When he heard someone asking Hu Gui what he thought, he turned around.

"Idiot means stupid." He said enthusiastically, then came to his senses as soon as the words came out of his mouth and turned his head blankly to look at the young man and Miss Jun.

The young man seemed to be addressing Miss Jun.

Why did I say the word "idiot"? It's because I was talking about the chess game.

Talking about the chess game in Yangcheng.

Master Fang and Miss Jun came from Yangcheng.

You are that idiot.

What an idiot.

He looked to the other side again, and Lei Zhonglian was indeed looking at him coldly.

Hu Gui raised his hand to cover his mouth, and patted it gently.

Idiot.

"Yes." Miss Jun looked at him, "I am that idiot."

Maybe he didn't expect her to answer so bluntly, or maybe he found it funny to see such a little girl say such vulgar words.

The young man chuckled.

"You are really amazing." He said again, looking at Miss Jun with a half-smile, "You actually chased me here?"

"I didn't pursue you." Miss Jun said.

Chase here.

Not chasing you.

The people watching around had expressions of understanding yet surprise.

This kind of conversation obviously involves something between a man and a woman, but isn’t Miss Jun married?

Everyone in the room immediately looked at Fang Chengyu.

One is running away, the other is chasing, and there is also a disabled little husband who is a close relative.

It is difficult for lovers to be together, so for your kindness I pledge my life to you at the age of nine.

Hu Gui had already thought of a title for his next book about Miss Jun.

But it's not good to be criticized in front of others for such things.

"Well, everyone, go away, let's go." Hu Gui came back to his senses and called out loudly.

When he said this, Miss Jun and the others did not object, and Hu Gui was even more certain of his actions. After repeated calls, the people in the teahouse left reluctantly but did not dare to annoy Miss Jun.

Hu Gui thought about it and finally walked out and stood guard at the door of the teahouse.

There were only four of them left in the huge teahouse.

"I knew long ago that the chess game was not sincere." The young man said, raising his eyebrows, "I didn't expect you to be so persistent."

Miss Jun looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

"I've known for a long time that you are a mean person," she said, "but I didn't expect you to be so mean."

The young man raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" he said, and then he said "oh" after saying this. He obviously thought of something and looked a little surprised.

Does she mean that she didn't follow him? Otherwise she would have recognized him the last time they met in the mountains.

It was obvious that what happened in the mountains was an accident.

It was not until now, just now, when I heard myself talking about the Yangcheng chess game, that I recognized it.

No wonder she said, “It was you.”

It turns out that it does not refer to the woodcutter himself, but to the person who broke the deadlock in Yangcheng.

If that's the case, then it really is...

"It can't be such a coincidence?" he continued in surprise.

His reaction was really quick.

Of course he was fast. The man who could come up with the idea of ​​letting Tian San break the impasse for him while he himself hid himself showed that he was a man of many tricks.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"It's just a coincidence," she said.

The young man looked at her with his eyes moving.

"So, we are really destined to be together?" He smiled and raised his eyebrows and said, "Girl, what do you think?"

Miss Jun looked at him.

"I want to know why I'm such a fool," she said.

There was a moment of silence in the teahouse.

Immediately, the man's laughter was heard.

"Don't worry about these details, kid." He said, and the weird and silly expressions on his face disappeared. Instead, they were replaced by a bright and warm expression like sunlight.

He reached out and patted the girl on the shoulder, like a familiar older brother from the neighborhood.

Even the older brother next door, no matter how familiar he is with the girl, will never pat her on the shoulder.

But this is just like how no matter how familiar a girl next door is with a man, she shouldn't hold on to his belt.

Don't worry about the details now.

"It's just a colloquialism." He laughed. "It's something men say to each other. If you, a girl, don't know it, it doesn't mean anything. It's just like the weather is nice today."

Miss Jun looked at him expressionlessly, and Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian were the same as before.

This made the man's smile and familiar expression seem a little awkward.

But he seemed to be very good at resolving this kind of embarrassment, and the next moment his expression became serious.

"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 with approval, as if his previous words were not a question but an affirmation.

"I knew you weren't that kind of person," he said. "Anyone who can take out five thousand taels as a bet must be a gentleman who is willing to spend a fortune on a smile."

As he said this, he looked at Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu.

"You two have extraordinary looks and behavior. You are definitely not the kind of people who care about five thousand taels of silver. Besides, this is not about money."

"It's really not about money." Miss Jun said, looking at him and asked again, "Why do you think I'm an idiot?"

So dealing with girls is the most troublesome thing.

You don't know why they always get tangled up in some inexplicable things.

The young man wanted to take a step back, but found that his belt was still held by Miss Jun.

"Let go of your hand first," he said.

Miss Jun looked at him motionlessly.

"Don't worry, I won't run away." The young man said, "Now that I know you are not coveting my beauty, I am not afraid anymore."

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 foot, hooked 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 around him.

"Sit down, sit down," he said, as if he were welcoming a long-lost friend from afar to his home. "Everyone sit down and talk."

Miss Jun sat down in front of him, and Fang Chengyu also sat down. He did not walk too close, but stayed where he was originally standing.

"Look how good your little husband is to you." The young man said, looking at Fang Chengyu's sincere praise, "He listens to you and believes in you and is always by your side, but he doesn't bother you."

Fang Chengyu smiled at him, with a look of shyness and joy that his feelings were noticed and recognized by others.

"Of course you are good too." The young man looked at Miss Jun again, his expression sincere and sighing, "You also listened to him and believed in him, and kept him by your side all the time. You did not hide or avoid him at all in your actions. You are really a good girl to be able to do this."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea from the table beside him, picked up the teacup that was obviously unused on the table, poured a bowl of tea, and handed it to Miss Jun.

"I didn't expect that we would meet in such a far place after such a long time. This is really fate." He looked at her and smiled.

Is it fate?

Miss Jun took the tea bowl without saying a word, and did not mind that it was dirty.

The young man seemed to know that she would not object, so he poured and served the tea naturally and casually.

He continued to pour tea and greeted Fang Chengyu over here.

Although he was the only voice speaking in the huge teahouse, the atmosphere became lively.

Lei Zhonglian looked at the man. Although he remained tense and alert, he couldn't help but admire the man's ability to turn embarrassment into comfort.

Is this being unrestrained or shameless?