Chen Ye thought to himself that this was not good, but quickly relaxed.
What's the big deal about having contact with Bai Susu?
Just as expected,
the eldest disciple said little more, biting her lower lip, her eyelids lowered, long eyelashes gently quivering, only speaking:
"Master... you're sweating. Let me help you change, the water is ready and is warm..."
She stood on tiptoe, wanting to help her master undo the collar button to remove the robe.
"No need."
Chen Ye promptly stepped back half a step. He had hands and feet, why would he need his disciple's service?
Moreover, he had practiced the Heart-Burning Technique, and it was inconvenient to have contact with his disciple.
"Master..."
Zhiwei stared at her master, her eyes reddened, remembering how her master used to praise her warmly for being so filial...
How could Chen Ye bear Zhiwei's grievance?
He thought for a moment and explained to Zhiwei:
