Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Don't be afraid of w——"

Just as Erdi reached out to take the half orange, the class owner rushed in.

When he noticed Jing, his eyes lit up surprisingly.

"Hey, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and leave! A big client is coming!"

As he spoke, he tugged at Jingzhi's sleeve and pulled her out. Jingzhi stumbled and only had time to put the peeled orange on the table.

"Eat it yourself, I'm going to M--!"

Before he could finish his words, the curtain partition was drawn down.

Erdi looked at the oranges on the table quietly without eating them.

Liang Zan came over with a smile:

"Brother Di? If you don't want to eat, give it to me!"

"Snapped!"

Another backflip and Zan fell to the ground.

He covered his face with a look of grievance, looked at Erdi who was slowly picking up the orange and said:

"Just kidding."

Erdi glanced at him coldly, picked up the clothes on the back of the chair with one hand, held the orange in the other hand and went into the locker room.

After entering, he hung his clothes on the bamboo curtain, but did not change immediately. Instead, he silently looked at the soft and round orange flesh.

For some reason, I don't want to eat it right away.

Later, he couldn't bear to eat it, and he didn't know where he hid it...

……

"Here, take it over. Then stand behind him and wait until the show is over. It'll take about half an hour. It'll be quick. Go ahead!"

The owner handed Jingzhi a tray of fruits and melon seeds, and pushed her through the side path.

When she raised her eyes, she saw the man sitting sideways watching the show not far away, with his two followers standing behind him, one on his left and one on his right.

Depend on!

Young Master!

Jingzhi turned around quickly and wanted to go back, but the troupe owner blocked the road and took out a penny from his pocket and tossed it up and down:

"Half a month's salary, if you don't want it I'll go call Azan."

"……go."

Damn, that guy is so rich, she is the one who needs help!

She glared at the boss, gritted her teeth, turned around, lowered her head, stared at the things on the tray, and slowly moved over.

The young master, whose name was Ni Fei, was watching the show when suddenly a figure appeared from the side.

He couldn't help but turn his head. Although she lowered her head, he recognized her at a glance.

He closed his paper fan, moved his butt, and was about to stand up, but felt it was a bit abrupt, so he sat down again.

An attendant frowned and looked at Jing Yi, who was a little sneaky. Then he leaned over to Ni Fei's ear and asked:

"Master, how about..." He made a gesture of cutting his neck.

Ni Fei was furious and slapped the guard back to the stage: "How dare you!"

Hearing the angry scolding, Jingzhi couldn't help but look up, but was caught off guard and met Ni Fei's eyes.

This time, Ni Fei was completely sure of the person who came. He was overjoyed and held the fan tightly in his hand. But he was afraid of scaring her, so he coughed, turned sideways and asked her softly:

"Why are you here?"

Jingzhi looked at each other and then quickly lowered his head, feeling hopeless.

God!

Why am I so curious? I guess I’ve been recognized!

At that moment, she wanted to slap herself hard in the face.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, raised her head and pretended to be indifferent. She glanced at him, walked over slowly, and then put the peanuts, melon seeds, oranges, etc. on the tray on the table for him one by one.

Then he stood in the empty seat where his guard had just stood and said calmly:

"Obviously, I'm a maid."

"..."

Ni Fei was speechless for a moment.

It was obvious what she was talking about.

Which maid would be as bold as her and dare to look him in the eye? Moreover, her demeanor was different from that of ordinary ladies, with a unique sense of freedom and unrestrainedness.

Maybe the moonlight that night was too beautiful.

Ni Fei felt that this was the first time he had seen something so... to his liking.

So he stopped watching the show and looked at Jingzhi with his head tilted to the side, staring straight ahead without blinking.

It's originally quiet and indifferent.

Just take a look, it won’t hurt you to take a look.

Erdi was not afraid even though so many people were watching her, so why should she be afraid?

However, everyone wants to come.

At this moment, Erdi came out with cloud steps and waving cloud sleeves.

He moved to the center of the stage, appeared with a bang, and looked straight at them.

