The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Xing Jiu'an's nose is a bit sore, "It's me, Jiu'an."

She spoke and walked over quickly.

The big brother saw it too, and quickly walked over, "What's wrong? Why don't you say anything when you come back? Is it wronged? Didn't Mu Qing take good care of you?"

The appearance of the big brother is clearly the image of a gentleman, even if he is simply dressed, he can see it well.

But now this nagging and nervous look is like an elder who sees the child being wronged, and wants to help the child every minute.

"I just want to go home and have a look. Senior Brother Mu Qing is very kind to me." Her voice was a little dumb with a little nasal sound.

The senior brother complained again, "I don't mean to come home earlier, or else I also wear more clothes. Is it cold? Have you caught a cold?"

While talking, he took off his coat and put it on Xing Jiu'an, and took her home.

Although it is on the mountain, the place they call home is really not small.

Otherwise, Master has so many disciples, and sometimes if they come together, there will be no place to live.

This is like a manor, but also like that kind of old house, covering a huge area.

As soon as you walk in, you will find the ancient corridor, rockery, and a small fountain.

The long rows of houses are where these disciples usually live, and each has his own separate room.

Xing Jiuan’s house was in the center. Because she was young, everyone wanted to protect her and also wanted to be next to her. Then, Xing Jiuan went next to the master.

This is fairer.

"Master, quickly see who is here." The big brother took Xing Jiu'an in and said happily.

At this time, there are not many disciples staying here. With the big brother, there are only three people, and one is a young disciple whom the master recently accepted.

He is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who is very delicate.

Seeing the two people coming in, he cleverly called the big brother, but didn't know Xing Jiu'an.

Xing Jiuan was not here when he was apprentice.

"This is your little senior sister." Senior brother said.

The teenager is obediently calling people.

Xing Jiuan ranked 21st among these disciples. I don't know why Master accepted so many disciples. This young boy is twenty-five.

In other words, after Xing Jiu'an, the master accepted very few disciples.

For more than ten years, with the teenagers who had just accepted apprentices in front of them, only four were accepted.

It seems that many people want to become master's disciples.

With so many apprentices, this teenager is the youngest one, and the second one is Xing Jiu'an.

There is nothing wrong with saying that it is a little elder sister.

Xing Jiuan answered and went to see Master again.

"Master." She whispered.

"What to do while standing, sit down quickly and come to me." The master pretended to be dissatisfied, but his eyes were full of joy.

Should also be happy.

Although there are so many apprentices, only Xing Jiu'an is the one who grew up watching him earnestly.

When the little girl was three years old, she became his disciple.

He is the youngest one of his disciples when he became a teacher.

Although the little girl's brother and sister were enough to take care of her, they still grew up beside him.

Xing Jiuan walked over and sat down beside the master.

The master sits in a high position with a slightly shorter chair beside it, exclusive to Xing Jiu'an.

This has always been the case since childhood.

This is her preference only.

The only sister who stayed here went to make **** soup for Xing Jiuan.

When it's cold, it's time to warm up.