Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi, who had laughed enough, walked out from behind him.

"No need to explain, I understand. My house is very big, there's more than enough space for two more of them to live here."

Xigui turned his head and said, "You are the woman who hugged my master and cried at that time!"

Ma Shangfeng was dazzled by her beauty and stared at her in a daze.

Caolu was a little displeased. He grabbed Jingzhi's hand and turned to walk towards the police car parked on the side of the road.

"Still not following?"

"Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Ma Shangfeng immediately caught up. Xigui was short and walked slowly, but in order to see clearly the hands of his master and the woman shaking hands, he ran.

It's only been a few days since we last met, is he about to have a mistress?

He thought his master would hold onto that sword for the rest of his life...

In order to prevent the frightened Gigi from getting scared, Ma Shangfeng and Xigui got into Jingzhi's car.

Caolu threw the painted portrait into Zhu Jiu's arms, then quickly walked to the car in front and sat in the passenger seat of Jingzhi's car.

Zhu Jiu looked at the crowded car in front of him and almost crushed the paper in his hand.

"That's him, Mr. Officer."

Gigi reached out from the back seat and pointed at the portrait.

Forget it, let’s get down to business.

Zhu Jiu took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the Supervision Office directly...

As soon as Xigui and Ma Shangfeng got on the back seat, they looked here and touched there.

As Jingzhi started the car, the two were startled, their backs pressed against the seats, and they frantically grabbed the door handles on their heads.

Jingzhi glanced at the rearview mirror and chuckled: "Oh, don't be afraid, I'll drive slowly."

Xigui looked at the slowly moving car, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at Jingzhi.

"Master's wife, you also know magic?"

"what??"

Is the master's wife calling her?

Jingzhi couldn't control the corners of her mouth, her eyes curved in a smile, and she stole a glance at the thatched cottage beside her.

But she saw him peeking at her with a red face.

Their eyes met, and he immediately looked away, looking out the window. He coughed twice, and lowered his voice to scold his apprentice:

"No, don't call her that. Her last name is Lin, and her given name is Jingzhi. You can just call her Miss Lin."

The turtle's agile eyes rolled around, and instead of calling Miss Lin, he called out to his future master's wife.

He chattered all the way and asked Jingzhi many questions.

When Caolu saw that she didn't refute, his face turned even redder, and he didn't know where to look with his uneasy eyes.

Ma Shangfeng said nothing, but his stomach growled even louder.

After being hungry for a long time and riding in the car, he felt like he was about to vomit.

However, his stomach was empty and he couldn't even spit out a mouthful of acid. His body tilted and he lay on the glass window, letting the slightly vibrating glass hit the back of his head and make a clanging sound.

Xigui slapped him on the chest, "You are not right, didn't you just eat the master's carrier pigeon? You can't stand it anymore?"

Ma Shangfeng rolled his eyes at him helplessly, "You still say that the one called Hua Duo only brought us two bowls of noodles and chicken legs, and you ate them all by yourself, so of course you're not hungry."

"Besides, how much meat can a pigeon have? I carried you all the way here. If I hadn't had the strength now, I would have beaten you up."

The little tortoise climbed onto the back of the chair in the thatched cottage, and the wicked man complained first:

"Master, look at him. He's threatening to beat me up!"

"You." A sword handle gently knocked against Xigui's forehead. "Since he also calls me Master, he is your junior brother. What's the big deal about bullying your junior brother?"

"I understand everything. When we get back later, you'll have to stand in the corner as punishment."

Xigui sat back in his seat with his hands covering his forehead, and silently waved his fist at Ma Shangfeng.

Caolu: "Add one hour."

Thin Turtle: "Ah? I was wrong, Master. I'm actually very hungry too. I've been here for so long and I've only had one meal."

Jingzhi watched their bickering with amusement, somewhat imagining the daily interactions between Lin Jiu, Wencai and Qiu Sheng as master and disciple.

"A Zheng, it's not too late to punish me after you've eaten your fill."

"He's still a minor in this place. This is the time of growth. He won't grow taller if he doesn't eat."

Ah Zheng?

The master even told her his real name?

You must know that scholars should not let others know their real names or birth dates, so as to avoid being used by bad people to do evil.

It seems that the future master's wife can't escape this time.

So after removing the two names, he started calling her "Master's Wife" again.

Every time Jingzhi responded, she would glance at Cao Lu's flushed face with a half-smile.

The car slowly stopped, and when he turned his head to unbuckle his seat belt, she stretched her head out, made a "mua" sound, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Xigui covered her mouth and laughed secretly. Ma Shangfeng sat up in shock from his dying illness and stretched out his hand to her, "Master's wife, food..."

Jingzhi looked at Caolu, whose face flushed red and covered the corner of his mouth, his pupils trembling, in a good mood. She gently raised his left hand, put it close to his mouth, looked directly into his eyes, and whispered:

"no."

