You see, Tingyu is a martial artist, is that right? It’s still a man, is that right? He also said that Tang Ziyan was given some wound medicine, is that right?

The most important thing is, Tang Ziyan said that there is no male Medicine Refining Master, then Chu Qing can not draw a conclusion, this Ting Yu is not only a martial artist, but realm is not low, because he can refine medicine.

So he must have gone to the palace, thinking of this, with Chu Qing behind Ting Yu, his eyes can no longer move the crotch of Ting Yu.

He has a very strong impulse, want to rip off Ting Yu’s pants, to see what it is like? This idea, like wild grass, grew wild in Chu Qing’s head.

Finally, Chu Qing used him as Tang Ziyan’s dad to respect. This reason suppressed this evil thought. Following Ting Yu, he entered the quiet room, elegant environment, ink painting, flower arrangement, incense …

A standard woman, no, a man’s room, Chu Qing looked at Ting Yu’s white face with a beardless white face. Two people were alone, and the room made him feel uncomfortable.

He is like now, let Ting Yu quickly hand over the wounded medicine to him, he immediately took away, maybe Tang Ziyan has not finished playing, he can still catch up.

“Sit ~” Ting Yu walked to the short room in the house and gave way with a wide sleeve.

Chu Qing hurriedly waved his hand: “No, after finishing things, I will go inside without disturbing …”

Chu Qing’s words were not over yet, Ting Yu spoke again: “Let you sit, you sit, how can you not give your face? Is it something uncultivated.”

What the hell, Chu Qing took a step back and looked at Ting Yu with his back turned to him. What kind of routine is this? The previous moment was fine. Why did he suddenly curse people at once.

“Do you have something to tell me?” Chu Qing asked calmly, only when the dog barked.

“It’s not too stupid.” Ting Yu said sullenly, then each minding their own business sat down, picked up the teapot on the short table to 2 cups of tea, and handed a cup to Chu Qing.

Chu Qing looked at the posture, he could not sit down, then sat down patiently.

“Drink ~” Ting Yu said imperatively.

Chu Qing took the tea cup and drank it, and the tea was not dripping. Chu Qing thought about it.

In his ear, he remembered Ting Yu’s tart and mean voice: “Vulgar.”

Chu Qing laughed angrily, he looked at a serious tea tasting Ting Yu, really wanted to return to him: rough your sister’s contempt …… Looking at the face of Tang Ziyan, Chu Qing endured.

After finishing a cup of tea in Ting Yuzhuang’s pretend taste, he then asked: “Your name is Chu Qing? Where does your family live? How many people are there? The house is dry and so on?”

This is checking the hukou, kind of like the mother-in-law asking the new son-in-law, but Chu Qing is not the new son-in-law, and Ting Yu is not the same as the mother-in-law.

Chu Qing could understand that, nodded, he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea to moisturize his throat, because he felt that he would definitely be thirsty after talking too much.

And Ting Yu saw Chu Qing’s unruly behavior, and felt disgusted in his eyes, and his eyes were full of disgust.

After drinking tea like a cow, Chu Qing put down the cup and grinned: “You are so tired of talking around, aren’t you tired? There is nothing to say, do you want to say that I have no money and no family life? The capable 3 no one is not worthy of your home Tang Ziyan, hurry up and roll it off as soon as possible. “

Chu Qing didn’t expect. He also had such a day. He didn’t say to marry a man. He still couldn’t marry and was rejected.

(End of this chapter)