"Why should I be so formal with her? We grew up together wearing open-crotch pants!" Fu Jiaheng ignored Ah Tao and walked straight into the bedroom, lifting the curtain. Sure enough, he saw Fang Chengyin sitting in front of the dressing table, applying lipstick in front of the mirror. At this time, Fu Jiaheng, who was peeking in the mirror, rolled his eyes. Fu Jiaheng pretended not to see it. He smiled and walked to the bed and sat down. He picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip. He asked Fang Chengyin with a smile, "Fang Chengyin, why don't I see the guard who sent me back to Zhili last time?"
"You mean... Guard Kong?" Fang Chengyin looked straight ahead, still concentrating on applying lipstick in front of the mirror, and casually said, "He went to the capital."
"He...he went to the capital?" Fu Jiaheng was startled, and then he became a little depressed. He sighed and muttered, "When will he come back? Can he come back before March?"
Fu Jiaheng will not stay in Ningguta for long, and will have to go back with Mrs. Fu in a few days.
"No, he sent Mr. Chen to take the exam. The round trip will take at least four or five months," Fang Chengyin said, taking out a charcoal pencil to draw her eyebrows and glancing at Fu Jiaheng, "Why are you asking about him? You don't even know him well."
"Who said I don't know him well? We've been together on the road for more than a month!" Fu Jiaheng said with emotion while holding the teacup, "The guard Da Kong is really a nice person, with good kung fu and a good figure, and most importantly, he is handsome and doesn't talk much. He is my type!"
“Snap!”
The charcoal pencil in her hand fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. Fang Chengyin didn't even think of picking it up. She stared at Fu Jiaheng in amazement: "You...what do you mean by this?"
"It's very clear what you mean," Fu Jiaheng said to Fang Chengyin with a smile without feeling embarrassed, "You can hook up with the little guard Kong, but I can't hook up with the big guard Kong?"
Fang Chengyin's mouth twitched: "I have always treated you as a sister, but you are thinking of becoming my sister-in-law?"
“Hahaha!” Fu Jiaheng laughed so hard that the water in the cup spilled out. Fu Jiaheng put the cup on the table and said embarrassedly, “Actually, I told him about it on the road last time, but he rejected me outright. Maybe he didn’t feel my sincerity. So this time, I wanted to express my feelings to Guard Da Kong once more, to let him know that I really want to spend my whole life with him!”
"No, he has already felt your sincerity," Fang Chengyin bent down to pick up the charcoal pencil, and then silently said to Fu Jiaheng, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have said he wanted to exchange jobs with Xiao Deng the moment he heard that you were coming to Ningguta. He even insisted on sending Mr. Chen to take the exam in this freezing cold weather. It's obvious that he was... scared by your sincerity."
"Really?" Fu Jiaheng immediately looked extremely hurt. "Did he really go to the capital just to avoid me?"
"I think it's 99% correct," Fang Chengyin nodded firmly, looking at Fu Jiaheng with sympathy, "There's really no need to send Guard Da Kong for such a mission. Originally, Xiao Deng would have done it, but Dad received a letter from Lord Fu that day, saying that you and Madam Fu would come to Ningguta after the New Year. Then the next day Guard Da Kong said he had to switch jobs with Guard Xiao Deng. Guard Xiao Deng didn't want to switch, but he forced two taels of silver on him, which made Guard Xiao Deng very nervous. He thought Guard Da Kong was planning to steal his job."
Fu Jiaheng grumbled, "What's wrong with me? I'm good-looking, young, and pretty. Why can't he like me?"
Fang Chengyin looked Fu Jiaheng up and down, then hesitated and said, "Maybe it's just his personality."
Fu Jiaheng: “…”
Seeing his sad look, Fang Chengyin hurriedly comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay. Even if you can't be my sister-in-law, you can still be my little sister!"
Fu Jiaheng: "...Stinky girl, shut up!"
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