Ye Chenghong just felt a gust of fragrant breeze pass by, and a shadow plunged into his embrace.
"Oh, such a big girl already, aren't you afraid of people laughing? Your two disciples are watching!" He chuckled and patted An Yiqing's back, the smile on his face carrying a special warmth and kindness. It was pretentious to say he didn't miss his precious disciple after a month.
"I haven't grown up, Master, I'm only twenty years old!" An Yiqing had long lost the composure she had earlier, clinging to Ye Chenghong and refusing to let go, "Master, I missed you to death. It's been a month, how can you not miss me?"
"Miss, miss, miss! How could I not? You heartless girl, left for over twenty days, if it weren't for your occasional calls to ensure safety, this old man would have flown to Country Fei long ago!" Ye Chenghong glared at An Yiqing in dissatisfaction, pulling her off him, "What's up with Little girl Ling and Tiezhu? Why are you punishing them both as soon as you return?"
