whose rabbit

Chapter 7

How would Lang respond?Is it begging for mercy submissively or looking at the red hijab shyly and giggling.What if it was Du Wei?He will definitely smile very nicely, unlike the usual smirk that teases himself or the big laugh after success, he will look at the bride with a serious smile, the corners of his eyes are raised, and it is full of tiny bits of happiness.It's just that my eyes are astringent?

Nan Ting looked sideways at Du Wei, only to see him say, "Thank you very much." The curvature of the corner of his mouth is just right, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Then Nan Ting was dragged into a restaurant by Du Wei.The woman in the yellow shirt walks slowly, with her slender waist curling up.

"Don't look around." Du Wei squeezed Nan Ting's hand hard.

As soon as they met, he became jealous. Sure enough, even Du Wei was a woman who liked others, and he was just a rabbit raised by him, so he could only pretend to be a man.The mist in his eyes was too heavy, Nan Ting blinked hard and squeezed his mouth tightly.

The three of them went straight to the second floor, and the second one saw that he was a villain, so he called "Miss Zhang" from afar, and arranged a box with his body bent.

"This young man looks familiar, but I don't know what to call him?" Miss Zhang looked clear.

"Well, I am the son's book boy."

"It's not like, I've never seen such a beautiful book boy, oh, sorry, I don't mean you are feminine, I just mean you are beautiful, ah, no, your face is like a crown jade, and your eyebrows are picturesque, um, I I don't know how to say it, I blame my father for forcing me to read so many messy books that my mind is confused, in short, it means to praise you for being beautiful."

Nan Ting looked at Du Wei for help.Du Wei patted his hand reassuringly, this small gesture was done generously by Du Wei, naturally it did not escape Miss Zhang's eyes.

"Miss Zhang has eyesight, Nan Ting is my younger brother, and he sneaked out a few days ago because he was troubled by his father's discipline."

"Then he was the one I saw in the Manyue Tower a few days ago."

"Exactly, the younger brother is ignorant of world affairs and martial arts, thanks to Miss Zhang's help that day." Du Wei clasped his fists.

"What do I help, just mess around. I was scolded by my father just because of this. Really, Manyuelou is full of crimes, and it has harmed so many good children of other people, and it is worth scolding me for it." Miss Zhang waved her hand Said.

"It's rare that Ms. Zhang has a chivalrous heart, even the scholars in the academy who have read all the sage books can't compare."

"Call me Fuyin, Ms. Zhang, Ms. Zhang is so awkward. If it weren't for my father insisting on wearing a skirt, I wouldn't wear it, and it would be inconvenient for me to walk. By the way, I saw that your lightness kung fu is really good that day, no Do you know where the teacher came from?"

"My teacher has long since stopped asking about worldly affairs, so it's inconvenient to disclose. But Fuyin's martial arts has formed its own way, which is admirable."

"That's right, even my master said that I'm a good material for martial arts. However, it's not enough to study, otherwise I wouldn't have gone out to explore the rivers and lakes early. You don't think I'm rude." Although Miss Zhang said so, But his legs were already on the bench, as if he would roll up his sleeves if you nodded.

Du Wei smiled slightly, "Fuyin is serious. Some people are good at writing, and some are good at martial arts, but they have different interests, and there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. It is rare to see a straightforward woman like Fuyin, and she will soon become a heroine that Mr. Zhang has to praise. Hero, why bother to stick to those big and inappropriate characters." Du Wei stretched out his hand and poured her a cup of tea.

"You are right. I have never been used to those nerds who have no power to restrain their hands. What's the use of pouring a stomach full of ink, they can't catch my trick. But you are different, someday We can have a competition together." Fuyin Shi Shiran drank the cup of tea, and said, "This tea is not good, my family has a good Yuqian Longjing, next time I will bring you some."

"Thank you in advance, but now I have something to ask." Du Wei held Nan Ting's hand tightly and said, "My little brother has been weak since he was a child, and he has always been a treasure in the palm of his parents. If we let them know that the full moon The matter of Lou must be worrying, so I ask Fuyin to keep it a secret for us."

"You're afraid that the family will find out and take you back. Don't worry, I won't tell. I have experience with the family affairs." Fuyin winked at Nan Ting.

Fuyin has always been daring, doing her own way, but her lack of literacy is a little awkward. If she sees a person like Du Wei who behaves like a coquettish person, her words are full of admiration for herself, so the more she talks, the happier she will be.Du Wei also has an unruly temperament, and it is very suitable for him to meet the forthright Buddhist voice.

"How did Fuyin find me today?" Du Wei asked.

"Well, it's nothing but a coincidence."

"Really?" The ending sound was very high.

"Well, my father asked me to come to you."

"Master Zhang?"

"He always thinks that I don't know how to read and write, and I don't know the rhythm, so let me ask you, the number one talented scholar in the academy, for advice."

