Mo Yujian said exasperatedly. "…You are not supposed to drink holy water." This naughty disciple, he should have known that she couldn't have behaved this well. See, the priest hadn't even gone out for one minute, and she had already forgotten what he said.
But still, he swam to her side and opened his mouth wide. "Come, I can't eat by myself, so you feed me."
Ouyang Xueqing smirked, amusement glittered within her eyes as she picked up a piece of dried ham and brought it to his mouth. "It's okay Master. Your secret is safe with me."
***
After finishing the skimpy lunch and dinner, Ouyang Xueqing leaned her body against the wall that was devoid of the marking of God's language while her eyes didn't stray away from his figure even one bit.
