At this moment, the beautiful mentor was lying sideways on the soft couch, seemingly drunk, her delicate face flushed, and her eyes glistening like autumn water, beautiful beyond compare.
Qin Yu, how could he be fooled by her words?
"Are you trying to call Sister over, Mentor?"
As he spoke, he pretended to push open the window, as if to call Zhao Mengli over.
Yin Qinghe panicked instantly.
If Zhao Mengli saw her in such a disheveled state, and moreover, in the same room with Qin Yu.
How could she explain herself as a mentor?!
Thus, she instinctively sat up and reached out to stop Qin Yu, only to find her hands clasped instead.
"You... let go!" Yin Qinghe said angrily and shyly.
Not only did Qin Yu not let go, he actually moved closer and asked, "Mentor, don't you want to improve your root bone?"
"Improve the root bone?"
Who among the cultivators in the world doesn't want that?!
Yin Qinghe was certainly no exception.
