Yu Keqing tried her best to support someone's body that was about to be pressed down, "Can you tell me first, where is that gentleman?"
"I won't tell you, save your energy."
Yu Keqing was anxious and stared at him. After a while, she changed her tone to a pitiful tone: "Haochen, just tell me... please..."
"I will never tell you."
"Haochen, please, please...please...please." Yu Keqing knew that men are most afraid of women being nagging, so she used women's annoying skills, pleading and pleading non-stop.
Cheng Haochen had no choice but to squint his eyes, and his eyes became evil, "Now I realize that your mouth looks like a sparrow. If you don't want to close it, then I can only help you."
Yu Keqing knew the meaning of his words, and just as she was about to escape, he took her into her mouth.
She still wanted to resist, but was suppressed by Cheng Haochen's gentle violence.
Hey! I have to be slaughtered again!
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After two days of hard work, Yu Keqing finally learned the whereabouts of the gentleman from Cheng Haochen.
Early in the morning, she got on a plane flying to Jingdezhen, Jiangxi.
After getting off the plane, we drove for several hours before arriving in a small town.
When we arrived at the town, we still had to walk for an hour before we arrived at the village where the porcelain artist lived.
At this time, Yu Keqing was exhausted and full of dust.
No wonder Cheng Haochen didn't let him come, the journey turned out to be so difficult.
This village is in a remote location, backed by mountains, and has less than 20 households in the entire village.
This gentleman has a lot of money, but he is willing to live in such a place, but he has a completely different personality.
She saw an old man with pale hair and ruddy face sitting in front of the house on the side of the mountain, holding a pipe and smoking slowly.
"Hello, Mr. Chen." Yu Keqing greeted politely.
The old man looked at her expressionlessly, then smoked his pipe and remained silent.
"I came from out of town specifically to visit you. Here are some small gifts that may be useful to the old gentleman. I hope you will accept them."
Yu Keqing knew that this porcelain artist was not short of money and had a weird personality. He would definitely not like it if he gave him valuable items.
I chose a piece of ceramic calligraphy and painting, a few ancient books on ceramic research that are relatively valuable for collection, some Peking Opera works, and some special tobacco.