"Master... Master..."
Clinging to Qingyu's embrace, Liu Yashi let out a soft, hazy murmur. Using both hands and feet, she hugged his body tightly. Qingyu stroked her hair with his right hand while wrapping his left arm around her delicate frame, gently soothing her.
He had disciplined her a bit too thoroughly just now, leaving his good disciple's mind completely blank. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought she had slipped into a daze.
Chapter 117