Ayin and Ayang sniffed the fragrance and crawled out of the lotus leaves, one by one, jumped onto Su Qingwan's knees: "Qingqing, I want to feed the porridge."

When Yin Jiu heard this, he was worth it. He threw Ayin and Ayang aside with a domineering spirit, just as they were left in Ji Jingyun's porridge bowl.

Ji Jingyun, who was splashed with rice porridge, was stunned: "..."

What did I do wrong to be treated like this?

Su Qingwan saw Ayin and Ayang drinking nearby in Ji Jingyun's bowl, and her mood was very complicated. How could she freeze her IQ after sleeping in winter?

Ye Wu was concentrating on feeding his little lady, her movements were gentle and meticulous, and she also wiped the corners of her mouth with a soft Juanpa from time to time.

This is a common move.

Yin Jiu followed suit and had a strong aura of showing love by losing nothing.

Su Qingwan was so amused and crying: "Master Jiu, you have to compete for a high or low point?"

"It's a must!" Yin Jiu didn't feel that his behavior was childish at all.

Su Qingwan experienced the feeling of being a disabled person once.

Even when she was sick before, Uncle Jiang had never taken care of her like this.

But Yin Jiu had to ask her thoughts after feeding her: "Does Xiaoxiao like it?"

Seeing Yin Jiu's enthusiasm, Su Qingwan felt a few gazes falling on her. She got up from the chair and wanted to hide, but Yin Jiu pulled her sleeve and refused to let her go, so she had to ask her answer.

"I like it, I like it very much."

Su Qingwan had no choice but to compromise with Yin Jiu.

I just felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't hate being taken care of like this.

Especially the one who is willing to treat her like this is Yin Jiu.

After drinking the porridge in Ji Jingyun's bowl, Ayin and Ayang woke up a little and lay down on the edge of the bowl. Seeing Yin Jiu feeding Su Qingwan, they also quarreled to ask Yin Jiu to feed him. If Yin Jiu didn't feed him, they would make trouble. No one would coax him.

Then Yin Jiu took a spoonful of rice porridge and poured it into Ji Jingyun's bowl. He happily staged a drama of porridge flooding snakes in Lezhai.

Ji Jingyun took another bowl of porridge that Bai Lu gave him. Compared to Jiu Ye, who forgot the old demon with a new love, she sighed that she was the most reliable brother who had been with many years.

Sun Yirou ate the meal calmly throughout the whole process, letting the wind and the grass move, I remained firm. This spirit was highly recognized by Ji Jingyun, and the younger generation was terrifying.

It’s still the little girl who has a conscience. Yu Heng has rarely appeared in Lezhai since Yu You'er’s incident, and he simply regards Yu You'er as his home.

At the same time, in a wealthy businessman surnamed Yue in Jiuzhou Imperial City, the young master who had been spending all night was blocked by his own father in the back door and preached: "How many times have you said don't go with those friends and friends? Look at you like this, ah? Is it embarrassing to lose! Nao Nao Nao Nao, you dare not stay at night now?"

The young master, who was still in shock, didn't listen at all.

He bypassed his own father who was chattering and ran all the way to the study.

Do you know that you have repented and went to study? Master Yue followed him with his beard.

When Master Yue came to the study, he saw that the study seemed to be a thief. The young master was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the study, and even the antique vase was broken.

Master Yue almost pulled his beard down after being excited.

"Look at it, I said I wouldn't let you drink wine, and I'll get drunk as soon as I come back!" Mr. Yue quickly asked someone to pull the young master and nagged, "Soon and evening my business will be ruined by you, an unfilial son! Oh, ancestors, please let it go, that is your mother's favorite celadon, don't fall it..."

But the young master stopped without stopping the servants.

The young master squatted down and took out a scroll from a corner of the bottom layer of the bookshelf. There was still a lot of dust on the scroll, as if no one had taken it out for a long time. He wiped off the dust on it, placed it on the table, bowed respectfully for three times before spreading the scroll with a serious look on his face and looking at the painting inside.

This is amazing.

In the red plum forest, a girl in white fur fur stood quietly on the path. She raised her hand in the snow with petals, as if she wanted to catch something. Her beautiful face was too cold, and she felt a kind of coldness that was as cold as snow.

There are some broken marks in the lower left corner of this painting, highlighting the traces of time.

The young master looked at the girl in the painting in shock.

The painting in black and white paper has been nearly a thousand years since then, but he met her in the Jiuzhou Imperial City just half an hour ago.

The young master was so scared that he sat on the chair. This was a painting passed down from generation to generation. He had seen it many times since he was a child, so he was sure that the person he met was the girl in the painting. But how could this be possible?

Unless this girl is a ghost, all this will be explained!

The young master hugged his head with a sad face: "Dad, what should I do? I'm hitting a ghost."

"Ghost? It's time for you to hit a ghost! Drunk ghost!" Master Yue walked over and slapped him in a furious manner. He started to drink crazy after he came back all night and shouted, "If you go out with those friends and you will almost become a ghost!"

The young master was ordered to go back to sober up and sleep. When he woke up, he was awakened by a nightmare. He wiped the cold sweat and got out of bed. The coldness brought by the contact between the soles of his feet and the cold floor made him tremble. But it was impossible not to go out and hang out. He did not want to be forced to come back and inherit the old man's heavy family business.

So the young master asked someone to invite a talisman to come back, and he carried it with him day and night to seek peace of mind. He found an empty room to offer it, and went to burn incense and worship every morning and evening, which was more concerned than treating the spiritual cards of his ancestors.

This move almost made Mr. Yue so angry that he was overwhelmed.

"Miss, you and I have no grudges in the past, and I don't know you either. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can go and fulfill your wishes. I am a coward, but I am actually very brave. Please don't come to me again."

