Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

At dusk, six in the evening.

This should be the time for everything to calm down and rest.

From the backyard of Simu's house came the sounds of fists and feet fighting.

Simu and Lin Jiu sat cross-legged in the corridor, while Wencai leaned on the railing and let out a series of "wows" with envy and amazement.

Jingjing and Master Ikkyu from next door also sat on the corridor on their side to join in the fun.

At this moment, two white arms stretched out from behind and gently wrapped around Lin Jiu's neck. Warm breath, accompanied by a faint smell of Chinese medicine, instantly sprayed on the side of his neck.

Based on the smell and her bold movements, Lin Jiu knew that she had woken up.

But, is it too close? Everyone is here.

Lin Jiu straightened his back and raised his right shoulder, trying to push her away, but Jingzhi patted his shoulder lightly and said:

"Hate it, why didn't you wake me up? I'm already ahead."

The voice was soft, as if she was scolding him.

She had never spoken to him in such a tone before.

Lin Jiu's originally serious face softened in an instant, and his calm eyes couldn't help but glance around.

The warning in his eyes made everyone turn their heads away, not daring to look at him again, except for the shameless Simu.

Lin Jiu glared at him coldly, and only after seeing him laugh, touch his nose and turn away, did he breathe a sigh of relief. He tilted his head slightly, looked at her profile and whispered:

"It's just the beginning."

Their cheeks touched slightly together, and Jing Yi could immediately feel Lin Jiu's hot cheeks.

She thought to herself, "How shameless!" but she kindly let him go.

She sat down next to him, swinging her feet and watching Qiu Sheng and Jia Le fighting in the yard.

The two young men were wearing short fighting clothes. Their moves were swift and powerful, making a dull thud. For a while, there was no clear winner. Even Qiu Sheng was gasping for air from time to time.

The muffled sound indicated that his nose was blocked.

However, his movements were not affected at all. With an agile backflip, he avoided Jiale's sweeping kick, and the small red sachet swung into the air from his neck caught Jingzhi's eyes.

Jingzhi squinted and looked carefully, feeling a little confused.

"Ajiu, what's that thing hanging around Qiu Sheng's neck? He didn't seem to have that thing before?"

Hearing this, Lin Jiu lowered his head slightly and pointed at the red string that had been hung around her neck. "You have one too. It contains the amulet I drew."

Jingzhi looked down and saw that it was true.

"When did you put it on me? Do you have one too?"

As she spoke, she started to pull at his collar, which was not buttoned properly.

Seeing that his collarbone was exposed by her, Lin Jiu looked at Simu and Wencai again in panic.

Wencai learned his lesson this time. He retracted his head and hid his whole body behind the pillar.

Simu simply lay down on his side, supporting his head with one hand, and raised his eyebrows at Lin Jiu nonchalantly.

Lin Jiu was embarrassed, and he used his eyes to challenge his junior brother.

He couldn't help but cough lightly, and quickly pinched his collar with one hand and held Jingzhi's two moving paws with the other.

“Everyone in the charity cemetery has one.”

Simu was fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and suddenly sighed, then said slowly:

"Oh! You guys are in luck! The talismans drawn by my senior brother are incredibly effective. I asked him for them, but he wouldn't give them to me! He's still so stingy even at his old age, huh!"

When the word "old" was mentioned, Lin Jiu's body suddenly stiffened, and he glanced at Jingzhi out of the corner of his eye without leaving a trace.

Jing's emotional perception ability is almost full.

She clenched her hand into a fist and put it into Lin Jiu's warm palm, then quickly turned her head and kissed him on the cheek. Then she smiled and said to Simu, who was lying not far away and fanning himself leisurely:

"Master, you can draw it yourself. Besides, I just like this stingy old man!"

Simu stopped fanning himself and stared with his eyes wide open.

He never expected that the girl could be so straightforward after confessing her love.

……

At this moment, Qiu Sheng sneezed and stopped dodging. Jia Le's punch stopped just near his right temple.

Jiale: "No more fighting!"

The other person is sick, he can't take advantage of the situation, it's pointless.

