Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 339 I Want to Attack the Sky

She always felt uncomfortable getting close to Zhu Jiu in front of the thatched cottage.

"That's enough." She gritted her teeth and pulled her hand back from Zhu Jiu's grasp. "I haven't forgiven you yet. In my past life, you let me go without discussing it with me. I'm angry."

Bringing up old grievances with him at this time made Zhu Jiu feel guilty and wronged at the same time.

His eyes glanced at the thatched cottage next to him.

It must be because of him.

Jingzhi: "Caolu, let's go."

Zhu Jiu clenched his fists.

He knew it.

The belt was suddenly loosened, and Caolu breathed a sigh of relief.

He smoothed his belt with his hand, picked up the sword, and stood up.

As if to prove his innocence, he clasped his hands together towards her and nodded slightly, "I'm not very familiar with this place, so I'm sorry to trouble you again."

She called him "Ninth Brother", and Caolu couldn't remember who the comb belonged to. He was really mentally retarded.

Since you have no intention of being with her, it’s better to avoid suspicion yourself.

As soon as he said this, Jingzhi felt that the relationship that had been relaxed all night seemed to be brought back to the starting point.

While she was sad, she didn't want to make Zhu Jiu sad.

She just said that she was angry with Zhu Jiu, but in fact she was just feeling sorry for him.

Under this situation, she no longer dared to secretly test the thatched cottage.

Jingzhi: "Brother Jiu, let's not talk about this for now. Please drive us."

"...Jingzhi, I will be sad too, remember this." Zhu Jiu said in a low voice.

Jingzhi withdrew his gaze from the thatched cottage, slowly lowered his head and stared at his toes, "Sorry, then we can take a taxi..."

"I don't want an apology, you know."

"Do you know why I changed my name to Lin Feng?" He gently touched the back of her head and smiled softly.

Jingzhi didn't dare to fart and wished she could bury her head in a hole in the ground.

Why did she ask that question just now?

regret.

"I'm jealous that he met you before me."

"Now, too, I envy him."

"Can you please just focus on me?"

"After a lifetime, don't you like me anymore?"

She suddenly looked up and said, "No, I like yours."

"Okay." The hand that was touching her head moved down and gently took her left hand, glancing at the thatched cottage lightly, "You can go now."

Caolu had never wanted to roll his eyes so much.

Is this jealousy?

Isn't this a roundabout way to make Miss Lin feel sorry for him?

This man is as secretive as a sieve.

He glanced sideways to glance at Jingzhi, inexplicably wanting to see her expression.

Before he could see anything, a fist hit Cao Lu in the face.

Jingzhi screamed and tried to stop him, but Zhu Jiu grabbed her left hand and threw her hard behind him.

"I'm not happy. If you like me, don't stop me."

The thatched cottage is not an easy place to live.

The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

No one can beat anyone.

Cao Lu retreated step by step. He only blocked and did not counterattack. He didn't even draw his sword.

In the end, he was forced to fall backward and fell directly from the second-floor railing.

A whip was swung out with a crackling sound and tightly wrapped around his waist.

The thatched cottage was suspended in the air, staring blankly at Jingzhi who had thrown herself to the railing, and suddenly chuckled.

"Put me down, I shouldn't be here... I can find my own apprentice."

She pursed her lips stubbornly, feeling a throbbing pain in her temples.

Jingzhi suddenly turned around and looked at Zhu Jiu who had knocked Caolu away. He sighed and said softly:

"Wait until I come back, okay?"

“I don’t want to be a person who doesn’t keep his word.”

"I'll explain it to you."

Zhu Jiu took a step forward, but was forced back by her gaze.

He refused to give in, and looked at Jingzhi with eyes full of grievance:

“He wore my clothes, drank my milk, and… entered your villa.

Anyway, if you go out with him alone, you are not allowed to touch him, kiss him, or hold his hand."

The whip in her hand suddenly lost its pulling power. She looked down and saw that Cao Lu had already untied himself and was slowly walking towards the entrance door.

He lowered his head and faced her sideways. His medium-length hair was a little messy after a fight, and it also blocked his expression.

Jingzhi bit her lower lip, turned around and whispered:

"Just looking for two people, why would I touch him?"

The person downstairs paused for a moment, was stunned for only a second, then opened the door with a stern face and walked outside.

As soon as he left the room, Zhu Jiu quickly stepped forward and hugged Jingzhi tightly from behind.

"We are married, Jingjing."

"You can't be attracted to other people."

"I didn't, he is..." Jingzhi blurted out the truth and suddenly lost his voice.

Jingzhi gritted his teeth and looked up.

"If you have the guts, then kill me!!"

"I don't believe I can't say it today!"

Jingzhi quickly walked to the edge of the corridor, opened the window, and shouted outside the courtyard:

"Cao Lu, come in for a moment. I have something to tell you!"

Caolu raised his head and looked at the face that was angry but still gentle to him, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"I understand your difficulties. I'll just leave."

Jingzhi frowned, wishing he could blow a hole in the sky and pull out Tiandao to give him a good beating.

"I am still not your benefactor. After that, let's set off."

The thatched cottage was still, and Jingzhi's eyes gradually dimmed.

"Come back." She softened her tone, with pleading in her eyes.

Cao Lu paused for a moment, then finally softened his tone:

"……it is good."