Ma Shangfeng: "No food?"

Jingzhi: "Hahaha, there's food! Get out of the car, I'll cook for you!"

As soon as they got out of the car, Zhu Jiu saw the two kissing and hurried over, grabbed Jingzhi and took her into the house.

All the way through the living room, corridor, and straight to the bathroom at the corner.

"Why did you kiss him? In front of his apprentice."

Jingzhi raised her eyebrows slightly, "So...what do you want to do by pulling me here?"

He closed his eyes and waited, "I don't care. Whatever he has, I want to have too."

"Good good."

It is not easy to keep things level.

As she got closer, Zhu Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, took out a mouthwash cup filled with water and handed it to her, "Rinse your mouth."

Jingzhi: "...Do you dislike him so much?"

Zhu Jiu insisted: "Rinse your mouth."

The cup was placed directly against her lips, and the slightly shaking water surface moistened her lips, making her lips look even redder.

Zhu Jiu's eyes gradually darkened, and the cup tilted more and more.

Jingzhi sighed softly, took the cup, rinsed his mouth, and complained:

"Just now, when we kissed for the first time at home, I kissed you first and then him." She leaned close to his ear and whispered softly: "He didn't even dislike you."

He took the cup and put it down with a click. The sound of Ma Shangfeng falling to the ground was heard outside.

Jingzhi's outstretched hand was pinched and placed behind his waist, her lips were captured, and her whole body was hugged so tightly that it seemed as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.

An ambiguous voice sounded in the empty bathroom, while outside, Xigui's noisy voice of questioning could be heard.

"Master, Master's wife's family is really big. Is she a landlord?"

"Where did she go?"

"Master, can I go out and play on that thing?" He pointed to the water slide.

Cao Lu rolled his eyes and waved absentmindedly at him, "Take off your silver armor before you go, or you might scratch someone else's things."

Jingzhi was not there for the time being, so he asked Gigi to sit in the living room for a while, and handed Ma Shangfeng two bottles of milk to fill his stomach, then rushed into the corridor in a hurry.

Jingzhi, who was completely limp and being pressed against the wall and kissed, was suddenly pulled out of Zhu Jiu's arms, spun around, and fell into the palm of another man's hand.

As soon as he screamed, all the sounds were sealed in his mouth.

Facing the awkward Caolu, she turned around, leaned Caolu against the wall, and kissed him actively.

Being active and being passive have very different meanings.

Zhu Jiu was so angry that he started to bite her neck and ears in an attempt to attract her attention.

But the sloppy puppy is so delicious.

She gently moved his clenched teeth and pressed her warm palm against his chest, as if sensing his rapid heartbeat.

The other playful hand reached up and gently pinched his hot earlobe.

"A Zheng, just give me a kiss and I'll let you out, okay?"

Cao Lu closed his eyes tightly, his eyeballs sliding nervously under his eyelids, and he stammered:

"Yes, I kissed you."

The hand that was pinching his earlobe followed his jawline, grabbed a small tuft of beard on his chin, and pulled it down slightly.

She hinted at something, and reminded him in a hoarse voice:

"Jingzhi... I want more depth. We only kissed for two seconds last time."

Cao Lu was so panicked that his palms were sweating, his nails were digging into the door panel, and his thighs were tense. His eyes moved from her affectionate eyes to the pair of eyes behind her that were about to burst into flames, and suddenly stopped.

Then he nodded gently and said, "Please hurry up, Miss Huang is still waiting outside."

As the snake explored and searched, she sighed softly and mumbled:

"Why are you always so polite to me?"

"Ajiu is almost tearing me apart and eating me..."

"Jingjing!" Zhu Jiu called out unhappily, and suddenly tore open her collar a little. Like a tiger, he bit half of her shoulder, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her.

She hissed, and the redness at the corners of her eyes added a touch of charm. She withdrew the snake with some resentment, turned her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Ajiu, it will hurt."

"Does it still hurt?" Zhu Jiu opened his mouth, blew gently on the red tooth marks, and kissed him again, "It hurts me too."

"Where does it hurt?"

“I feel bad.”

Jingzhi: "…………Let's go out."

His words were so sour that she couldn't respond.

Moreover, Cao Lu was almost cooked by her, and his whole body turned completely red, like a cooked shrimp.

It was rare for the two men to agree.

Before leaving, Jingzhi turned back and said to Zhu Jiu: "Look, he doesn't dislike you."

Zhu Jiu snorted and said stubbornly:

“Older people tend to be more tolerant.”

Moreover, Caolu was quite reserved at first and didn't dare to ask for a deep kiss at this time.

After taking one look at him, he agreed to her request. He thought the old man was clearly provoking him.