Zhu Zixu was stunned, what does this mean. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info put someone in it, and a stick of incense is enough.

However, looking at Hu Tiehua's lewd smile, Zhu Zixu suddenly had a bad association. This Hu Tiehua's mind is too dirty, isn't it? That's a female sick number! How can you think like that?

Looking at Zhu Zixu's strange eyes, Hu Tiehua laughed strangely and said jokingly, "The beauty is in her arms, let you do it." At such an opportunity, if Song Gongzi doesn't seize it, then he will be a lump of wood!"

Zhu Zixu was stunned for a moment, then pointed to his back, and said with a smile, "Old Hu, that wooden lump is behind you!"

Hu Tiehua frowned, "Childe, it's not true that you're joking! Song Gongzi didn't even have the kung fu of half a pillar of incense when he went in, if he could come out so quickly, then I-" When he said this, he was obviously a little hesitant.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Then I'll just—" Hu Tiehua just wanted to answer, but felt that something was wrong with his voice, and hurriedly turned around. After seeing the person coming clearly, his eyes widened, "Song Gongzi, when did you come!"

Song Shidao smiled and didn't answer, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhu Zixu's eyes narrowed, "It's really a coincidence!" After a pause, he said with a smile, "Just when you had a few weird laughs." ”

"Then how fast are you?" Hu Tiehua looked at Song Shidao, full of disbelief, "Half a pillar of incense's kung fu, everything is done?"

Song Shidao's face collapsed at that time, and he replied angrily, "Just carry Miss Fu to bed and cover her with a quilt, how long will it take?" and then asked, "What did you mean by that at the beginning?"

Hu Tiehua smiled awkwardly, turned around and ran, "You two talk first, I still have something to do, I'll leave first!"

Song Shidao shook his head and asked softly, "Zixu, what's going on?"

Zhu Zixu was silent for a while, and then told him what he had just done. Of course, he didn't say a word about watching Fu Junzhuo being seriously injured.

At the end, he added, "Now everyone outside will think that Miss Fu is dead! What to do next, you can watch and do it yourself!"

Song Shidao frowned and walked slowly to the edge of the deck. Holding the side of the boat with one hand, he looked at the Yangtze River and was silent for a while, sighed, and then turned around and said in a condensed voice, "Zixu, I know what you mean." But I can't. I'll let her go when she's healed!" The voice was a little apologetic, but it was very firm.

Zhu Zixu was a little depressed when he heard this. What do I mean?

I'm just asking you to take good care of her. In this way, the two of you stay together, and after a long time, you will naturally have feelings. How does it sound like I told you to imprison her?

"Master, did you misunderstand something?"

Song Shidao glanced at Zhu Zixu and hummed a little confused.

"Everyone thinks that if Miss Fu is dead, no one will chase her, and she can recuperate more conveniently. You don't have to worry about being disturbed like yesterday!" After a pause, his expression became very strange, "You don't think I gave Miss Fu to you!"

Song Shidao smiled awkwardly.

Zhu Zixu was silent for a while, looked at Song Shidao, and suddenly a vicious fire rushed up in his heart, and shouted in a low voice, "Song Shidao, what do you think! Think about this with your head, is it possible?"

"Miss Fu was born in a famous family, and her appearance, temperament and martial arts are all the best choice. According to your thoughts, I just gave her to you so easily. What kind of good things do you want! You don't take other people's Fu girls seriously!"

"Besides, I'm not her parents' elders, and I'm not her seniors, so what qualifications do I have to give her away!"

......

Zhu Zixu was talking about Xingtou, but Song Shidao suddenly interjected coldly, "Then why did you hand her over to me? instead of directly handing it over to the two children who came with her?"

Give it to the two dragons? Why? I don't know them. Besides, handing it over to them is most likely to arouse suspicion rather than gratitude. How stupid do I have to be to do this.

Besides, what's the use of me even if they're grateful? The protagonist's gratitude isn't so good. There are generally only two endings for people like this, either they become the protagonist's younger brother or they sacrifice for the protagonist's survival.

Therefore, cherish life away from the protagonist.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Zixu's eyes, and then he said sternly, "I'm not thinking about you yet!"

"What do you mean by that?" Song Shidao asked softly.

Zhu Zixu coughed lightly, and then said, "You like Miss Fu, that's right, right?"

Song Shidao's face was a little red, and he wanted to deny it, but looking at Zhu Zixu's serious face, his heart trembled, and he nodded.

"Well, that's not much wrong! At this time, if you dare to lie to me with false words again, I guarantee that you will never see your Miss Fu!" Zhu Zixu nodded with satisfaction.

Song Shidao showed a wry smile and hugged his fists at Zhu Zixu again and again.

Zhu Zixu knew in his heart that he was begging himself not to say any more.

He bowed slightly, and then asked, "How likely do you think it is that under normal circumstances, Miss Fu will like you?"

Song Shidao thought for a moment and shook his head gently.

"Don't you think this opportunity is a godsend? Miss Fu is injured, it is when she is the weakest, she urgently needs to be taken care of, and she needs someone to ask for warmth, this is the time of day; she is staying here now, this is your territory, those two boys are not here, you have no biggest competitor, this is all your people, this person and you also have it!"

"The right time, the right place, all three. Under such conditions, if you, as a suitor, do not make a decisive attack and take it down, it will be a waste of the good conditions I have created for you. If that's the case, then it can only mean that you have nothing to do with Miss Fu!" As he spoke, Zhu Zixu shook his head, his face full of helplessness and disdain.

The corners of Song Shidao's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something.

Zhu Zixu pushed him hard, and said with a low smile, "Fool, if you have time to ask me questions, you might as well go to the room and care more about your Miss Fu!

If you ask, the devil knows what to say next. I'm here to play, not to act.

Song Shidao was pushed by Zhu Zixu, and he didn't look back, and "homeopathically" got into the cabin of the ship.

Seeing this, Zhu Zixu couldn't help but sigh, just do this kind of thing. There must not be a next time!

Well, gotta write it down. This is a bloody lesson!

Alas, it's a thankless job.

At this time, Song Lu suddenly appeared, "Zixu, I heard that you saved Miss Fu?"

Zhu Zixu nodded, and then asked, "What's the matter, Uncle Lu?"

"What about Yu Culture?"

"Kill!" Zhu Zixu said lightly.

Song Lu was taken aback, "Dead?"

PS: I would like to thank my book friend tonycut for becoming an apprentice in this chapter.

With the official representative of the book friend, who is the second, I can't remember clearly. Acquaintances, thank him first. (To be continued.) )