This was probably the young man's villa in Shangjing.
Pavilions, towers, red walls and green tiles.
Quiet and unique.
"I heard Meng Jingyue is going crazy looking for you." The young man chuckled, "But... even if he turned Shangjing upside down, he wouldn't be able to find me."
Pan Shu took note of it silently.
The location is hidden.
Pan Shu was not in a hurry.
She could feel that the handsome but evil man in front of her had no intention of killing her for the time being, but as for the future, that was hard to say.
"Um...Miss Ban."
Pan Shu looked up at him.
The bright and dazzling sunlight cast a golden glow on his thick eyelashes, and his eyelids were covered with a faint haze.
"Meng Jingchi is also secretly looking for you." The young man raised his eyebrows with a smile, approached her, and his warm breath sprayed on the side of Pan Shu's face. His thin lips touched the sensitive earlobe and laughed, "You are playing very colorfully."
"?"
She disagreed with this.
"Don't put any blame on me, I'm warning you."
"Really? Then why would he risk being discovered by Meng Jingyue and mobilize the forces he cultivated in the dark, just to get his sister-in-law back?"
He raised his lip in interest, "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"
"So restless, tsk."
He stepped back, putting some distance between himself and Panshu.
Pan Shu really couldn't figure this man out.
"Aren't you trying to test Meng Jingyue? Why don't you just tell him that I'm in your hands?"
Zhou Younong laughed first, then curled his knuckles and raised only his slender, jade-white index finger to press against Banshu's lips. "Sometimes it's fun to play a game of cat and mouse, isn't it?"
"Yeah." Pan Shu responded listlessly.
"You are just treating me perfunctorily." The young man was dissatisfied.
“You’re amazing.”
As her rosy lips opened and closed, the moist and soft flesh pressed against the tip of his gradually warming index finger.
Zhou Younong quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded.
He turned his face sideways.
His eyes and eyebrows looked cold, only his earlobes were red.
"Just speak nicely."
Don't seduce him.
"?" Can you speak human language?
…
Shangjing, Meng family.
Meng Jingyue hid in the darkness gloomily, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
He pursed his lips. "Can't find it? Shangjing is such a big place, how can you not find it? Three days, my patience is only three days. If you can't find the young lady, don't blame me for being rude."
"……yes."
"roll."
The well-trained men in black retreated silently.
The young man tilted his long neck, his Adam's apple rolling heavily, his eyes empty and silent.
"Shushu...where are you?"
The sky gradually darkened, and a golden light flashed across the horizon.
Lu Xing nonchalantly wiped the delicate little gun in his hand. He raised his eyelids and said, "Huh? You're asking me for help?"
The boy straightened his back.
His face was cold and he pursed his lips, "Yes."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Use the military to search the land north of the city."
Lu Xing raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "That place is a strategic location for munitions."
"So we need Major General Lu's leniency."
Lu Xing avoided the topic and easily disassembled the pistol with a click. He fiddled with the parts and said, "I never thought that the always dissolute Young Master Meng would be so capable that he could even find out about the north of the city... Even your brother couldn't find out."
Meng Jingchi clenched his fists.
really.
Lu Xing knows!
He said with a stern face, "What do you want?"
Lu Xing laughed and said, "I should say, what can Young Master Meng give me?"
"Arms supply." Meng Jingchi rubbed his fingertips slowly. He raised his eyes, hiding the dark light. "Unlimited, unlimited supply. The Lu family will be the Meng family's only long-term partner."
Lu Xing was obviously interested.
He said with regret, "What a pity. You are not the one who is in charge of the Meng family, otherwise I would really be tempted."
“The people in power can be changed.”
The young man finally revealed a deep coldness that was inconsistent with his bright and harmless appearance, "My brother, a cripple, should step down."
Lu Xing glanced at him thoughtfully.
Playfully, "It seems that not only I, but even your brother underestimates you."
Who would have thought that this young man who usually only knew how to play and make people laugh had secretly raised a huge force, and even found out Zhou Sanye's whereabouts in the north of the city. Even Lu Xing got the information from above.
“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”
The man spoke softly.
…
"Third Master, where is this?" Pan Shu saw others calling him "Third Master" and followed suit.
Her voice is sweet and soft.
It turned out that the ordinary name went around in her mouth, and when it was spit out again, it seemed to contain some affection.
It sounds surprisingly good.
Zhou Younong hooked his finger at her, and Panshu ran over obediently.
The young man lifted her pointed and delicate white chin and asked, "Can you sing?"
It's no secret that Mr. Zhou San likes to listen to music.
"meeting."
He closed his eyes and said, "Sing a song for me."
"Although the moonlight is beautiful, the air is filled with sorrow and grief, which is so pitiful..." The girl babbled, her beautiful eyes fixed on the young man's amused expression, "Exactly... What have heroes throughout the ages fought for? To win the battle and capture the captives..."
Zhou Younong paused and smiled, "We have loved each other for more than ten years, and now I see that I am about to be separated from you..."
He didn't hum.
Just state it calmly.
The cold voice makes the sad opera lyrics more elusive.
"Third Master, did I sing well?" She tilted her head back, looked at him with her bright round eyes as if asking for a reward, and spoke softly.
Zhou Younong lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly.
I can’t say what the emotion is.
He reached out and touched the top of her head. "It's okay, but not as good as those Qingyi actors in the opera world."
"I don't go to the opera house as often as Third Master. His ears have been sharpened. It's normal that the little songs I sing are not to his liking..." The girl pretended to be sad and wiped away the unfounded tears from the corners of her eyes.
It looks so pitiful.
Zhou Younong's heart softened.
"I didn't say you sang badly."
It actually sounds very nice.
She has a nice voice.
"Have you ever sung for Meng Jingyue?" He casually ruffled Ban Shu's soft and fluffy hair.
Pan Shu avoided him and said, "You messed up my hair."
Zhou Younong curled his fingers and withdrew his hand helplessly, "You have such a bad temper."
"Have you ever sung for Meng Jingyue? You haven't answered me yet." Zhou Younong asked again, in a softer voice.
The girl muttered, "He's not like the Third Master who rushes to the Pear Garden all day long."
"You're so jealous." Zhou Younong's eyebrows were stained with a smile. "I'm just listening to music, not doing anything dirty. Don't say anything nonsense."
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