Chapter 12 Sister Yuehua, You Are Shy

Chapter 12 Sister Yuehua, You Are Shy

"So Yuexuan's current teacher plus the two of us make four people?"

Fu Ye was a little surprised, and Tang Yuehua nodded after hearing what Fu Ye said.

"Well, because there are not many students, although I am the founder of this place, I am mainly responsible for the cultivation of students' temperament, speech and conversation, and their learning of the guqin. There are two other teachers to teach the rest of the calligraphy, painting, and chess."

Fu Ye nodded. After all, she was only a ninth-level soul master and her energy was limited.

"What about me? Will I be your little follower, Sister Yuehua?"

Hearing Fu Ye's words, Tang Yuehua's mouth corners curled up slightly.

"Well, I'm just a little follower, so I can relax a little."

Tang Yuehua stretched lazily in the sunshine, her delicate face full of relaxation and comfort.

"By the way, I still don't know your level and martial spirit. Would it be convenient for you to tell me?"

Fu Ye's call of "sister" really made Tang Yuehua feel happy. Who can resist a handsome and perfectly-built little brother who follows her around and calls her sister?
You have to know that Tang Yuehua is just a young girl in her early twenties, and her heart is full of infinite expectations for a sweet love.

"As for me, I'm seventeen years old this year. My martial soul is a sword, and my soul power is also okay."

Although Fu Ye's answer to Tang Yuehua's question was a bit ambiguous, he did not lie to the other party. After all, with his strength, he could defeat the entire continent.

"You are only seventeen years old."

After hearing Fu Ye's words, Tang Yuehua felt a little bit unbelievable. After all, according to her point of view, Fu Ye should be around 20 years old.

"Yeah, there's still half a year until I turn eighteen."

Fu Ye was also helpless, but his soul power was too high, which made his actual age much younger than it is now.

"But how old are you this year, Sister Yuehua? I feel like you should be about the same age as me."

Is it rude to ask a girl her age? Sorry, he doesn't believe that.

Tang Yuehua, who had just laid down on the sofa, rolled her eyes at Fu Ye after hearing his words. Who would ask a girl's age so directly?

After seeing the other party's eye roll, Fu Ye smiled nonchalantly, then sat down next to her. While the other party was still not able to come back to her senses, he grabbed her little hand and held it tightly with his five fingers.

She raised her hand slightly and clasped the other person's hand in front of her.

"Sister Yuehua has beautiful hands, just like mine. I guess Sister Yuehua is only eighteen years old this year, right?"

Fu Ye's series of actions were so smooth that Tang Yuehua didn't even have a chance to react.

His little mouth was as sweet as honey, and although his actions were indeed a bit offensive, you have to know that Tang Yuehua already had some feelings for Fu Ye in her heart.

I looked at the display on my system.

[Tang Yuehua: Favorability 55%, we are good friends]

You have to know that if Tang Yuehua didn't have any good feelings towards him, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to invite Fu Ye to join their Yuexuan. Did she really think that his good looks and temperament were a joke?

Before Tang Yuehua could speak, Fu Ye let go of her hand and spread her palm in front of the two of them.

"Sister Yuehua, do you know that this is your career line, rising straight up from the bottom to the top, just like you opened Yuexuan, this aristocratic school."

Although Fu Ye doesn't understand girls' hearts, he knows how to find topics to talk about.

Tang Yuehua is 1.73 meters tall, and he is 1.85 meters tall. In his eyes, Tang Yuehua is like a little sister. "Huh? What is this? It's so long."

"That is Sister Yuehua's lifeline. May she live a long life."

While Fu Ye was chatting with Tang Yuehua, he quietly placed his right hand on the other's shoulder without her noticing.

When it comes to chasing girls, he focuses on timing. How can you chase them if you don't get close to them? By force? By throwing money at them? That's too low.

The two chatted for a long time and got along very well.

Fu Ye told a lot of interesting things, and Tang Yuehua also told Fu Ye about her inner pain.

Before Fu Ye knew it, he had been hugging Tang Yuehua and chatting for an hour. During this period, they were not too intimate. You know, love itself is a feeling. If you really want to pursue a girl, you have to control the sense of distance.

Fu Ye put his head on Tang Yuehua's shoulder as if nothing had happened, making her cheeks red.

But Fu Ye did not do anything that was beyond the limit, and he tried madly to find things that were not beyond the limit.

Pinching her cheeks and whispering a few words in her ear, these small actions can quickly warm up the relationship.

Of course, if the person is ugly, fat, and has a bald head, Fu Ye suggests just throwing money at him. After all, he dares to do this mainly because his appearance and temperament have been maximized by the system.

If any student who is only good at playing the piano dares to make such a scene with Tang Yuehua, you can see how hard the spears, lances, sticks and clubs in the guards' hands are. Even if Tang Yuehua's family has poor soul power, they are still guests of the Tiandou Empire and the direct disciple of the world's number one sect.

Looking at the sun gradually setting, Fu Ye felt that it was time for him to go back, but before that he still had to tease his little teacher Tang Yuehua.

"Fu Ye, what exactly are your strengths?"

Tang Yuehua's cheeks flushed. She had never had such a strange feeling towards a boy before. Without her realizing it, the other party had been holding her and chatting for such a long time.

"Sister Yuehua, it is very rude to ask a man about his soul power level like this."

After hearing Fu Ye's words, Tang Yuehua turned her little face to the left, as if she was angry and didn't want to pay attention to him.

But who is Fu Ye? He is already in my arms, so why wouldn’t he look at me?
The left hand that was holding her shoulders pinched her little chin and turned her blushing little face towards her.

When she saw Fu Ye's face slowly approaching, her heart was pounding. It seemed as if two little men, one white and one black, were fighting in her mind.

White villain: "No, you are seven or eight years older than him. This is not good."

Black villain: "Why not? So what if she's eight years younger? There are sweet loves between siblings, too!"

Little white man: "But."

Black villain: "But what but? I want a sweet love! Why are you pretending to be pure, white? Go and close the door from the outside!"

Tang Yuehua's pretty face was slightly red and her eyes were tightly closed. Her cheeks were very red. She had received strict education at home since she was a child and didn't know what it felt like to like someone.

The only person she admired was her brother Tang Hao, who was already the strongest among his peers in the sect at a young age, and she did not pay much attention to other boys in the sect.

After opening Yuexuan, she became even more strict with herself. Although she wanted to find someone to rely on, she had never met someone she liked.

"Sister Yuehua, why are you closing your eyes? I've already pinched the hair off your cheek for you."

[Tang Yuehua, favorability 69%]

(End of this chapter)