Letting out a soft breath, Ming Yuelin looked into Zhang Yuan's eyes "I... love you, Master."
Zhang Yuan let out a soft chuckle and gently tousled her hair, expressing his affection "Of course, I also love my disciple..."
A smile bloomed on Ming Yuelin's face but knowing about her master's teasing personality, she hurriedly asked for clarification.
"Master, not like... you love me in a disciple way, like... you love me as a woman and see me as a romantic par-"
Zhang Yuan softly held her chin and leaned forward, kissing her lips, taking her by surprise.
She felt a wave of emotions wash over her as she melted into the kiss, losing herself in the moment with him.
As Zhang Yuan slowly drew away from their lingering kiss, Ming Yuelin felt her heart swell with joy as she gazed into his softened eyes, a warm feeling of contentment enveloping her. "Master, I love sooooo much!"