After crossing, let yourself go

Han Jiu ate something and left the house. Pei Qing had been in a daze for the whole afternoon. Han Jiu touched his forehead and said, "You don't have a fever." What happened to this guy?

Pei Qing was stunned and let the young master touch his forehead. "I'm fine."

"Oh" Are you scared? What scared you? Dog? Cat? No way.

Seeing that Pei Qing seemed to have no abnormal reaction except being in a daze, she stopped asking. After buying something at a street stall, she went to Song Ruochen's place. Just like yesterday, Han Jiu handed the small item in her hand to Xiaoyu when she opened the door. Xiaoyu continued to snort and took the item, ignoring her and turned into the yard. If Han Jiu hadn't been thick-skinned enough, she would have probably driven the girl crazy. She walked into the yard with a smile, "Brother Ruochen."

Song Ruochen was still calm and composed. Even on days when it was so hot that you would sweat just sitting still, it was refreshing to see him. "Don't bring anything for Xiaoyu next time."

"It's okay, as long as she likes it." Otherwise she wouldn't let me in. That girl is very smart.

Song Ruochen didn't say anything else. Xiaoyu really liked the little things Han Jiu brought. This man was very good at pleasing girls. "I fell asleep yesterday, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Xiaoyu said that Han Jiu was afraid of being woken up and actually cut her clothes.

"It's not a big deal. Haven't I made enough fools of myself in front of you?" I was either being chased by people or sitting on the ground gasping for breath, and then I was trying to get close to you and asking you to teach me martial arts. Thinking about it now, it was quite embarrassing.

Song Ruochen smiled when he recalled how embarrassed Han Jiu looked when he first met him.

Han Jiu looked at Song Ruochen and smiled, thinking that this man was truly a stunner. Was he as beautiful as a fairy? Didn't he know how attractive he was like this? Han Jiu had an invulnerable heart and had long since trained himself to be immune to all poisons, but when faced with a stunningly handsome man like Song Ruochen, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Why are you staring at my senior brother?" Xiaoyu shouted at Han Jiu angrily.

Why is this girl so unwilling to give others a way out? "Your senior brother is beautiful, beautiful." Han Jiu said what she thought truthfully. She really thought Song Ruochen was beautiful. She had seen many handsome men and beautiful women, and her aesthetic sense had long been fatigued. Now there was a beauty like Song Ruochen who made her eyes light up, so of course she had to take a few more glances.

"You are so shameless to say such things. It's shameful." Xiaoyu lowered her eyelids and made faces at Han Jiu.

"You are beautiful too, but your senior brother is not as beautiful as you." Han Jiu smiled at the girl.

"Hmph." You're dead if you dare to use the word 'beautiful' to describe the senior brother. Xiaoyu walked away with her chest puffed out like a proud rooster, not looking back.

After Xiaoyu left, Han Jiu looked at Song Ruochen. Subconsciously, he felt that Xiaoyu's expression just now had meaning. There must be something wrong with what he said just now. Suddenly, he thought that this man was too upright and too pure. Would he be unhappy when he was said like this? Or would he be unhappy when he was said like this by a man? Han Jiu looked at him carefully, and was relieved to see that he was not abnormal.

I was sincere when I said Song Ruochen was beautiful. I really thought this man was incredibly beautiful, but I just admired him and didn't have any other thoughts. Although it's not appropriate to use the words "beautiful" and "pretty" to describe a man, there is no other word to replace them.

Song Ruochen didn't seem to be abnormal on the surface, but he knew that his hand holding the sword was shaking a little, because he was angry. Han Jiu was so frivolous, and his words were full of frivolous and rude words. Fortunately, he paid attention to self-cultivation and behaved normally, otherwise he would really chop him with a sword.

Song Ruochen was particularly stern today. Han Jiu looked at his beautiful face several times, trying to find some trace of his anger. But this man always had a faint smile on his face, so she couldn't find out why he was so abnormal today. It was so damn cruel. If she was not sure that she really didn't know this person, she would have suspected that Han Jiu in her previous life had a grudge against him.

Finally the training was over. Han Jiu was so tired that he staggered as he left. Xiao Yu jumped out and laughed, "Brother, aren't you starting to hate that guy?"

Song Ruochen retracted his sword and turned to ask, "Why?"

"You must hate him, otherwise why would you torture him like this? Look at his condition, he'll probably have to crawl back home," Xiaoyu thought with glee as she thought about Han Jiu's painful expression.

After being told this by Xiaoyu, Song Kuchen wondered if he had gone too far. Han Jiu had no martial arts skills at all, and he would have trouble getting out of bed tomorrow after being tortured like this today. But when he thought of him standing there lazily and saying those words that made him angry, he felt that Han Jiu deserved to be punished.

Han Jiu was so tired that he almost became a dog. Song Ruochen must be angry. I have to find a way to coax him tomorrow. If he gets angry again, I will be tortured to death by him. While pinching his shoulders, he walked to an intersection and looked up and smiled, "Hey, I have suffered so much today, I have to enjoy myself." Then he walked in one direction.

The Yuemanlou was already full of singing and dancing, but the proprietress was not happy. Xiaocui had been worried recently and could not lift her spirits. She could not scold her. Xiaocui was her living signboard and cash cow. What should she do if she was always like this? This girl was thinking about that man all day long. Isn't this asking for trouble? He is the third young master of the general's mansion. It is not up to others to decide when he comes and when he leaves.

Alas, this Xiao Cui just can't let it go. What kind of feelings are there in this line of work? Isn't it just making things difficult for yourself? It's your own money. The proprietress was so worried that she had a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. She was sighing and looking up when she saw someone coming in. She was so happy that she hurried to greet him, "Master Jiu, you are here. Xiao Cui missed you so much."

Han Jiu enjoyed the hostess's enthusiasm. "What's wrong with Xiao Cui?"

"She's suffering from lovesickness. You men are just bad. You'll know if you go up and take a look. Her little face is so thin. It makes me feel so sad." The proprietress accompanied Han Jiu to the second floor while winking at the people next to her.

"Haha, let me see what our Xiao Cui thinks of me." Han Jiu strode straight to Xiao Cui's room upstairs.

The lady boss sent Han Jiu to Xiao Cui's room and then she smiled with relief. Her money had come, and Xiao Cui was in a good mood. She was happy to have both. She walked out while humming a little tune, and nodded respectfully to the serious-looking man standing at the door before leaving. She naturally knew that some rich young men would have personal guards, and this guard looked as handsome as a rich young man.

Han Jiu leaned on the couch and watched Xiao Cui playing the piano. When he was tired and his back ached, he thought of Xiao Cui. Her massage skills were first-rate. He pushed the low table aside, lay down, and waved to Xiao Cui, "Stop playing, massage me, my shoulder hurts so much." Song Ruochen was really cruel. He must not offend him in the future.

Xiao Cui obediently came over and knelt beside Han Jiu, stretching out her hands to massage the man she had been thinking about day and night. "Are you comfortable?"

Han Jiu closed his eyes and said, "Well, the boss lady said you missed me?"

"I've been looking forward to your coming every day, have you forgotten about me a long time ago?" Today I'm finally here for you, but you don't know that I think about you every moment.

"I'm here, don't be angry, my little beauty." Han Jiu skillfully raised his hand and pinched Xiao Cui's delicate face.

Xiao Cui turned away embarrassedly, her eyes full of smiles, "Let me massage Master Jiu's back."

"Okay, don't get too tired, just press it for a while." Han Jiu responded drowsily. He hadn't had a good rest for a while, and he was tormented by Song Kuchen today, so he soon felt sleepy.