When he heard someone asking Hu Gui, he subconsciously turned around.
"Foolish means stupid." He said enthusiastically. As soon as he said the words, he suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head blankly to look at the young man and Miss Jun.
This young man seems to be saying this title to Miss Jun.
Why do you say the word second-hand? It’s because it’s talking about the chess game.
Talking about the chess game in Yangcheng.
Master Fang and Miss Jun are from Yangcheng.
You are that second-rate person.
Second-hand goods.
He looked to the other side again, and Lei Zhonglian looked at him coldly.
Hu Gui raised his hand to cover his mouth and patted it gently.
Second-hand goods.
"Yes." Miss Jun looked at him, "I am that bastard."
Maybe I didn't expect her to answer so bluntly, or maybe it was funny to see such a little girl say such vulgar words.
The young man chuckled.
"You are so awesome." He said again, looking at Miss Jun with a faint smile, "You actually chased me here?"
"I'm not chasing you." Miss Jun said.
Chase here.
Didn't chase you.
The people watching around showed understanding and strange expressions.
This kind of conversation is obviously about something happening between a man and a woman, but isn't Miss Jun married?
The eyes in the room instantly turned to Fang Chengyu.
One is running away, the other is chasing, and there is also a disabled young husband who is close to him.
It's hard for lovers to get married, so I pledged my life to the loving Lord at the age of nine.
Hu Gui has already decided on the title of Miss Jun's next book in his mind.
But after all, it’s not easy to be criticized in front of others for this kind of thing.
"Well, everyone is leaving, please leave." Hu Gui came back to his senses and greeted loudly.
When he said these words, Miss Jun and others did not object. Hu Gui was more sure of his actions and greeted him repeatedly. Although the people in the teahouse were reluctant but did not dare to offend Miss Jun, they all left.
Hu Gui thought for a while and finally walked out, standing guard at the door of the teahouse.
There were only four of them left in the huge teahouse.
"I already knew that the chess game was insincere." The young man said, raising his eyebrows and saying, "I didn't expect you guys to be so persistent."
Miss Jun looked at him and raised her eyebrows.
"I've known for a long time that you have a mean heart," she said, "I didn't expect you to be such a mean person."
The young man raised his eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" he said. After saying this, he said again, obviously thinking of something, and his expression was a bit surprised.
Does she mean that she didn't follow him? Otherwise, she would have recognized him from the last time they met on the mountain.
Obviously the incident on the mountain was indeed an accident.
It was only now, just now, that I recognized Yangcheng Chess Game when I heard it.
No wonder she said that it was you.
It turns out that he is not referring to himself as a woodcutter, but as a person who breaks the situation in Yangcheng.
If that's the case, then it's really...
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?" he continued in surprise.
His reaction was really fast.
Of course it was fast. He could think of a way to let Tian San break the situation for him while hiding himself, which shows that he is a man with many thoughts.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"It's such a coincidence," she said.
The young man looked at her with eyes rolling.
"So, we are really destined?" He said with a smile and an eyebrow, "Little lady, what do you think?"
Miss Jun looked at him.
"I want to know why I am a second-rate person," she said.
There was a moment of silence in the teahouse.
Immediately, a man's laughter sounded.
"You kid, don't worry about these details." He said, the weird and silly look on his face disappeared, replaced by something as bright and warm as sunlight.
He reached out and patted the girl in front of him on the shoulder, like a familiar big brother next door.
No matter how familiar the big brother next door is, he will never pat a girl on the shoulder.
But this is the same as the girl next door, no matter how familiar she is, shouldn't grab a man's belt without letting go.
Don't worry about these details now.
"This is just a spoken word." He smiled, "This is a word between men. If you, a girl, don't know it, it means nothing. It's just like the weather is nice today."
Miss Jun looked at him expressionless, and Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian were also the same as before.
This made the man's smile and familiar expression look a little awkward.
But he seemed to be very good at resolving this embarrassment, and his expression became solemn the next moment.
"You are not chasing me for these five thousand taels of silver, are you?" he said.
"Of course not." Miss Jun said.
The young man nodded and smiled in approval, as if his previous words were not a question but an affirmation.
"I knew you weren't," he said. "Anyone who can use five thousand taels as lottery prizes must be an elegant man who spends a lot of money to buy a smile."
As he said this, he looked at Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu.
"You two have extraordinary looks and deeds. You are definitely not someone who cares about five thousand taels of silver. What's more, this is not about money."
"This is indeed not about money." Miss Jun said, looking at him and asking again, "Why do you think I'm a second-rate person?"
So dealing with girls is the most troublesome.
You don't even know why they are always obsessed with some inexplicable things.
The young man wanted to take a step back, but found that Miss Jun was still holding his belt.
"Let go of your hands first," he said.
Miss Jun looked at him without moving.
"Don't worry, I won't run away." The young man said, "Now that I know you don't covet my beauty, of course you won't be afraid."
He pointed at Miss Jun's wrist. Miss Jun's summer shirt had thin sleeves, revealing a round jade bracelet on her slender wrist.
"Look, your hands are so beautiful," he said, "but when we talk like this, our posture is really not beautiful."
As he spoke, he lifted his feet over the stool and sat down.
Because of the sudden movement, Miss Jun, who was holding his belt, almost fell into his arms.
Miss Jun let go of her hand.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the front and back of his side.
"Sit, sit." He said, as enthusiastically as if he were entertaining friends who had not seen him for a long time at his own home. "Everyone sit down and talk."
Miss Jun sat down in front of him, and Fang Chengyu also sat down. He did not come very close, but was right where he was standing.
"Look how good your little husband is to you." The young man said, looking at Fang Chengyu's sincere admiration, "He listens to you and believes in you and is always by your side without disturbing you."
Fang Chengyu smiled at him, his expression a bit shy, but also a bit happy that his feelings were noticed and recognized.
"Of course you are also very good." The young man looked at Miss Jun again, with a sincere expression and sighed, "You also heard that he believed that he would always take him with him, and he would not hide or avoid him in anything he did.
If you do this, you are really a good girl."
As he spoke, he picked up the tea from the table nearby, picked up the obviously unused tea bowl on the table, poured a bowl of tea, and handed it to Miss Jun.
"I didn't expect that we would meet so far away after so long. It's really fate." He looked at her and smiled.
Fate?
Miss Jun took the tea bowl without saying a word and did not mind that the tea bowl was unclean.
The young man also seemed to know that she would not find it objectionable, and the pouring and passing of tea was natural and casual.
He continued to pour tea and greeted Fang Chengyu here.
Although he was the only one speaking in the huge teahouse, the atmosphere became lively.
Lei Zhonglian looked at this man. Although his body remained tense and alert, he couldn't help but admire this man's ability to turn embarrassment into comfort.