Lang was angry: "Who is angry?!"

Feng Ning stretched out her finger and silently pointed at him.

Qing Lang: "..."

Only then did Qing Lang realize that he was actually angry.

...but why is he angry?

At this moment, the voice at the door interrupted his train of thought again.

"...Master?!"

"Master!"

"Why did Qingyang grow a magic horn?"

"56 Junior Brother's eyes... Master is here too... Hello, Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Now it was time to eat, disciples kept passing Qinglang's spacious room to the cafeteria, and kept saying hello to Feng Ning at the door.

Qing Lang frowned impatiently, taking advantage of the wave of students leaving, he stretched out his hands, passed through Feng Ning's left and right sides, grabbed the door bolt, and closed the door with a "snap".

Qing Lang stretched out his long arms, and Feng Ning was surrounded by Qing Lang.

Feng Ning was standing against the threshold, when the two wooden doors closed, the wooden doors hit his back directly, causing him to tilt his head forward.

The next moment, his lips collided with the corners of Qing Lang's lips.

Feng Ning: "..."

Qing Lang: "..."

Feng Ning slowly opened her round eyes, Qing Lang's body also froze into a log, and did not move at all.

at this time.

Feng Ning pushes away the stiff Qing Lang.

He wiped his mouth in shock.

And jumped up like a conditioned reflex, "Bah bah" twice.

Qing Lang turned his head to look at Feng Ning in disbelief: "——You dislike me?!"

Feng Ning: "..."

Only then did Fengning realize what he had just done.

day!

Is his brain full of holes? !

It wasn't that he accidentally ate a mouthful of dirt, but he accidentally kissed the person he was thinking about day and night.

How can he wipe his mouth?How could he wipe his mouth with disgust? !

Still bah bah? !

That was his first kiss with Qing Lang!

Although it was an accidental kiss, it was also a romantic first kiss! ! !

Seeing Qinglang's shocked expression, Feng Ning hurriedly waved his hands incoherently: "No... I don't dislike you, I... I..."

Qing Lang's expression seemed to be tricked by someone. He was shocked and said angrily: "If you want to dislike me, I will dislike you, you old pervert! You are the one who pursues me, you are the one who likes me, and you are the one who harass me. You were the one who came to kiss me, what right do you have to despise me?!"

Feng Ning: "I...how should I put it? I really don't dislike you! I don't know what happened to me just now..."

Qing Lang said angrily, "Get out, get out!"

Feng Ning: "That..."

Seeing that she was about to be pushed out, Feng Ning suddenly lost her mind, and a match clicked to ignite a nerve.

In the storybook, generally when encountering a similar situation, it is...

As soon as Fengning's eyes lit up, she immediately held Qinglang's cheek and kissed it.

Qing Lang stiffened again and became a piece of wood.

Fengning's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly closed her eyes. Without any teacher, she gently covered Qinglang's soft lips, and bit by bit, she pried open his lips and teeth, and kissed him.

The piece of wood seemed to have finally slowly turned into a human being, his blue and clear gray eyes became a little dazed, then his eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes, and involuntarily held Feng Ning's waist.

But in the next second, those hazy eyes opened again, as if he suddenly woke up, he pushed Feng Ning away abruptly.

He wiped his wet lips in annoyance, and shouted, get out!

Then Feng Ning was pushed out of the door like a violent storm.

Close the door with a bang!

Feng Ning staggered a bit before standing still. He looked at the locked door, scratched his head, and let out a long sigh.

Hey.

It doesn't seem to work.

Sure enough, you can't believe everything in the book.

And inside the trembling wooden door.

There was a young demon boy who had just turned 20 years old, standing tightly against the wooden door, his eyes were wide open, he was looking ahead in confusion, panting heavily unconsciously.

His ears, his cheeks, his slightly parted lips, and the two little magic horns on his forehead were all red.