Perhaps because of sincerity, he has no nightmares these days, and his days are calm, and the young master no longer hides in the house and does not go out. He even wonders if he really drank too much that day that he was so confused.

After all, the servant also said that he was a living person.

The young master changed into his newly made clothes with a refreshing look, and then asked his friends to go to Huajie Liuxiang to have fun together. Several of them made an appointment at a newly opened music shop. I heard that the singers in the new music shop are not only sweet, but also have a clear voice, which is very worth spending some money to appreciate.

There were many people in the song shop. The young master immediately asked for a private room when he stepped in, but the waiter smiled and told him that the private room was full.

At this time, there was another new guest, and someone immediately greeted him: "Miss, please feel free to stay in the private room."

The young master frowned when he heard this, and he asked the waiter: "What's wrong with your store? I didn't have a private room before her. Why did she have it when she came? It's said that the store is bullying customers. Why? Do you look down on me?"

"No, no, no, how can this be? You can see it at first sight, and everyone can see it." The waiter quickly explained, "This lady has already made an appointment for the seat and paid, so we keep it for her. Why don't you sit in the compartment and wait for the private room, and the younger one will change your room immediately. How do you think this is the case?"

The young master turned around and wanted to see who was more generous than him.

A girl in white clothes and a handsome tall man stood at the door. The girl seemed to be attracted by the noise here and was looking up at him at this moment.

Although the girl's hair bun is different from the one in the painting, her face and temperament are no different from the lady in the painting. The young master's eyes trembled involuntarily, and his arrogant arrogance was wiped out.

Feng Nishang said, "I don't have to listen to music in the private room today. It feels different when I sit in the private room occasionally. I'll give it to him."

This lady was specially ordered to entertain guests who were invited by her. Since she had spoken, the waiter dared not refuse. She was about to take the young master to the private room to take a seat. The young master took two steps back as if he had seen a living ancestor: "No, no, no, I think the room is good. I like to listen to music in the room!"

The young master said this sincerely, and he even took the initiative to find a seat in the lobby to sit down, sitting upright as if he was here to listen to and learn.

The waiter was shocked by his series of actions.

Seeing this, Feng Nishang did not mention it again, and said to the manager: "Lead the way."

When the manager went upstairs, he couldn't help but secretly glance at the young master downstairs.

This young man looked very clever, why couldn't he even hold a teacup? The tea was spilled onto his clothes, but unfortunately he was covered with expensive materials.

No one knew the complicated inner activities of the young master at this moment. He looked at the tea on his clothes helplessly. He was not strong enough. He was obviously scared and couldn't hold it! Who would tell him, how could he still see a ghost in broad daylight!

The ancestors are above, and bless him with peace and safety.

If he could do it again, he would listen to his father's words and stay at home to study and study. Even if he had to inherit tens of millions of property incompetently, he would accept it.

He will definitely watch the calendar carefully when he goes out next time!

The young master drank tea absent-mindedly and listened to a small song. He didn't know what tune the singer sang. Just as he was happy to escape from here in order to control his legs and stop trembling, the cruel reality gave him another fatal blow: "Young Master, my lady, please come to the private room to talk."

The young master smiled so hard that his expression was more distorted than crying. He followed Ye Wu upstairs in frustration. It seemed that the ancestors and ancestors had not heard his sincere prayer.

In the private room, Feng Nishang knocked on the table and asked, "How much do you know about me?"

The young master smiled awkwardly and politely: "That... I don't know anything. Could it be that you've made a mistake, Miss?"

"Oh? Is that right?" Feng Nishang sat on the chair and said slowly when the young master was relieved, "Your eyes tell me you are lying."

Young Master: “…”

Is it still time to dig out your eyes now?

"Master, Miss Xiaofeng is inside."

As the sound outside sounded, Ji Jingyun, dressed up in a colorful folding fan, walked in with a colorful folding fan. As the boss here, he obviously didn't have so many concerns. But he didn't expect that there were other people in the room besides Feng Nishang and Ye Wu. He quickly put the folding fan away and said, "Yeah, Nishang, new friend?"

Ji Jingyun sat on the chair in the house casually. If Master Jiu knew that Nishang had actively expanded the social circle of his peers, he would definitely be moved to tears.

"Hey, Xiao Nishang, who is your friend's name? Who is the person?"

After being dressed like this for a long time, Feng Nishang couldn't stand the stimulation of close distance for a while. She looked at the silly young master on the other side, and the other party was shocked and consciously answered Ji Jingyun's question.

"The more Zhiyun, my name is the more Zhiyun, a native of Jiuzhou Imperial City."

Ji Jingyun shook her golden sleeves: "Ni Shang, don't scare others."

Feng Nishang said expressionlessly: "Which eye did you see me scare him?"

"I saw both the left and right eyes." Ji Jingyun gently poked Feng Nishang's face with the handle of the fan, shook his head and sighed, "It turned into a small ice cube as soon as he went out. Back then, even if you were fighting with evil spirits, your expression was much cuter than now."

Feng Nishang stared at him with cold eyes: "If you make trouble again, you will chop your claws."

When he heard this, Yue Zhiyun shivered.

Dad, come and save your poor son!

Yue Zhiyun stood aside nervously. If the stubbornness in the end did not allow him to cry in front of outsiders, he would have chosen to cry to vent his anger. It was not that he didn't want to run away, but that when he had this idea, his legs and feet became sore.

Ji Jingyun sat in thought for a while and left, saying that he wanted to leave more time for young people to spend together. At that time, Yue Zhiyun wanted to grab Ji Jingyun's sleeve and knelt down and begged him to take him away from this depressing space.

He doesn't need to get along with that little girl who doesn't know whether she is a human or a ghost!
To be continued...