Chu Ting said innocently: "Hey, don't you know that men's self-cultivation has been polished away by women like you? You see, such a cold winter can't disturb my self-cultivation, but as soon as you show up, my national master
Why do you feel like oil is pouring out of your forehead?"
Although he was mocking Yelvxiang, Yelujin and Yeluen had heard of him a long time ago and knew that he was a petty and arrogant person who would retaliate against others. If they offended him, there would be no good consequences.
Therefore, even if he ridiculed Yelvxiang, they were determined not to support him.
On the other hand, Yelubin saw that a grown man named Chu Ting could humiliate his sister in this way, and he always needed to curry favor with Yeluxiang and ask her to help speak nicely in front of the emperor and empress, so he immediately became a flower protector.
"Chu Ting, you are also a national master after all, how can you be so rude? You still need to respect girls at least."
Telling Chu Ting about rules and respect is like telling Chu Ting about rules and respect to a stone, especially if this stone is a narcissist.
Chu Ting said sadly: "What, I talk to you about women, and you talk to me about respect? If I talk to you about respect, you should talk to me about majesty. Do you think that you are a prince and princess and you need to be noble?
I serve the Buddha, so what do you think I am, am I noble or not? When I talk about respect, you have to clear your mouth first."
Yelubin is not a scheming person. Sometimes he pretends to be stupid and sometimes acts arrogant, all based on needs.
But only in front of Chu Ting, he actually got really angry, and for a moment he didn't know how to talk to such a scoundrel.
Yelvxiang was so angry that she jumped up and down, "You are still serving Buddha. With such a vicious mouth, are you worthy of serving Buddha? You should go and serve Shen Mingzhu. You two are a perfect match."
"Hey, you finally said something humane." Chu Ting was happy. He also felt that he and Shen Mingzhu were made for each other. Unfortunately, he went to serve the Buddha before and missed the opportunity and was beaten by Xiao Xian.
If there was another chance, he wouldn't mind snatching it back.
Seeing the two people who had just met and started fighting each other before they even had time to introduce each other, Yeluen and Yelujin expressed their headaches, while Alta had long since laughed it off.
At first he could hold it back, but later he bared his white teeth and smiled without any scruples in the cold wind.
"Haha, haha, the National Master is so funny. He bickers for fun whenever we meet. Let's just skate. How big are the National Master's feet? I'll have someone find skates."
Seemingly casually, Alta did not use the name Ben Khan, but used the very affectionate self-identification of me.
Chu Ting obviously liked this title, and was very kind to Alta. He reported his size and said "Excuse me."
Although Chu Ting is a smart and capable person, claiming that he can do anything without him, it is obvious that he is not very good at skating.
He is a young man who grew up in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. He is good at punting. However, although they are both on the water, skating and punting have different feelings.
Fortunately, he has excellent dexterity skills, so even if he doesn't know how to skate, he won't fall in an awkward position.
Even by relying on Qinggong, one can appear to be slipping very gracefully and gracefully, making people applaud.
Only a few people in Alta can see the problem.
Alta said sincerely: "Brother Chu, we are here to play. Playing is to have fun. It is not to practice Qinggong. Brother Chu, it is better to relax."