Lin Jiu frowned slightly and said to Wencai, who was standing aside as an invisible man:

"Go to the kitchen and bring out all the medicine." He gently squeezed Jingzhi's fist in his palm, and suddenly remembered something, and called out to Wencai who was about to turn the corner:

"By the way, bring out Jingzhi's meal and soup as well."

Jingzhi rested her face on his arm, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Ajiu, did you remember to save some food for me this time?"

Before Lin Jiu could speak, Simu sat up and smiled mysteriously:

"Jingzhi, you don't know, my senior brother..."

Lin Jiu shouted: "Shut up!"

Simu shrugged, spread his hands and smiled slyly.

"You'll know for yourself later."

Just after he finished speaking, he looked at Qiu Sheng and the other two who were dusting themselves off, and suddenly slapped his forehead and said to Lin Jiu:

"Oh! I forgot to tell you, my junior brother said he would pass by here tomorrow. Why don't you stay for another day? You haven't seen my junior brother for a long time, right?"

Jingzhi: "Junior brother? You have another junior brother?"

Lin Jiu pried off her hand that was messing around his waist and held it in his palm, while lowering his head to explain to her: "Well, his name is Qianhe."

As he spoke, he turned around and asked Simu, "I haven't heard from him recently. How is he?"

Simu: "Well, of course there's no news. He went to the border. He's much happier than you guys. He received a big order to transport the prince who died in the battle at the border back to the capital."

His face was full of envy, and he rubbed his fingers towards Lin Jiu and said, "I think he can make a lot of money this time! Treat us, we must ask him to treat us!"

Lin Jiu didn't care. It had been a long time since the brothers had met. He nodded at Simu and said, "Okay, stay for two more days before leaving."

Just then, Wencai appeared from the corner holding a large tray.

Jingzhi sniffed the air. In addition to the smell of Chinese medicine, there was also an irresistible fresh smell that rushed straight into her nostrils.

She stared at the bottom of the brown tray with shining eyes and murmured:

"Ajiu, Ajiu, didn't you say you wouldn't let me eat fish? I smell fish soup!!"

Lin Jiu didn't say anything. He went back to the room, got a low table and placed it next to her. "Let's eat here?"

He turned around and placed two bowls of medicine, a small bowl of fish soup, a bowl of porridge, and a few small dishes on the table. He then waved at Wencai and began to drive him away:

"You guys go inside and drink."

Seeing that there was nothing more fun to watch, Ikkiu and Jingjing went back to the house. Jiale, covered in dust, also went to take a shower. Qiu Sheng and Wencai didn't dare to offend their master, so they nodded and went back to the house, leaving only Simu still sitting next to them.

"Why are you looking at me? This is my house, I can sit wherever I want!"

Jingzhi glanced at him leisurely, "Master, are you really not leaving?"

"No! I'm sitting here!"

Jingzhi suddenly laughed.

She turned around, put her arms around Lin Jiu's neck and kissed him.

Simu wanted to poke his own eyes out. He stumbled a bit as if fleeing, ran straight into the house, and then closed the sliding door to block everyone's sight, cursing:

"The world is going downhill! The world is going downhill! Brother, you have changed!"

Senior brother - Lin Jiu, had his eyes wide open at this time, as if he had lost his soul because of Jing Zhi's kiss, even his lips were frozen.

Jingzhi playfully used the tip of her tongue to lightly tease the slightly opened lips of his. Lin Jiu immediately closed his eyes and his body shook violently.

He turned his head and let Jingzhi's lips fall on his cheek. He stared straight at the orange sunset outside the yard, opened his mouth and said:

"Jingzhi, no!"

Jingzhi originally just wanted to scare Simu away.

Seeing Lin Jiu so shy and at a loss, she was moved. Like a seductive fairy, she gently kissed his cheek and pecked his earlobe which seemed to be dripping with blood. Then she leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Why not? I'm going to marry you."

Hearing this, Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head abruptly and stared into her eyes. His hands, which had been at a loss just now, now tightly grasped her hands.

The emotions churning in his heart were so intense that he couldn't speak for a moment, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his cheeks became redder and redder.

Seeing that he was flushed by her words, she curled the corners of her mouth, broke free from his hand, picked up the spoon, and drank the porridge slowly.

