Fang Zhongjin visited the small courtyard of the head lady He Rongzhi at night.

But I saw that in the middle of the night, the house of the lady was still lit with lights and candles.

And outside her courtyard, there is not a single disciple on duty.

Although Fang Zhongjin also felt that there must be a demon in this, he always thought that it would be difficult to break Qiu Songhe apart.

Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime, and it is rare to come across.

He quietly jumped on the roof of the lady and leaned down to listen to the movement in the house.

Sure enough, I heard the lady in charge of the house sighing, "He will definitely not come tonight." You don't have to worry. ”

Fang Zhongjin was secretly surprised in his heart. It seems that the "he" in the mouth of the head of the family's wife, He Rongzhi, should refer to Qiu Songhe, the head of Huashan.

But who is Madame Qiu talking to, and he doesn't have to worry?

Sure enough, I heard a man follow her words: "I think there is something strange today. He doesn't seem to be coming to your house, maybe he's not even in the door!"

The man's voice sounded somewhat familiar, but after a moment, Fang Zhongjin had already thought about it.

This voice is none other than his tall and fat master Nong Yingjie!

Fang Zhongjin secretly calculated in his heart. Nong Yingjie's martial arts are not weak, and I don't know what the head lady's martial arts are.

If they find out that they are hiding their own line, they will pick two of them in a row, but they are not sure that they will not attract attention at all.

At this time, I heard He Rongzhi in the house sigh again and said, "Anyway, if you don't enter my house, what's the difference where you go?"

After a while, he said, "I wish he had gone down the mountain to play with women, so that he might prove that he was still a man! ”

After that, she said with a faint cry in her nasal voice: "Now he is sneaky, I really don't know what he's doing!"

Although Fang Zhongjin has not seen much of the head of the family, He Rongzhi, he has heard a lot about her deeds.

When the disciples in the Huashan faction mention their head lady, they all have to give a thumbs up~

Just because Mrs. He is kind and kind, she is always willing to help her disciples speak.

Plus she's a laughing character. Once she laughed, two dimples appeared on her white~white face, which made her look even more playful.

It's rare to see a cry like this now.

Nong Yingjie said as if he was angry: "Where are you like this, where are you still the slightest bit like Zhi'er back then! Qiu Songhe didn't come to you, because he had his own problem." I can't be a man! What does it have to do with you? I don't want to look at your self-pity!"

Nong Yingjie is a man with five big and three rough, although he wanted to say two words to comfort He Rongzhi, but when the words came to his mouth, he became a curse again.

He Rongzhi was not angry, but laughed angrily at Nong Yingjie's words.

Still a little nasal in her voice, she said, "It's so late. You don't have anything to do, so go back quickly. Otherwise, both of us are already old, and it would not be decent to hide in the house and talk like this for a long time. ”

Fang Zhongjin heard this sentence through the roof tiles, and his heart was secretly settled. As long as Nong Yingjie leaves quickly, the lady of the head will go to sleep quickly. I still have a chance to go into the house and investigate.

It's a pity that Nong Yingjie is not as Fang Zhongjin wishes. I heard him suddenly say eagerly: "Zhi'er, don't be in a hurry to drive me away! I have something important to find you today, I have to say it!"

As soon as He Rongzhi heard this, she immediately said in a cold voice: "Call me Mrs. Head!"

Nong Yingjie snorted and said, "Okay, since you are the master's biological daughter, you will always be the lady of the master." You can't go wrong with that.

But it depends on who will be the head of the house! If it weren't for Qiu Songhe's tricks, you would still be the head lady, but you would still be the head lady of my Nong Yingjie!"

He Rongzhi said stiffly: "You also said that it was if." It's all in the past, why are you still taking it out!"

Nong Yingjie suddenly softened his voice and said: "If Zhi'er and you are happy, I am willing to be a heartless person for the rest of my life." But now that you're like this, you are also forced to laugh, but I can't turn a blind eye. ”

He Rongzhi said again: "You don't care if I'm laughing sincerely, when my father told me that I was going to marry Senior Brother Qiu, I had already thought it through." In my life, I just want to live a quiet life.

Back then, I couldn't disobey my father's will, but now that I'm old, do I want to do something that makes the world poke the backbone of the Huashan faction and make my father shame under Jiuquan?"

After saying this, there was a sudden sound of pushing and shoving in the room.

I heard He Rongzhi say sharply: "You go out quickly! It is already against common sense for me to send a few disciples away today." After a long time, it is difficult to ensure that no one will be suspicious. If you stay, the reputation of the two of us and the reputation of the Huashan faction will be ruined!"

At this time, Nong Yingjie suddenly amplified his voice and said: "You just want to live a quiet life!

You value the reputation of the Huashan faction, I'm afraid not to mention the reputation, in the blink of an eye, the entire Huashan faction will be ruined!"

When He Rongzhi heard this, she was obviously taken aback. The sound of pushing and shoving also stopped.

I heard Mrs. He ask in a trembling voice, "What do you mean by that? You're not joking with me, are you?"

Nong Yingjie snorted and said, "How many years have you known me? When have I ever joked with you about such things?"

What is Qiu Songhe sneakily doing these days? What is he suddenly inviting heroes from all over the world to hold a meeting in Huashan, and what is it for? Why did his good apprentice Yan Junhao suddenly defect? Where is he tonight?"

Nong Yingjie suddenly asked so many questions one after another, but He Rongzhi couldn't answer any of them.

But even Mrs. He herself faintly felt in her heart that every question asked by Nong Yingjie was indeed strange.

He Rongzhi opened her mouth for a long time, and finally said: "Senior Brother Qiu is always dedicated to the good of Huashan. Otherwise, Daddy wouldn't have chosen him as the head...... Be my husband......"

Nong Yingjie seemed to be mad, and said: "If you want me to say a big rebellious word, the master has been old and confused in the last few years!"

The 'Huashan faction' and 'Huashan faction' all day long are completely stunned!

They thought in their hearts that everything they did was for the good of Huashan. To put it bluntly, they're just doing it for themselves!

Speaking of this, Nong Yingjie's voice suddenly softened, and he said: "How many people like me are dedicated to you Zhi'er?

In order to know whether you are okay at all times, I would rather be a mourning dog in the Huashan faction.

In the past few decades, I have always had you alone in my heart, and it is me!"

When he said this, there was silence in the room. Obviously, Mrs. He was moved by Nong Yingjie's words. For a moment I couldn't say anything to drive him away.

Suddenly, Mrs. He let out a low but urgent exclamation, and shouted, "What are you ......doing?"

The words that followed turned into a whimper, as if they were blocked by something.

The whimpering sound grew stronger, like a roar in the throat.

After another moment, the roar turned into a painful mouth ~ Shen ~ mouth ~ Jin.

It has become an obsession that cannot be begged.

It has become a grievance-filled ~ by ~ ~ animal.

It has become wave after wave of permissiveness.

It has become a mixture of shame and unhesitating.

Only Fang Zhongjin, who was hiding on the roof, sighed helplessly.

He finally created such an opportunity, and it turned out to be a cheap master Nong Yingjie.

Fortunately, at this time, Fang Zhongjin had already thought of another idea. He calmly rolled over and descended from the roof, quietly returning to his lower courtyard.