At that moment, Jingzhi's heart sank.

Erdi's charming eyes dimmed instantly.

Although the play was going on, Jingzhi felt that every time he turned around and every time he faced them, an invisible pressure was coming at him.

"Old man, what's going on today? Why does this actress look a bit fierce to me?"

"None of your business."

"Oh, you don't know either."

"I really can't tell."

An old man looked at Erdi's dark face and overwhelming momentum, and he punched his palm.

It’s...Mi Yue.

……

Seeing that he was almost turning a white lotus into a black-faced Bao Gong, Jingzhi panicked.

So she coughed lightly.

Ni Fei was still watching.

She coughed again.

There was worry in Ni Fei's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

After all, too much concern at this time will seem frivolous and hypocritical.

She secretly rolled her eyes, tutted, and quickly used the tray to surround his gaze.

Erdi on the stage saw her actions, her brows relaxed slightly, and she turned around and sang a few lines.

As he moved, within ten seconds, he couldn't help but turn around again.

As soon as he took a closer look, his pupils shrank, and the captivating aura all over his body almost materialized.

Old Man: I was mistaken, it's not Mi Yue. It's... Wu Zetian!

……

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Jingzhi gritted his teeth and roared at Ni Fei in a low voice.

Ni Fei held the wrist that held the tray tightly.

At this moment, Ni Fei couldn't bear it any longer, he looked up at Jingzhi blankly:

"Don't be a maid anymore. In this life... I will redeem you, okay? I will help you regain your freedom."

Jingzhi was a little impatient.

It’s true... money is hard to earn, but shit is hard to eat.

Although Erdi was acting, she kept looking over at him. Her face was as black as a coal ball, and her right eyelid kept twitching.

"No, I just like being a maid."

"Let go." She said coldly but eagerly.

Ni Fei became even more excited.

She looks more like a fairy with a cold face.

So, he clenched his hands even tighter.

Jingzhi felt a pain, but seeing a few more onlookers looking at her, she didn't want to quarrel with him, so the two of them pulled each other's wrists and were stuck in place for a while.

……

Erdi on the stage secretly sped up and finished singing.

At this moment, although he was wearing women's clothes, his aura was three meters high. After getting out of the curtain on the side of the stage, he walked quickly towards the stands on the left.

The next second, Jingzhi's other wrist was grabbed.

"Let her go~" The melodious voice of opera came into my ears.

Ni Fei glanced at Erdi.

He got it.

"Is this your maid? I want to redeem her."

Jingzhi's face suddenly turned pale.

She closed her eyes tightly, unwilling to see this Shura-like scene.

Erdi frowned and glanced at her, then lowered her head to look at Jingzhi's wrist, which was red from being pulled by Ni Fei.

"Is that what you told him?!" Erdi inexplicably did not use her operatic voice, but returned to her deep male voice.

Ni Fei couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

You're so skinny and small, are you trying to snatch someone from him?

snort!

So he stood up silently.

Three pillars.

There were also two followers, one above and one below, who were eyeing her with eager eyes. Jingzhi understood that if she didn't do something, the troupe owner's opening show today would be a failure.

So she cleared her throat, pointed her finger at Erdi, and said seriously:

"He's my husband, and we already have three children. Just give up on this idea."

Ni Fei was shocked: "I, I don't believe it!"

Jingzhi rolled her eyes secretly, put her fingers together and said seriously:

"I can swear that if I tell a lie, I will be struck by five thunders—"

"do not talk!"

Ni Fei looked at Erdi, who also had a look of shock on her face, but also a hint of shame on her face.

He realized it again.

She is lying.

His eyes were filled with unconcealable disappointment:

"You don't have to lie to me. If you don't want to, forget it. I won't force you."

He slowly let go of Jingzhi, and before the show was over, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket, put it on the table, and walked away with a look of loss on his face.

Instead, the two followers exchanged glances secretly, then looked at her with complicated eyes, and then caught up with their master and walked out together.

"Hey hey hey, I haven't even gotten my tip yet, Erdi, where are you taking me?!"