Chen Fu did what he said and immediately went back to the room to pack up his things.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or someone deliberately did it on the way, but I happened to meet the saint.

She seems to prefer blue, long skirt and gold hairpin, the wild beauty of unworthy martial arts women, dignified and elegant.

"Yo, Miss Zhao is still staying in Qinzhuang."

The saint smiled and said, "I was attacked by Qinzhuang a few days ago. When I helped, I was injured. The old owner was dissatisfied with me and asked me to recover my wounds before leaving."

Chen Fu looked distressed: "Miss Zhao, don't leave any wounds."

The Saint hesitated for a moment: "I don't know if there is anything I should say or not."

Chen Fu: "Then stop talking."

The saint's eyes were gloomy for a moment. In the past, no matter in the palace or in the world, she met polite people. Whether it was because of her identity or appearance, the man always felt naturally kind when he saw her.

An unreasonable person like Chen Fu is rare in the real world.

"It's better to remind Mr. Chen. The people involved in the assassination use "Flying Bird Song".

When talking, the saint stared at Chen Fu, not wanting to miss any expression on his face.

However, the result was destined to disappoint her.

Chen Fu just raised his eyebrows, "That person must be as good as me."

The saint did not see any force, as if he was as calm as he showed on his face.

"Mr. Chen is a wise man. If something happens, what do you think of the old owner?" The Saint: "Now, only by cooperating with me is the way out."

"Will Miss Zhao choose which one to be a pet?"

The saint could not stand his nonsense and replied patiently: "Of course it's a cat."

Chen Fu smiled and said, "I think so too. A claw that is scratched by a cat is at most a broken piece of skin. If you bite a tiger, you will be unable to save your life."

The saint was angered: "Young Master, don't want to toast and not eat the punishment."

Chen Fu walked forward, and a lazy voice came intermittently: "Miss Zhao is a beauty. For the sake of her good looks, I would like to remind the girl below, don't think that everyone is as fooled as the girl thinks."

The old owner of the manor lost his beloved son and was depressed until now. What about Xie Ming?

Both parents died and he suffered from cold poison. The hatred in his heart could not be filled with time.

But since we met, Xie Ming gave Chen Fu the feeling that he was an image of a noble young man who was easy to compromise and difficult to support.

Such a person is either really incapable or a poisonous snake lurking in the dark. He will bite the enemy with the right time.

When I came to the room, I found that there was nothing to clean except for changing clothes and beds.

In the eyes of the disciples of Qinzhuang, Chen Fu's quilt on his head, hugged the pillow, like a penguin, wandering towards Xiao Ran's room.

I knocked on the door twice, but no one responded.

I broke through and found that the door was locked.

Chen Fu looked around and threw the bedding through the window. When the person was about to enter, the window was closed without any mercy.

I had no choice but to choose the main entrance again.

"Xiao Xiao, you can't be as ruthless as you."

Let him say all the good things, there was no sign of opening the door.

He turned his eyes and left.

Xiao Ran, who was meditating in the room, slowly opened his eyes, sneered, and calmed down again.

"Where is the evening, I am flowing in the boat.

When will I be able to ship with the prince today?”

The melodious song sounded, and the person playing the piano was not sincere, it sounded very pretentious, but the singing voice was still affectionate and infinite:

"There are trees on the mountain and branches on the mountain. I am happy to you and know not."

Xiao Ran opened the window, and the person outside the door casually used a bamboo hairpin and a white guqin, with deep affection.

Xie Ming happened to pass by and looked for Xiao Ran for something, and saw the scene of the two people 'feeling of love'.

"This, this is..."

Chen Fu nodded: "That's right, it's what you see."

Xie Ming: "You..."

Chen Fu: "That's right, it's what you imagined."

"Come in!" Xiao Ran finally couldn't help but ask him to continue talking, but he didn't know what shocking words would be said.

He worked hard to lay the mattress on the ground, walked to the window, and sincerely said to Xie Ming, who was still standing outside in a messy manner: "Are you going together?"

Xie Ming waved his hand: "You guys keep going, I won't disturb you."

Chen Fu looked regretful.

Xiao Ran: "Satisfied?"

Chen Fu: "Satisfied."

Xiao Ran rubbed his eyebrows and said solemnly for the first time: "Chen Fu, let's talk."

Chen Fu: "I have just played the piano, and now it's time to say love."

“…”

What should I do if I still want to stab him to death with one sword?

After trying the floor, I thought it was good. Chen Fu changed his face in one second and looked serious: "I'm also trying to protect myself."

Xiao Ran; "Your strength, self-protection is not a problem."

Chen Fu shook his head: "This is a bad word, it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and arrows."

A successful customer service will never joke about his life.

"The people of Qinzhuang are afraid of your title of "Da Demon Xiao". If I live with you, there will be more security."

Xie Ming left and returned outside the house, knocked on the door: "I forgot to tell you that a few days will be Xie's birthday, and I will host a banquet for heroes in the world."

Chen Fu left and opened the door: "Why did Mr. Xie suddenly feel in the mood to hold a birthday party?"

Xie Ming smiled bitterly: "It's my grandfather's intention. He personally wrote invitation letters to several families, saying that he hoped that the other party could bring the children in the family and give young people a chance to get to know each other."

Chen Fu said: "Blind date banquet?"

Xie Ming did not deny it, and said helplessly: "The villa is coming to many guests. If Mr. Chen is sure to live here, I will even the room for others."

Chen Fu agreed very readily.

Xiao Ran came over and said, "Actually, you don't have to come here in person."

Xie Ming also knew that he was the owner of Qinzhuang after all, but after thinking about it carefully, it would be better to tell Shen Fu personally, if the latter really cares about him because of such a small matter—

Thinking about the tens of thousands of taels of silver spent around, Xie Ming was a headache.

"You are wrong. The owner of the village is to remind us both."

What to remind you?

Not only Xiao Ran, but Xie Ming looked over curiously.

Chen Fu: "Prepare the gift."

Xie Ming's eyelids twitched: "Young Master Chen misunderstood."

Chen Fu waved his hand: "We will prepare gifts, and we will definitely give the owner a surprise."

No, a leaf is OK, don't be surprised.

Xie Ming shook his head, preparing to correct him not just for birthday gifts.

However, the door was already closed while he was thinking about it.

Looking at the closed door, Xie Ming sighed, wondering how the leader dealt with this person on weekdays.

Seeing Chen Fu swaying around with the cup, a few drops of water were about to sway to the ground, and there was no intention of drinking it.

Xiao Ran bounced his fingers in that direction, and the water droplets exploded in the air and turned into water mist without dripping on the ground.

Chen Fu responded and turned his face sideways: "Do you really believe that holding a birthday party is what the old owner means?"

Xiao Ran: "So what if it's not."

Chen Fu finally let go of the tortured cup in his hand and looked in the direction where the saint lived: "Although I don't know what Xie Ming wants to do, someone seems to be in trouble."

Xiao Ran didn't respond, looking indifferent.

Chen Fu: "It's getting late, let's go to bed."

Xiao Ran glanced at him: "It's not dark yet."

Chen Fu: "Then we..."
To be continued...