Ni Ping'er nodded again, and at the same time, her heart began to change her opinion of this middle-aged scribe who was extremely disgusted.

"Actually, no, he may have saved you out of morality. The middle-aged scribe immediately said with a smug face, "Perhaps, if someone else has nothing to do with him, he will do the same." ”

Hearing this, Ni Ping'er's face instantly became ugly. If she could speak, at this moment, she would definitely tremble and ask without a trace.

"Don't you believe me?" the middle-aged scribe looked even more proud, "It's okay. I'll ask you now, how?"

Ni Ping'er's heart immediately became apprehensive. For she was really afraid that the outcome would be just as the hateful middle-aged scribe had predicted. However, she was desperate to find out the truth. Now she is very conflicted in her heart. After a few struggles, she nodded tremblingly.

Drifting without a trace, he can't see through the middle-aged scribe in front of him more and more. Although he didn't know why, he still silently asked himself in his heart: "What am I here to save people for?"

"Brother Xian, let me ask you, do you like this girl in front of you or not?" the middle-aged scribe asked with a smirk.

This unexpected question suddenly disrupted the position of drifting without a trace. Because, at this time, he was thinking about why he came to save Ni Ping'er? Ni Ping'er is his junior sister, and she has shared hardships and hardships along the way, and this kind of feeling is absolutely irreplaceable by others. Therefore, as long as Ni Ping'er is in any danger, Na Drift will definitely rush to the rescue at all costs. However, the middle-aged scribe was right, if he knew that someone was plotting against a strange woman, then he would definitely come to the rescue. However, the feelings contained in the same rescue are completely different. However, is that kind of "desperate" the love between men and women? Just when he was confused, the middle-aged scribe happened to ask the question that caught him off guard.

"This ......," replied without a trace, embarrassed.

"What, it's still hard to decide?" the middle-aged scribe asked coldly, then turned to Ni Ping'er and said, "Little lady, you've seen it all." If he really likes you, then he will definitely reply in the affirmative without hesitation. If you hesitate to answer now, it only means that he doesn't really like you!"

Seeing Ni Ping'er's miserable expression, she couldn't bear to be without a trace, so she immediately refuted loudly: "Natasha, don't listen to this person's nonsense. Why don't I like you? Don't forget, we've been here for each other all the way. People are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless?" After Ni Ping'er's face improved, she sighed and said without a trace, "It's just because Katis ...... I can't ......."

Looking at the pained expression without a trace, Ni Ping'er immediately shouted loudly: "I know! I understand! I don't mind! Really! As long as you have me in your heart, I will be content!" Unfortunately, because of the relationship between the points, her heart was not revealed.

But it is precisely because of this that the middle-aged scribes have misunderstandings. The self-righteous middle-aged scribe regarded Ni Ping'er's heartache as pain, and Ni Pinger's resoluteness as "dead will". So, he smiled and said, "Little lady, don't be in a hurry. I have a way of making this unconscionable bastard change his mind. I wonder if you're interested?"

Hearing this, Ni Ping'er, who had already changed her opinion of this middle-aged scribe, immediately felt that the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became: "Could it be that this person is not here to plot misdeeds?"

Although Piaowu's heart became more and more incomprehensible, his impression of the middle-aged scribe was getting worse and worse, so he shouted: "You bastard, don't be pretending. If you are so pretentious, you must not have any good intentions?"

It's a pity that Ni Ping'er nodded resolutely after a moment of hesitation, as if she hadn't heard the reminder that she had never heard a trace.

"Haha......" Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe immediately lowered his voice and laughed, which was a kind of pleasure after the treacherous plan succeeded.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Ni Ping'er is, she has already realized that something is wrong. Unfortunately, just as she hurriedly shook her head, the middle-aged scribe suddenly turned around and clicked at the dumb hole that had disappeared like lightning.

The middle-aged scribe pretended to be afraid and said, "Fortunately, your loud voice just now did not alarm others. But, this still makes me so scared!" After finishing speaking, the middle-aged scribe turned around again and faced Ni Ping'er.

"Little lady, in fact, this method is very simple. Men are very selfish and possessive. Once you decide that so-and-so is your own woman, then you will never allow other men to be contaminated. So, as long as the two of us are happy, if this bastard is so angry that he is angry, then it proves that he really likes you, and if this bastard doesn't react, then it proves that he only has that 'Katis' straight girl in his heart! That's not a small price, isn't it?" said the middle-aged scribe with a lewd expression.

"What is 'happy and happy'? What is 'willing to dedicate yourself'? What the hell do you want to do? Bastard, you, don't come here!" Although Ni Ping'er is bold, after all, she has no personnel and does not understand many things. However, she also realized that something was wrong, so whether she could make a sound or not, she just shouted desperately, while struggling to wrap her delicate body with a sheet. It's just that all her efforts are doomed to be in vain.

However, the middle-aged scribe did not immediately pounce on him like a wolf, but turned around, smiled and said to Piao Wu: "I say, you are really stupid! However, this is good, but I have reserved a perfect body for your grandfather. Haha......" The middle-aged scribe laughed wantonly, but of course his voice was low.

"Thinking of the past when we used to call brothers and sisters, grandpa, I will do a good deed today - teach you how to deal with these coquettish girls who come upside down!" Seeing the eyes that were about to breathe fire, the middle-aged scribe pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Hey, what kind of eyes are you? I'm helping, understand? You should be grateful! Haha......"

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe seemed to have a great tendency to vomit and be unhappy, touched the overflowing tears, and then continued: "Actually, I was still struggling: how can I get you into this room unconsciously? Before I could bother with it, you came running by yourself!Haha, you deserve to be my virtuous brother, you really know my brother's heart!"