Passed Out from Exhaustion Again?

One little "Aunt" made Meng Yutong lose it on the spot.

"(｀Д′) Shut up! Who allowed you to call me that?!"

"(╯ε╰) Wasn't it you who said it? You and Aunt are good friends, and you even have some friendship with my mother. Whether by feeling or reason, I ought to call you Aunt. Isn't that even closer than Master?"

Aiya! Seriously, this form of address was really thrilling, carrying a sweat-soaked sense of immorality.

"Come on, Aunt, give me a kiss!"

Give him one conspicuous opening, and he could make Master's defenses shatter completely.

(｀0′)?)′?｀) Ah!!

"Let the title Rebel Disciple rot in my belly! It's humiliating, do you understand? How do you even have the nerve to say it out loud? If you keep acting up, your master is going to get angry!"

"Aiyo, isn't it just the two of us right now? Saying it in private can even deepen our feelings. Would I dare be this outrageous in front of others?"

"Hmph, not even in private. You should still call me Master..."

"Still call you Master? Can we still be as distant as before? How about... I call you Mengmeng too?"

"Get lost! Don't copy Mu Li's nauseating way of calling me. Just call me Master!" The moment Meng Yutong heard the word "Mengmeng," goosebumps rose all over her. If Rebel Disciple called her that every day, she would probably collapse.

Lin Heng curled his lips. He would go along with her on the surface for now. Once he was a little stronger, he could call her whatever he wanted in the future.

Mengmeng, Tongtong, Aunt, Master...

"Fine, then what are you going to call me?"

"..." Meng Yutong paused, her eyes rolling once in their sockets. After thinking briefly, she said, "When you're obedient, I'll call