Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

If he had never seen it with his own eyes, Gong Jiu must have never imagined what Chu Cichao's home would be like.

Chu Cichao was frank and low-key, and never once said a single word about his family's situation, and it was for this reason that when Gong Jiu and Zhu Yijun saw Chu Cichao's home, they were slightly taken aback.

Although the villa located in the suburbs does not look magnificent, it is still a generous family, and it looks full of style at first glance.

And this place is like the people from the Chu Ci Dynasty, there is no sense of luxury, the outside is antique decoration, and the inside is the same, interpreting the Tang style to the extreme.

"Good place." Rao Gong Jiu, who is so picky, couldn't help but praise.

There are too many things here, he and Zhu Yijun have never seen them at all, but they can also see the master's taste.

"This way, please," Chu Cichao glanced at Zhu Yijun, thinking about his illness, and simply nodded, "You can follow me to the study first. Grandpa should be there."

Gong Jiu raised an eyebrow.

Chu Cichao had nothing to do with it: "Go to see grandpa together?"

"...Okay." Gong Jiu hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.

He doesn't mind the eyes of the world, but he can't help but mind the people in this family, because they are relatives of Chu Cichao and the closest people in Chu Cichao's life.

In any case, he still hopes to get the approval of his family.

The group followed Chu Cichao through the long stairs to the study on the third floor.

The study room is furnished in an antique style, and most of the furniture is made of solid wood, which looks simple but not outdated.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Chu Cichao gently knocked on the door and said, looking at the person reading on the chair not far away.

The hands of the people reading the book trembled slightly, almost unable to hold the book in their hands.It has to be said that Qi Mingyuan's heart sank slightly the moment he saw his trembling hands, and he was a little worried whether such an old Chinese doctor could still cure Zhu Yijun's illness.

The man turned his head, then pointed at Gong Jiu tremblingly and asked, "Are you back?"

Gong Jiu: "..." He turned his head and glanced at Chu Cichao, and then replied with a firm expression, "Grandpa, I'm back."

Chu Ci went to Moran, and in the end he didn't say anything, he just stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the center of his brow, with a slightly doting smile on his face.

Obviously, Zhu Yijun and Qi Mingyuan had different meanings in the eyes of Zhu Yijun and Qi Mingyuan when this series of actions settled down.Qi Mingyuan understands better than anyone else, and at this moment, he is no better than the other side.

If it was in ancient times, they could not mind the eyes of the world, but here, they have their own family members, and no one does not mind their family's evaluation of their lover, especially a dutiful son like Chu Cichao.

It was precisely because of this that when Qi Mingyuan realized that Chu Cichao didn't mind Gong Jiu's change of words at all, he was slightly taken aback.

"Come here... come here." The old man waved his hand forward, signaling Gong Jiu to come closer.

This time Gong Jiu still hesitated, he touched Chu Cichao's finger slightly imperceptibly, and then retracted gently.

Chu Ci smiled at Wen Wen, shook his hand lightly, and then walked forward: "Grandpa, these are my friends, Qi Mingyuan, Zhu Yijun."

For the first time, Gong Jiu felt her heart was in her throat, and then she heard Chu Ci turned her head, took a deep look at him, and said word by word in an absolutely firm and gentle voice: "This He is my most important person, Gong Jiu."

Gong Jiu's heart seemed to float up in an instant, and there was no place to settle down at all.

Chu Cichao didn't seem to notice it, he just nodded lightly, and then looked at the silent grandfather in front of him.

For the first time, when seeing Chu Cichao's back, Gong Jiu restrained the urge to go forward to accompany him.

This is Chu Cichao's home, and Chu Cichao needs to give his family an explanation.

"The most important person?" The old man read slowly, this time he turned his gaze to Gong Jiu who was not far away, he narrowed his eyes for a long time, and finally said calmly: "The most important person..."

Gong Jiu felt that he was getting impatient, but unfortunately this time he had nowhere to escape, so he could only wait here, waiting for a result.

The old man waved his hand as if intending to turn the sentence over completely. He looked at Qi Mingyuan and Zhu Yijun, and stretched out his hand for the last time: "You don't have a long life."

Qi Mingyuan looked at the direction of the old man's fingers, and his face turned blue instantly.

He has seen so many Chinese medicine practitioners, and they all say that the doctors are benevolent. How can anyone talk like this just after meeting?

The most important thing is that this person is still the grandfather of Chu Cichao, an absolutely first-class old Chinese doctor in City A today, not to mention City A, I am afraid that I have searched the whole of Greater China, and I can't find anyone who is more daring to challenge Hades than the one in front of me that's it.

Zhu Yijun's expression remained unchanged, he smiled and bowed, "I hope the old man will save you."

"Since Grandpa opened his mouth, there must be a way," Chu Cichao's voice was gentle, as if reassuring, "Don't worry."

"Thank you, old sir." Qi Mingyuan pulled Zhu Yijun and bowed his head to salute, but he was not without guilt in his heart.

Fortunately, Chu Cichao didn't take it seriously, and left Zhu Yijun and Qi Mingyuan in the study to check the pulse, while he himself took Gong Jiu, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Gong Jiu's hair: "Thank you for your hard work."

Gong Jiu's words were instantly choked in his throat, he couldn't get up and down, and lost his substance.

Chu Ci smiled slightly: "Let me show you around? Where do you want to go?"

Gong Jiu didn't have the slightest sense that he was a guest in someone else's house. He looked at Chu Cichao's gentle appearance, and simply shook his finger: "The bedroom."

Chu Cichao calmly turned around and walked out, but was stopped by Gong Jiuyi as expected: "I'm so tired."

