An Yin looked at the wounds on his body, and his heart went up and down.

Qin Jian changed his clothes, glanced at An Yin, and left quickly.

Qin Jian left, and An Yin couldn't stay here alone, so he left Qin Jian's residence listlessly and walked back slowly.

****

Qin Jian arrived at the door of the third senior uncle's study, Meng Renqi, "Third senior uncle." ”

"Come in." Meng Renqi's serious voice came from the study.

Qin Jian pushed open the door of the study and stepped into the threshold.

Meng Renqi stood behind the desk, writing big characters, Qin Jian entered the study, he didn't look up, and put Qin Jian aside.

Qin Jian stood in the middle of the study, waiting patiently without saying a word.

Although Meng Renqi likes to write a few big characters, he is impatient, Qin Jian didn't snort, but he couldn't bear it, his face fell, he raised his head, and pointed at Qin Jian with a big brush in his hand, "You...... You ......"

Qin Jian has been in Xuanmen for more than ten years, and he is very familiar with these elders, and when he saw Meng Renqi jumping to his feet, he smiled slightly, and said in a harmonious voice: "The ink is dripping." ”

Meng Renqi is a tenacious person, his temper is coming, and there are two manifestations of anger, one is to ignore people with his neck, and the other is to be angry.

If you ignore people, then it is really a stone in a pit, hard and smelly, it is difficult to reason, it is very difficult, if he jumps on the spot, it is easy to deal with.

'Pop' a big drop of ink, dripping on the fresh paper, ruining a good pair of words.

Meng Renqi looked at the pool of ink, stunned for a moment, angrily dropped the big brush, and then looked at Qin Jian, the anger disappeared a lot unconsciously, and he couldn't help but be a little helpless, and scolded: "Dead boy." ”

When Qin Jian went up the mountain, it should have been a naughty time for boys, but Qin Jian kept a straight face all day long at a young age, like people all over the world owed him, never smiled, and didn't care about anyone, even if he saw them elders, although he didn't lack any politeness, he didn't even have a word more.

Meng Renqi knew that Qin Jian had been taken away from his mother since he was born and grew up in an extremely strict environment, but he still couldn't see Qin Jian's cold appearance, and thought of various ways to toss him.

Unexpectedly, this kid looked like a wooden ice cube, in fact, he was eccentric, with a bad stomach, he tricked Qin Jian, but was calculated by Qin Jian's calculations, causing him to eat a lot of dumb losses, making him hate his teeth itching, so he went to think of more tricky ways to trick Qin Jian, and the result was naturally that while Qin Jian suffered a lot, he also ate more turtles.

Fighting back and forth, he actually fell in love with this bad boy, this bad boy was not his own personal disciple, but he taught him everything he pressed at the bottom of the box.

Qin Jian saw that Meng Renqi's anger had subsided, so he stepped forward, put the big brush on the pen stand, collected the calligraphy and paintings that had been spent, re-laid the new paper, and stood on the table to grind the ink, "The third uncle is looking for me because of me and An Yin?" ”

Meng Renqi snorted indignantly, Qin Jian got straight to the point, so he didn't have to beat around the bush and wipe his feet, "That girl made such a depraved move, even if she is a new student and doesn't understand the rules, but she will crawl on your bed as soon as she comes, it's just shameless." You didn't send her away, you still fooled around with her, are you crazy, or are you brain-pumping? ”

"She's just here to see my injuries, how can she have those thoughts."

"Are you trying to tell me that she climbed on top of you, not to seduce you?" Meng Renqi darkened his face and glared at Qin Jian fiercely, as if Qin Jian only needed to say the word 'yes', he would be able to swallow him in one bite.

The dead boy did a bastard thing, but he is still reasonable?