Chapter 207: Are you the stinky man who deceived your senior sister?
When he arrived outside the hut, Qin Feng looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one was following him.
Once this person relaxes, the urge to urinate will appear inexplicably.
"Ningshuang should still need some time to come out. I just need to relieve myself here."
Qin Feng, who was thinking like this, was about to open the door and enter when suddenly someone stepped out of the latrine next door, tightening his belt with both hands.
The two looked at each other, both stunned on the spot.
Just because the person who came out was none other than Si Zheng and Zhou Kai, Mr. Zhou!
So here comes the question. When you meet your boss when you go to the toilet, as a subordinate, should you say hello or not?
Huh? Mr. Zhou, you are also going to the toilet. What a coincidence!
It would be too embarrassing to say hello like this.
Moreover, what makes Qin Feng confused is, does Thirty-Six Stars also need to go to the toilet?
This is different from the impression. Aren't they the kind of people who don't even pick their noses?
Oh, no, my memory is biased. This kind of god should be a little fairy.
The two of them were still looking at each other, maybe they didn't know how to say hello in this situation.
However, Mr. Zhou is an old man after all, and this must not be the first time he has encountered this embarrassing situation. After he nodded slightly, he put his hands behind his back and walked away.
The silence speaks!
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed open the door of the latrine, supported his brother with both hands, and slumped a thousand miles away.
"I really envy those brothers who can pee with one hand. It's too majestic and inconvenient." After shaking, he felt relaxed and planned to leave the Demon Slayer Division quickly to prevent being discovered by the people from the Shen Gongfang.
Clues.
But as soon as the door opened, Qin Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.
When I first came in, there was no one outside, but now, at a glance, the latrine has been surrounded by more than a dozen brothers from Shen Gongfang.
And it was Huo Yuan who took the lead!
"Master Qin, is your stomach feeling better?"
“It’s getting better, but not completely.
Do you all need to go to the toilet?" Qin Feng asked tentatively.
"No, we were thinking that Master Qin had a stomachache and would probably have to stay in the hut for a long time.
This time cannot be wasted." Huo Yuan replied.
"Can't waste it?" Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and anxiety surged into his heart.
"Yes, so we plan to integrate the issues here and discuss them with each other.
It just so happens that Master Qin can hear these questions when he is relieving himself inside, and when the lectures start, they can be more targeted." Huo Yuan said calmly.
Are you talking about the devil?
Qin Feng's eyes widened, this was simply a public execution.
Now that things have come to this, how could he not see that his plan to sneak away has been exposed!
Qin Feng glanced at the people in the Shen Workshop around him, coughed dryly and said, "I feel better now, so why not go back."
"You won't force Master Qin too hard, right? You looked very uncomfortable just now." Huo Yuan pretended to be concerned.
"I will never force myself." Qin Feng said righteously.
Then, surrounded by a crowd of people, he walked towards the attic of Shen Gongfang.
He even suspected that the reason why these people surrounded him was because they were afraid that he would suddenly escape.
When I walked out of the Demon Slayer Division again, night had fallen, and all the lights were on.
Qin Feng rubbed his throat and felt his mouth was dry.
Those damn scroll kings didn't give him time to rest. Even if he took a moment to take a sip of water, his ears were filled with voices asking questions.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Lan Ningshuang asked with concern.
"It doesn't matter." His voice was a little hoarse.
When I returned to the Qin Mansion, I saw a beautiful figure standing at the gate, wearing a black and white sword skirt, with an exquisite figure and a long sword with a white scabbard on her waist.
She has black hair tied behind her head, a round face, eyebrows like willow leaves, peach blossom eyes, a straight bridge of nose, and fair and rosy skin.
At first glance, she is a pretty girl who looks as good as Ningshuang.
And on her slightly swollen breasts, the tattoos were very eye-catching.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and recognized the pattern. It was a symbol unique to Wanjian Sect!
Is this girl from Wanjian Sect?
"Bai Qiu, why are you here?" Lan Ningshuang asked in surprise.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the pretty woman throwing herself into Ningshuang's arms, rubbing her cheek against the latter's chest, and calling sweetly: "Sister Ningshuang, why are you still wearing a bra wrap?
uncomfortable.
I still like the big, soft feeling, like..."
Qin Feng nodded in agreement. This metaphor is quite appropriate, but I don't know if it is sweet or not.
Lan Ningshuang glanced at Qin Feng, her face suddenly turned crimson, and even the night couldn't hide it: "Bai Qiu, don't talk nonsense!"
"There is no nonsense. We were bathing together at Zuidie Peak."
"Bai Qiu!" Lan Ningshuang screamed, hurriedly interrupting the other party's words, and then looked to one side.
Qin Feng smiled slightly and pretended to be nonchalant, but he felt regretful that he had even taken off his pants. Well, he was ready to eat melon, so why not continue.
Let's take a bath together, tsk tsk, I'm so envious.
"Ningshuang, do you know her?" Qin Feng asked curiously.
Lan Ningshuang nodded: "Yes, uncle, her name is Bai Qiu, she is the direct disciple of the master of Wanjian Sect, and she can also be regarded as the young lady's junior sister."
"I see." Qin Feng understood. Since he is my wife's junior sister, it is natural for him to have a good relationship with her.
He was about to introduce himself.
But he saw the other person turned his head and looked at him, his beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, his unopened red lips snorted softly, and his beautiful eyes were full of hostility.
Um, what's going on? I owe her money. Why are you treating me like this?
"Are you Qin Feng, the stinky man who deceived Senior Sister Jianli?" Bai Qiu reluctantly let go of Ningshuang, walked up to Qin Feng, and looked up and down carefully.
It's too much to lie. Your senior sister and I followed the ancestral precepts and got married.
Qin Feng, who is currently in a period of rapid emotional growth, coughed dryly: "Yes, I am."
Bai Qiu received a positive answer and looked at it more carefully. While looking at it, he asked: "Is there any practice?"
"Practice of the Literary Saint Tradition." Qin Feng answered truthfully.
"It turns out he is a weak scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken." Bai Qiu sneered, the disdain in his expression undisguised.
"No, no, I still have some strength." Qin Feng waved his hand and replied.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Bai Qiu didn't understand.
"Uncle!" Lan Ningshuang shouted angrily from the side.
Huh? Why do you look like this? Could it be that you understand my plot?
Qin Feng was a little surprised.
"What level of practice have you reached now?" Bai Qiu asked again without worrying about the conversation just now.
"I'm about to enter the seventh level."
"Ha! It turns out you're only at the eighth level." The contempt in the other party's eyes was even greater.
Next, she asked Qin Feng's basic information like a household registration check, and finally came to the conclusion that the man in front of her was simply not worthy of Senior Sister Jianli!