There was a bit of aggrieved look in his eyes, it was the first time he was subdued.

It has to be said that Gong Jiu's tricks are really too ruthless, because Chu Cichao is not afraid of anything, what he is afraid of is that others will be subdued.

As soon as the person who cared was pitiful, Chu Ci's heart softened immediately.

Trying to ignore the flash of light in Gong Jiu's eyes, Chu Ci said to himself, "Let's go."

Gong Jiu smiled slightly, the smile was a bit wanton and lazy, one hand was hidden in the wide sleeve and gently pulled Chu Cichao's fingers, and when Chu Cichao turned his head, he immediately showed a pitiful expression , won the true biography of Guo Qingtian.

In the end, Chu Cichao lost his temper due to the quarrel, so he had no choice but to let the man follow him to the door of the bedroom step by step.

The moment the door was opened, Chu Ci slightly turned his hand, and accurately slapped Gong Jiu with a double lotus.

It has to be said that if this kind of trick is normal, it may not have any effect at all. Unfortunately, at this moment, Gong Jiu's mind is full of the person in front of him, so that the action is a bit slow, and Chu Cichao immediately turns back.

He kept the movement of about to throw Chu Cichao down, and stopped.

Poor, extremely embarrassed.

Chu Cichao smiled slightly, and reached out to catch the person who was about to fall: "Here, can I take you to have a rest?"

Gong Jiu pointed to his mouth.

Chu Cichao laughed, and simply hugged him in his arms, dragging him to the big bed.

Gong Jiu is not heavy, but it is not an easy task for an adult man to pull up an adult man who is stronger than himself. When Chu Cichao put him down on the bed, he only felt a little——

Do not live by sin.

Gong Jiu, however, suddenly regained his energy. He gently turned over and sat up: "Ci Chao..."

Chu Cichao was slightly startled when he was pushed down on the couch: "You..."

"I'm fine." Gong Jiu was very calm.

In fact, the effect of Furong Bingdi on people is not strong, but it is a pity that Chu Cichao forgot it in a moment of anxiety.

"Is your room good at soundproofing?" Gong Jiu smiled slightly, and gently opened Chu Cichao's skirt with one hand.

This place is different from the ancient times, zippered clothes are too easy, Gong Jiu flicked them lightly, and after a while, the person in front of him was naked from the upper body, revealing white and strong muscles.

Chu Ci turned his head helplessly: "No."

"Why?" Gong Jiu looked at the person in front of him with a smile in his eyes at first, then slowly lost the look in his eyes, and finally sighed silently: "I'm sorry."

Perhaps his expression was so unfamiliar that Chu Cichao was slightly taken aback, and finally he couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to fiddle with Gong Jiu's hair: "What's wrong with you?"

"...I'm fine." Gong Jiu turned to the beginning.

Then did Chu Cichao send himself to the door?

That must not be possible.

Because Chu Cichao was determined not to make the same mistake a second time, so he nodded very calmly and said: "I haven't eaten these days, you should be hungry, wait until I go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat."

Gong Jiu looked at Chu Cichao who got out of bed and put on his clothes and went out, his heart almost burst into flames.

eat...eat...

What this king wants to eat most is you!

Especially eating on this soft bed, just thinking about it makes it perfect!

Unfortunately, in just a moment, Chu Cichao had already returned with a cart.

When he came back, he saw Gong Jiu who was dressed in a light sleeper on the bed. Gong Jiu's eyelashes were so thick that they cast a slight shadow. A bit wanton and uninhibited.

Chu Cichao gave a low laugh, and was dragged up just as he was about to move, and then the delicate but gentle kiss landed on Chu Cichao's ear little by little, with Gong Jiu's light smile on his side : "Successful."

"...This time...Chu will let you." However, Chu Cichao's voice did not continue after all, because the next second he was thrown on the bed, swallowed ten thousand times a thousand times.

However, in just one week, everyone bid farewell to this world again, and Qiqi returned to the time-traveling game.

Nanyun and Yaya looked at each other reluctantly for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that they must come back here and get married when they grow up in the future!

Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang looked at each other, and finally finished drinking a bottle of red wine with his head raised.

Li Yichen and Ye Feng were hugging their mustaches, thinking about going back to give their family Ah Chen a seed.

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng discussed the time to face swords when they went back with a calm look that no one could understand.

As for the others, Guo Qingtian was still having a headache explaining to Sikong Zhaixing the question of what constitutes a good citizen, while thinking about how to pay for the pile of things that were brought back.

Lu Yao and Qu Jing were playing with the cat at the Headquarters of the Crossing Bureau, enjoying themselves.

Qi Mingyuan and Zhu Yijun sincerely thanked Chu Cichao and Gong Jiu, this time the residual poison was completely cleared, and there would be no future troubles.

In the end, they traveled back and forth, as if that day came without warning.

The director of the crossing bureau heaved a sigh of relief, propping himself up on the table to pant for a long time, the mother finally sent these scourges away.

There was a clatter, and something seemed to have fallen on the table...

The director glanced at it, and found that the entire table was piled up with shiny golden things, and there was a small note on the top——

Report to the officer, for things like robbing the rich and helping the poor, we are responsible for robbing the rich, but you are responsible for helping the poor?

Yours sincerely.

"What's wrong with you, Chief?! Are you okay?"

End.

The author has something to say: Poor bureau chief full of loot...sigh...

This article is officially over. Thank you for your support along the way. I also feel sincerely happy to meet you. Although it is strange, I really appreciate everyone’s company for half a year.

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