Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Song Baoling's fingers curled up even tighter at his reminder, and then he reacted and pushed him away with some embarrassment.

"Why did you suddenly appear here?"

Jun Tingsheng didn't answer, "You haven't told me who you want to marry yet?"

"It's okay not to marry anyone." Song Baoling said discouragedly, Jun Tingsheng's eyes moved slightly, and he withdrew his hand.

The cold touch left, and Song Baoling was startled, "The weather is getting warmer, why are your hands still so cold?"

Seeing that she was so worried about herself, the resentment in Jun Tingsheng's eyebrows dissipated a bit, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

"It's you, how did I hear that you and Mr. Zhang's family are engaged?" He asked back, with a possessive desire that he didn't realize.

Song Baoling shrank his neck, and simply admitted directly, "This is indeed the case."

"pat-"

As soon as she finished speaking, a small corner of the armrest of the chair was crushed by Jun Tingsheng.

"So Ling'er was thinking about when to marry him just now?" Jun Tingsheng spoke softly, but his expression and hand movements were completely opposite.

Song Baoling was shocked, "No! The engagement was promised by Princess Gutana before, and it has nothing to do with me!"

She immediately explained that Jun Tingsheng's expression improved a bit, "When will the engagement be terminated?"

"Removing it now will make people tongue-tied, and wait." Song Baoling replied unhurriedly.

Jun Tingsheng was a little annoyed that his little group could still be taken advantage of by being so tight-lipped.

"One month, within one month, I will solve it." Song Baoling raised a finger to assure him, lest he impulsively find Zhang Qinghe.

Jun Tingsheng nodded slightly, but his mood was obviously not much better.

"Tsk tsk tsk~" Yu Zikong suddenly broke the atmosphere, "It seems that there will be another person in this world who is trapped by love."

Jun Tingsheng looked over coldly, but Yu Zikong was not afraid at all, put his shoulder on his shoulder, "My lord, you are still too unkind."

"How do you want me to be human?"

Yu Zikong stroked his chin, pretending to be thinking seriously, and said seriously, "Of course you have your big teeth showing your smile anytime, anywhere."

His tone was mean, and he looked like he deserved a beating. His voice was so loud that even Zhao Ping and Erhu on the other side could hear him.

"It will be great when Young Master Yu doesn't act like this." Er Hu said with emotion.

Zhao Ping also smiled a little, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "How long have we been here?"

"Three or four years." Erhu counted the time and touched him, "Zhao Ping, I haven't seen any girl you are interested in these few years, and you live less than a monk."

"Don't you have any idea?"

Erhu was very curious, Zhao Ping sneered, "Who said you must start a family? It's best for me to be lonely, so as not to harm other girls."

"But I think you are very good. You are so responsible and careful. Who will marry you and die happily?" Erhu was puzzled.

After he and He Qianrong got married, he might not have so much time to come to Ji Ren Tang. Yu Zikong also said that he wanted to leave. Isn't Zhao Ping alone?

Zhao Ping saw what was going on in his heart, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Er Hu, I came here without any worries, and I also want to leave without any worries."

Erhu seemed to understand but didn't understand, he was stunned for a long time and shook off his hand, "Forget it, I don't understand what you said, anyway, I can remind you, I won't welcome you when you become an old bachelor in the future."

Zhao Ping smiled easily, with an indifferent expression on his face.

It was peaceful inside, but there was a sudden commotion outside, Song Baoling poked his head outside.

"What's going on here?"

Yu Zikong glanced lightly, "Tsk, it's that national teacher again, really annoying."

After speaking, he got up and went to the inner room. Erhu and Zhao Ping looked at each other and walked outside helplessly.

Song Baoling wanted to follow curiously, but when his wrist was pulled, Jun Tingsheng closed his eyes, "Go to the inner room."

"I want to go outside and have a look." Song Baoling met Shang Jun Tingsheng's eyes, and finally lost the battle and went to the inner room.

Yu Zikong lay leisurely on the recliner inside, a little impatient, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw her come in, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

"Jun Tingsheng refuses." Song Baoling said helplessly, holding his chin.

Yu Zikong couldn't help teasing her, "Yo, you started to be strict with your husband before you got married?"

Song Baoling's hands that poured the tea trembled, and half of the bitter tea was spilled on the table, forming a meandering stream.

Yu Zikong got up from the recliner immediately when he saw it from the corner of his eye, "This tea is precious!"

"Well, expensive, expensive..." Song Baoling didn't realize it, and dealt with it perfunctorily, and the words "husband strict" became bigger and bigger in his mind.

Yu Zikong was rather dissatisfied, "Are you still thinking about the strict control of your husband?"

Song Baoling came back to his senses in shock, until his face flushed red and his mouth was stiff, "No!"

"My tea is so precious, I'm not even willing to drink more." Yu Zikong was heartbroken. Although he didn't like the taste, the tea was more expensive.

"How much is the tea?" Song Baoling wiped the tea on the table with a handkerchief.

Yu Zikong coughed dryly, "I don't know the details, but it's very expensive anyway."

Song Baoling rolled his eyes, "Why do I think this is ordinary green tea?"

Yu Zikong paused, and made amends for himself, "How could it be ordinary green tea, it just looks like it."

"Okay, what do you say? What happened to the national teacher outside?"

Cutting to the point, Yu Zikong became serious, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, "That national teacher will come to parade in the street every once in a while."

"It's fine to go on a tour, and you need people to kneel on both sides, and you can't look up at him. I think it's a psychopath."

Song Baoling had a complicated expression, "So you hide in the back room every time?"

Yu Zikong raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise, do you want me to kneel him? Just dream, a crooked thing still wants me to kneel him?"

He was very disgusted, "You don't know how many disgusting things he has done in the past two years."

"Claiming that I can prophesy, I almost framed Jun Tingsheng. Fortunately, they dare not move, and they will only spread some false news, villain! Despicable!"

"Forget it. The first day the national teacher came to the capital, he actually wanted to demolish our Ji Ren Hall. Isn't this just looking for trouble?"

Song Baoling was stunned, "Then does he have a high prestige?"

She took a peek before entering the inner room, and the people outside were already blocked, and she heard that the national teacher had come out.

"Prestige... in the eyes of most people, it is quite high. He had a small drought last year, and he did a rain calling ceremony. It really rained later, and those people praised him so shamelessly."

Song Baoling felt something was wrong, "Theoretically, why is there a drought in the capital?"

"It's probably his own doing, just to increase his credibility." Yu Zikong said disdainfully.

"It's just that Erhu and Zhao Ping are afraid of causing trouble every time they go out to worship, and if they are found not kneeling, they will drag you to the street on the high platform to show the public."