Looking at Zhao Chen, who was wearing a white short-sleeved sportswear and licking ice cream around him, Yan Murong realized that this woman was much cuter than she imagined - well, at least much cuter than her bewitching sister-in-law.

was teased by Yan Minghua, Yan Murong didn't dare to say anything superfluous, and directly found an excuse to make an appointment with a friend, and rushed out of Yan Minghua's office as if fleeing for his life.

"I heard you're renting a house?"

"yes." Zhao Chen held the ice cream in one hand, and while eating, he wiped the cream stuck to the corners of his mouth with a tissue in the other hand, and said. "Where do I live if I don't rent a house? If you don't know the place, I'm here for you--Master, you can't abandon me, or I'll have to live in a park or under an overpass--but it doesn't matter if it's summer, I've heard that there is also an institution that takes care of homeless people recently, but the news says that they will beat homeless people, and I don't want to be beaten. ”

Yan Murong was speechless, and glanced at Zhao Chen helplessly.

Why is this woman's mouth so broken? Just asked, and she was able to pull out so much. Wanderers? Damn, you look like a little yellow flower on the side of the road, how do you look like a wanderer?

Seeing Zhao Chen's little pink tongue spinning on the ice cream, Yan Murong also wanted to crook for a moment, shook his head, and then said. "I mean, you don't have to rent a house, what a waste of money."

"So where do I live? Isn't it more expensive to stay in a hotel? Zhao Chen asked with two big watery eyes.

"Live in my house." Yan Murong explained. "I bought a house outside, and I will live there in the future, so you can move in and live together."

"Huh? Did you buy a house outside? ”

"Yes."

"Where do you live?"

"Yes."

"It's not good." Zhao Chen looked shy and said squirmishingly. "Master, I'm your apprentice, you can't beat my mind - this kind of behavior of hiding in the golden house is unacceptable. Besides, even if you want to chase me, isn't it going too fast? ”

Yan Murong had a black line on his head, and he now found that what he had just said about her cuteness was a mistake, a big mistake—no, it couldn't be considered a mistake.

Sometimes, cuteness and silly can be equated.

"I'm not going to keep you." Yan Murong gritted his teeth and said with the muscles on his face twitching.

"Huh? Are you going to marry me? Zhao Chen was surprised for a while, and then began to be shy again.

"Master, although it is said that the two of us are doll relatives set by our fathers, but there must also be a process of pursuing and being pursued, right? Wouldn't that be too soon--oh, besides, you're married, how can you marry me? ”

If Yan Murong just wanted to slap her just now, now he just wants to strangle her directly.

"I repeat, I didn't mean that." Yan Murong resisted the urge to strangle this woman, gritted his teeth and said. "It's not just you and me in the house, there's -- well, and me, my wife."

"Oh, I see, why didn't you say it earlier, I misunderstood." Zhao Chen patted his bulging chest with a relieved expression.

"I thought you were interesting to me - I just said, this kind of behavior is very weird, what kind of master-apprentice love, sister and brother love, old and young love, etc., I think it's weird."

"Love you big-headed ghost." Yan Murong said angrily. He felt that this woman should not study for a doctorate, nor should she be a master's degree, but should send her to the overpass, set a table in front of her, and let her go to cross talk.

"Don't talk so much nonsense - if you want to be my apprentice, you have to follow the rules of our faction."

"What rules?" Zhao Chen asked excitedly. As for Yan Murong's words, she is very interested now.

The rules of the sect? Okay, okay - there are rules to call a sect.

"Number one, don't talk nonsense."

"Understood."

"Second, when the master is talking, the apprentice is not allowed to interject."

"Understood."

"The third rule is that only when the master asks you to speak can you speak, and it is forbidden to ask why—when the master does not let you speak, you must treat yourself as dumb."

"Got it, is there a fourth?"

Although she felt that these three rules were a little weird, she didn't think too much about it, and looked at Yan Murong and asked curiously.

"Article 4 - The master has the right to make new rules at any time."

"What a weird doorway." Zhao Chen tilted his head and said. "That's how you came back in the first place?"

"Basically." Yan Murong nodded, and said secretly in his heart. I've been merciful enough to you woman. What are the rules I have to follow? Well, not so much.

I think at the beginning, the old man only said one word to him. "You will do whatever you are asked to do, and if you don't do it well, you will be tortured to death."

It was this sentence that made Yan Murong suffer all kinds of inhumane abuse.

He couldn't understand how the old man's head grew - how it was like the universal pocket on the belly of a robot cat, and every time he didn't strictly follow orders, he would come up with all kinds of ideas to abuse him - what was even more terrifying was that it hadn't been the same for more than ten years.

"Master, I have a question."

"What's the problem?"

"The question is, do I have to pay the rent if I live with you? Do I have to pay utility bills? What about food? Zhao Chen looked at Yan Murong and asked. If it's too expensive, I can't afford to rent it - I'm still in school, and I haven't saved much. ”

"They all say that my daughter should be rich and my son should be poor, and my father never gave me extra money except for normal living expenses - even to buy a pack of sanitary napkins, I have to calculate that the food expenses for the month are not enough, and it is not easy for me to save some money." Zhao Chen said complainingly.

"How much money do you have?" Yan Murong asked curiously, and at the same time expressed a very sad schadenfreude over Zhao Chen's experience, and he was not a woman, otherwise the money to buy a small plane in the past few decades would be enough to buy a small square meter in the second ring - well, it is a small square meter bathroom.

"It's not too much, it's only eight hundred." Zhao Chen said helplessly.

If it weren't for broad daylight, if it weren't for the murder and crime, Yan Murong would be eager to strangle her to death now."

Eight hundred? 800 yuan still want to go out and rent a house? Damn, you are a small ravine in Yanjing, and renting a basement with a slightly better location here costs 300 yuan a month, and your 800 yuan is only enough for two and a half months.

"Well, it's quite a bit." Yan Murong nodded helplessly, thinking that he would use her as a shield, before he said. "You continue to save for your sanitary napkins, all the expenses are mine."

"Really?" Zhao Chen shouted happily.

"Really."

"Poof!" Zhao Chen excitedly kissed Yan Murong on the face, and the cream on the side of his mouth directly hung Yan Murong's face.

"Master, you're so nice." Looking at Yan Murong, Zhao Chen said with great affection.