Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Tingting said with determination: "If possible, I will definitely study until I am 80 years old."

She shook Jingzhi's arm again and said, "You are a girl, you have to learn too."

Jingzhi had no interest in makeup. She smiled awkwardly and was about to decline, but Qiu Sheng straightened up in shock:

"What?! You still want to teach her?"

As he spoke, he looked at Jingzhi with a look that said, "It's a pity that you're a future fallen girl." He shook his head and sighed from time to time, which made Jingzhi's fists clench.

By the way, why did she feel that the voice of this guy in front of her was a little familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before...

Qiu Sheng looked as if he didn't agree, and began to lean against the counter again, rolling his eyes at Tingting and saying:

"You'd better do it yourself and don't teach others bad things."

Jingzhi didn't want to offend the little girl. She glared at Qiu Sheng, then glanced at Tingting, who looked unhappy. She felt a little embarrassed.

"I don't think it's bad, I just... don't really like that."

Qiu Sheng: Well, he is still a cold-hearted person. God is merciful and he finally saved one person.

He quickly snatched the rouge box from Tingting's hand and said impatiently:

"I'm not doing your business today. You should go back across the street."

Just when the two were confused and wanted to look outside to see what he was talking about, the shop door was pushed open and a familiar person walked over, blocking their view.

"Hey! Wencai, how come you have time to come to my place?"

Before Jingzhi could speak, Qiu Sheng greeted Wencai first.

"You... know each other?"

"More than just knowing him, he's my senior brother!"

Wencai's eyes passed over Qiu Sheng and involuntarily fell on Tingting's face. Seeing her unhappy look, he immediately moved closer:

"Tingting, why are you angry? Jingzhi, what happened?"

Seeing that Wencai seemed to know these two people, Qiu Sheng's face changed instantly.

He quickly walked around the counter and whispered in Wencai's ear, "Do you know them?"

Wencai felt a little pain from Qiu Sheng's nervous pinch. He moved his shoulders uncomfortably and said honestly:

"The one wearing pink is Master Ren's daughter, Ren Tingting. The one wearing white is the girl Master took in last night—"

Before he finished speaking, Jingzhi glared at him and said, "Wencai!" She then secretly winked at Wencai and quietly pointed at Tingting beside her.

Wencai covered his mouth instantly and shook his head silently.

If Tingting knew that Jingzhi was a cat demon, she would jump three feet high.

Forget it, he didn't say anything anymore.

He shut up, but Tingting had something to say. She looked across curiously, and after seeing the sign clearly, she turned back with a puzzled look and asked, "What is Yihongyuan?"

"It's a prostitute—"

Wencai's mouth was tightly covered by Qiusheng. Qiusheng smiled awkwardly and said, "It's a restaurant."

Yi, Yihongyuan? !

After hearing these three words, Jingzhi could no longer fail to understand the change in his attitude.

It turned out that this brat actually mistook them both for prostitutes?

His eyes are similar to his master's.

Jingzhi gritted her teeth and was about to curse, but Tingting beside her saw the girl opposite stop a man on the street and walk into the building affectionately.

In a flash, she understood.

"Snapped!"

Qiu Sheng covered his swollen face and said helplessly, "Miss, I..."

Tingting put down her burning hands, her face flushed, she quickly said goodbye to Jingzhi, and rushed out with a cold face.

Seeing Jingzhi turning towards him, Qiu Sheng subconsciously covered the other side of his face and put his arm in front of him.

"Tsk, I won't hit you. Please ask clearly next time. This slap from her is a lesson for you."

After saying that, Jingzhi turned around and asked Wencai: "Where's your master? Haven't you finished talking yet?"

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and looked at the crowd coming and going outside the door.

At this time, Qiu Sheng tugged at Wencai's sleeve again and asked, "Who is she? You haven't told me yet."

At this moment, Jingzhi saw the upright figure appearing on the street, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly chased after him.

……

"Follow me for what?"

Lin Jiu frowned, his face full of helplessness.

She had just helped him secretly, which made him feel a little guilty. At this moment, he was too embarrassed to directly ask her to leave.

Jingzhi curled her lips and playfully imitated the way Lin Jiu walked, with her hands behind her back, striding forward.

As she walked, she imitated Erdi's previous gesture of flirting with her, threw a coquettish glance at Lin Jiu, and even pursed her throat and said to him tenderly:

"The road is not yours. I can go wherever I want."

"..."

Her voice was already a little hoarse from crying for so long last night, and the hoarseness in her voice made it sound even more weird and funny.

However, Lin Jiu was completely blank in terms of emotions, and this was the first time he was treated like this by a woman.

Therefore, even though Jingzhi's eyes and movements were awkward, he couldn't help but shiver.

I felt goosebumps all over my body, froze for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and quickly took two big steps to the side.

He no longer dared to look at Jingzhi, and then he quickened his pace and hurried towards Aunt Qiu Sheng's shop.

Before crossing the street, he saw his two apprentices fighting at the gate of Yihongyuan opposite the store. Wencai even imitated a chicken and slapped his arms twice.

Lin Jiu pinched his eyebrows, wondering if he hadn't slept well the previous night. At the moment, he just felt a severe headache. The actions of his two disciples were like adding fuel to the fire, causing the veins on his forehead to throb.

He walked quickly forward, slapped Wencai on the back of the head, grabbed his collar, and quickly walked away from this place of fireworks.

During this time, he kept his eyes on the ground, not daring to look at the girls in revealing clothes at the door.

Jingzhi, who had been following behind him, stared at his slightly red earlobe and chuckled to herself.

I can't help but sigh:

I'll use the same tactics you used against me in my past life to deal with you in my future life. This time... let's see what you'll do...

Oh, Feng Shui, this has turned into his own problem...