Zhou Jingrong returned to Fu's mansion and found that the people were moving, moving and lifting, going in and out, very busy. She didn't know what was going on, so she inquired about it.

Yayi soon came back and replied to Zhou Jingrong: "The old lady asked the master of Zhiguo of Jing'an Temple to divinate the hexagram, and the master said that the feng shui of the West Courtyard was evil, and she was afraid of colliding with the master, so the old lady asked her to re-repair. ”

Zhou Jingrong nodded, not taking the matter to heart. Unexpectedly, at night, Fu Yunshen stepped into the main courtyard for the first time.

Zhou Jingrong was leaning on the side of the bed reading a book, and when she saw Fu Yunshen pushing the door in, she was surprised: "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Yun glanced at her coldly, and his tone was a little sarcastic: "You really don't understand your grandmother's intentions?" ”

Zhou Jingrong was stunned for a moment, but she was not stupid, she turned her head slightly according to Fu Yunshen's words, and she figured it out.

The so-called bad feng shui is just an excuse for Mrs. Fu, the purpose is to force Fu Yunshen to move out of the west courtyard and return to live in the main courtyard.

Mrs. Fu really took great pains to let them have the same room!

Zhou Jingrong looked at the spacious and soft bed, a little reluctant, and said to Fu Yunshen tentatively: "Why don't you make a bunk?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he received a cold gaze.

Zhou Jingrong was stunned, well, this plan is not feasible. In fact, she also thinks that occupying other people's houses and letting people shop on the floor is really not authentic.

So Zhou Jingrong said arrogantly: "It's okay, then I'll lay the floor." ”

Fu Yunshen ignored her, went to the cabinet to get a futon, then walked to the low couch outside, laid the bedding, and lay down.

The low couch in the outer room is for the vigil of the subordinates, and it will be able to accommodate a petite girl like Xian Ge Yayi.

Fu Yunshen, a tall and long-legged man, was nested on the narrow couch, shrinking his hands and feet, looking aggrieved, which made Zhou Jingrong feel very upset.

Zhou Jingrong hesitated for a long time and asked, "Fu Yunshen, are you uncomfortable sleeping on the couch?" ”

Fu Yunshen ignored her.

Zhou Jingrong said again: "Why don't we change, I'm shorter than you, so I shouldn't be so uncomfortable." ”

Fu Yunshen was still silent.

Zhou Jingrong didn't get a response, so she asked softly: "Fu Yunshen, are you asleep?" ”

Fu Yunshen was finally pressed by Zhou Jingrong's arguing and couldn't hold back the irritability in his heart, and indifferently spit out two words: "Noise." ”

Zhou Jingrong's kindness was disgusted, and a fire suddenly burst out of his heart, and the guilt of occupying Fu Yunshen's bed was thrown out of the clouds, and he turned around angrily and stopped caring about him.

Just when Zhou Jingrong was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly heard Fu Yunshen's soft voice coming over: "What is Long Aotian?" ”

Zhou Jingrong muttered: "What dragon ......"

In the next second, she immediately woke up and her eyes widened. How would he know the word, could he?

"What did you say?"

Zhou Jingrong was excited for a while, and got up suddenly, but hit the bedpost headlong in the dark, and the severe pain almost made her faint, and she let out a cry of pain: "Ah! ”

There was a rush of voices from Fu Yunshen's side, and after a while, he came to Zhou Jingrong with a candlestick, frowning: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhou Jingrong raised her head and looked at him, unable to speak in pain, with tears in her eyes, and a kind of pitiful coquettishness.

Fu Yunshen looked away from her, moved to her red and swollen forehead, and snorted in disgust.

He stretched out his arm and pressed it against the wall, and a dark compartment appeared with some emergency medicine inside. He took out a bottle of ointment to reduce swelling and stasis, scooped a piece and pressed it on her head.

Zhou Jingrong's injury was poked so hard by Fu Yunshen, tears welled up in pain, and he yelled angrily: "You won't be light!" ”

Fu Yunshen was also a little annoyed, Shen was so noisy by her in the middle of the night that he couldn't sleep, and he kindly drugged her and was yelled at, so he felt aggrieved.

However, despite a lot of dissatisfaction, facing Zhou Jingrong's bright eyes with tears flashing, he finally lightened his strength and wiped the ointment evenly.

After a while, Zhou Jingrong felt that it didn't hurt so much, and remembered Fu Yunshen's question just now, and looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know ......?"

As soon as the words came out, it dawned on her: "You have come to my room and peeked at my sketchbook? ”

Fu Yunshen was silent, which confirmed Zhou Jingrong's guess even more, and she said angrily: "How can you enter my room casually without my permission, do you know how to respect other people's privacy?" ”

Fu Yunshen was at a loss for this, but he didn't give in: "You also tampered with my book without permission, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to your room to find it." ”

In the matter of raising the bar, Zhou Jingrong did not serve anyone, and immediately retorted: "You said that the World Security Institute belongs to me, and you will not set foot in half a step, did you say it?" ”

This was indeed said by Fu Yunshen, but at that time, because the original owner made a big wedding scene, he was angry, and he didn't say that the book belonged to her!

Zhou Jingrong also knew that he was quibbling, and was silent for a long time, and the anger gradually subsided, so he calmed down the war in a soft tone: "Since I moved your book and you also read my paintings, then we will settle down, okay?" ”

Fu Yunshen was silent, and only reluctantly responded for a long time: "Hmm." ”

It wasn't until the next day that Fu Yunshen reacted and was pestered by Zhou Jingrong, and he still couldn't figure out Long Aotian's intentions in the end.