"I don't dare to be a talented person, but I don't know what you want to learn?"

"Actually, I don't want to learn anything, but for the sake of business, let's learn Xiao Xiao. When I was young, my father liked to stand in the yard and play the flute."

The two came downstairs after they agreed on a date, and Nan Ting was a little dizzy, so she heard Du Wei say, "Wait for the Buddha's voice." Du Wei dragged him all the way, and he didn't remember how he got home.

In front of the desk, Du Wei took the paperweight and said without raising his head, "What's the matter, I didn't see you talking at the dinner table, and you didn't speak when you came back."

"Master, is Miss Zhang coming here?"

"Why is it called the son again? Huh?" Dip the ink and write.

"Mind it."

"Well, you don't seem to like her, and you didn't say a word to her." Nanting Jiashui's hand shook, and the ink faded.

Du Wei kept his head down, as if he saw it, but also as if he didn't see it.After a long while, a man appeared on the paper, plain clothes and black hair, with a look of shock and anger, supported by a little girl with buns, and slowly descended from upstairs.It was Nan Ting in the Full Moon Building that day.The master in this painting stared at the person in the painting and was stunned. Why isn't it Miss Zhang?

Chapter 11

Before he knew it, it had been more than two months since Nan Ting went down the mountain, and no one came to Du Wei's hut on weekdays, except Miss Zhang, who often came to ask for advice with some topics, including poetry, poetry and prose.It can be seen that Mr. Zhang really wants to train this homeless heroine into a lady of the world.Fuyin came more often, so he simply paid homage to Du Weizuo, Mr. Wenwen.She is forthright, so Du Wei pays more attention to giving advice, and Nan Ting will get used to it after listening a lot, and sometimes helps to teach Zhang Fuyin, a stupid student.

"Sir, don't you know how angry my father is at home? He even keeps a close eye on me and keeps me from going out every day?"

"My father is a well-known gentleman. Could it be that there is some trouble in business?" Du Wei pulled Nan Ting to sit down.

Fuyin looked at the two people's clasped hands and curled her lips. "It's not the case of the fire accident in the Manyue Building last time. My father checked and checked, but he couldn't find it out, and he couldn't close the case for a long time."

"Although this case is not simple, Mr. Zhang is famous for solving cases like a god. How could he not find out?" Du Wei said indifferently. If it is burned, it will be burned, so why bother to check again.

"It's not that there are no clues, it's just that my father seems to have found something serious and dare not intervene."

"What terrible thing can make Mr. Zhang feel so embarrassed?" Du Wei poured Nan Ting a cup of tea. The fresh bamboo leaf green was delivered from the capital a few days ago, fresh and mellow.

"It's not a matter between those big men, you don't know, the one who called the price at Chunmanlou that night is the current nine thousand years old."

"Isn't Nine Thousand Years Eunuch a eunuch?" Nan Ting asked, the mouse had told himself.

"In the future, don't say anything about eunuchs who are not eunuchs. What does it look like?" Du Wei wiped off the water stains on Nan Ting's lips with his thumb.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I said sir, you are too strict. I, a big girl, can say it, why can't he say it. But, little guy, you are wrong this time, this nine thousand years old Not an eunuch, the late emperor encountered an assassin during his southern tour and almost died. He happened to save the late emperor's life, but he refused to ask for a reward. The late emperor moved him and sealed him nine thousand years old. worry."

"You also know that you are a big girl, and if you are so outspoken and careful, you won't be able to marry in the future." Du Wei patted Nan Ting's head, as if to say, I don't care what others say, just listen to me.Nan Ting nodded obediently, with a sweet heart.

"Then his martial arts must be very high, even higher than Nianzhi?"

"Maybe, he is the leader of martial arts now."

"Then you dare to confront him that day?" Du Wei smiled narrowly.

"Then I didn't know that at the time? He looked like a prince or something that day. My master taught me that when I met princes and nobles, I must bully them fiercely. Who told them that they usually like to bully people."

"Missing the topic, let's talk about this case."

"Do you still remember the boy who filed the complaint that day?"

"Is that the one in Chunmanlou?" Nan Ting listened with gusto, his big eyes wide open.

"That's it, who do you think he sued?"

"Nine thousand years old?"

"how do you know?"

"I guess."

Du Wei laughed loudly, "My younger brother is born smart, and he can even imitate my pen and ink."

"Then you must not guess how Nine Thousand Years reacted."

"I guess he probably went to invite your father to drink tea." This time it was Du Wei who answered.

"How does sir know?"

"Although he appeared in Chunmanlou that day, the group of guards around him were very skilled. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is definitely not an ordinary family's nursing home. He did this clearly to let people know that he is nine thousand years old. After arriving in the town, the water leakage case happened next. With such a coincidence, most people would be considered to be framed.