Before she could take two bites, Lin Jiu, who was left behind, suddenly behaved abnormally and hugged her slender waist from behind without caring about his face.

"...My fiancée, Lin Jiu's."

This was the first time he hugged her in public, and Jingzhi's face was sore from laughing.

She gently patted the big hands that were tightly wrapped around her waist and said with satisfaction:

"Okay, it's yours, Lin Jiu. Your fiancée wants to eat. Let her go."

“…………Okay.” Lin Jiu’s tone was rather reluctant.

At this moment, Jingzhi was eating with one hand, while Lin Jiu held the other hand tightly.

Jingzhi: "What? I won't run away."

Lin Jiu tucked her hair that hung in front of her behind her ears and shook his head gently to show that he would not let go.

Jingzhi sighed, but felt happy in her heart.

"Since you're so proactive today, I'll give you one point!"

Lin Jiu's mouth curled up slightly.

Jingzhi took another mouthful of the soft and sticky porridge and said doubtfully, "This porridge doesn't look like the one made by Jiale."

Lin Jiu's fingertips moved slightly, and he mustered up the courage to ask:

"...I made this, and the fish soup...is it delicious?"

Jingzhi was completely shocked.

She didn't expect that Lin Jiu, who was so famous and imposing in this life, would be willing to cook for her.

Seeing her slightly open mouth, stunned for a long time, Lin Jiu pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a wry smile:

"If it doesn't taste good, just take it away. I'll ask Qiu Sheng to make another one."

As he spoke, he put his hand on the edge of the bowl and was about to bring it in.

Suddenly, a soft hand gently rested on his wrist, "Delicious! I love it! Don't touch my rice! And my soup!"

She spoke very quickly, quickly moved the bowl back and hid it in her arms.

"……That's good."

She didn't even taste the porridge. As if she was afraid that Lin Jiu would snatch the food away from her, she gobbled it up and finished it all.

When it was time to drink the fish soup, he sipped it in small sips, and after just a few sips, it was almost finished.

Jingzhi looked at him eagerly: "Ajiu... there is too little soup."

Lin Jiu smiled as he watched her eat up everything he cooked, then reached out to feel the condition of her stomach.

"There's still a bowl of medicine. If you drink too much soup, you won't be able to take the medicine later."

Seeing her suddenly drooping her head, Lin Jiu gently tapped her head and said:

"I'll cook it for you again when we get back to the charity cemetery."

The next second, she threw herself into his arms, her face no longer showing any sadness, but full of joy, "Okay! Jiu, cook for me! I will also cook for Jiu, let's cook together!"

"Together" - these two words made Lin Jiu feel relieved. He smiled and said, "Okay."

Suddenly, he began to look forward to returning to the charity cemetery.

……

Jingzhi drank too much soup and got up in the middle of the night for the first time in a long time.

When she came back from the bathroom, she saw Lin Jiu's bright eyes in the darkness.

"Did I wake you?" she asked.

"No, I'm a light sleeper."

Jingzhi: I was woken up by her after all.

Tonight, she still slept in his arms. Seeing that he woke up, she was no longer cautious. She strode over, got into his bed, hugged his waist, and sighed with satisfaction.

"When I get back, I'll have to sleep alone. How pitiful."

Lin Jiu patted her shoulder gently and rubbed the top of her head. His heart was beating fast. "After I go back, I will prepare for the wedding as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, Jingzhi suddenly buried her face in the crook of his neck and nibbled it lightly. Just as she was about to tease him, she felt the change in his body.

She quickly rolled out of his bed and returned to her own quilt, saying shyly:

"it is good."

The old man is just as energetic as the young man.

He was suddenly the only one left in the bed, and it felt a little cold.

Lin Jiu couldn't hide his disappointment. As soon as he moved, he found something strange.

He gently touched his forehead, cursed himself, and then he pulled the quilt wider to cover up something, and said in a low voice:

"Go to sleep. I'll introduce you to my junior brother tomorrow."

Jingzhi: “…zzzz zzzz”

Lin Jiu burst out laughing when he heard her snoring due to a stuffy nose.

She fell asleep pretty quickly.

After teasing him, he ran away quickly.

It really is a civet cat...