Qiao Dadong was not annoyed when Yanxi refuted his words, Yanxi was tall and tall in his twenties, when he was young, people in the house would bully him as a foreigner, but now seeing his cold face, he wanted to stay away, and even more so.What's more, Yanxi has the support of the master, and Qiao Dadong, who is getting more and more stooped, of course doesn't want to mess with him.

"Okay, go." Qiao Dadong waved his hand.

Qiao Zhuo ran out of lunch, so he asked Bao Zhu to bring a new one, and specifically asked, "I want a few small dishes."

Baozhu was stunned, "Master, but Mr. Liu told you that you are weak and don't eat meat."

Qiao Zhuo glared at him, and Baozhu knelt down instantly in fright, "Okay, master, this servant will pass it on right away."

It was so easy to wait for three liang of meat to arrive on the table, but a refreshing male voice shouted from outside the door: "Master Qiao, why does he close the door and see no customers, and let this ice cube face chase me away?"

Holding the chopsticks, Qiao Zhuo raised his eyes towards the door, only to see that the silver bowl in Yanxi's hand was snatched away by Hu Rui. Hu Rui is a trendy student returning from studying abroad with a fashionable hairstyle. He wears a suit and travels between villages and towns all day long.

Hu Rui has been in the mall for a long time, and he is eloquent. Even Qiao Dadong can't stop him, and Qiao Zhuo didn't expect Yanxi to be able to stop him. He just wants to find some peace.

Qiaojia Village has a tradition of offering sacrifices and does not want Hu Rui to stay longer, but this person only met Qiao Zhuo once when he stayed in Qiao's house, and he refused to leave no matter what. He even opened a gunpowder factory in the village.

The troublesome Qiao Zhuo didn't want to provoke him, so he hid as much as he could, but if he really couldn't hide, he thought of a way.

Simply put, Hu Rui is a straightforward person, with one heart nailed on Qiao Zhuo, and he doesn't care about other weddings, funerals, and sacrifices to mountain gods.

"What a good thing, why did you give it to that kid? He always has a serious face, as if he doesn't like me." Hu Rui sat down beside Qiao Zhuo while Yanxi stood at the entrance of the dining hall,Lowered eyelashes hide boredom.

A nameless irritability rose from the bottom of Yanxi's heart. He really didn't like this shopkeeper Hu, who was cunning and savage.

Qiao Zhuo took a piece of chicken with his chopsticks, and he was so moved beyond words when he ate it, this was his first bite of meat in this small world!

After taking a few mouthfuls, Qiao Zhuo said to Hu Rui with a cold face: "There are many people who don't like Shopkeeper Hu."

Not only was Hu Rui not embarrassed when he heard the words, but he smiled very viscously, "What about Master Qiao, you don't like me either?"

Qiao Zhuo, who usually didn't want to say anything to Hu Rui, answered quickly at this moment, as if he was afraid that Hu Rui might misunderstand, and said, "I don't like it."

After all, Hu Rui's expression failed to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, and he rubbed the silver bowl with his hand and smiled: "Really?"

As soon as the sentence was finished, the system sounded: "The male protagonist Yanxi's disgust value is -5."

Qiao Zhuo almost dropped his chopsticks on the ground, and said in surprise, "What's the matter with you, male lead?"!He inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced at Yanxi who was standing outside the door. The young man had long backs and long legs, without squinting. He was as handsome as a pine tree.

Qiao Zhuo thought for a while and couldn't figure out why the disgust value was deducted.

Seeing that Qiao Zhuo resisted him in a few words, Hu Rui felt displeased, and said, "If you don't like this bowl, forget it as a gift, why let a brat do it to you."

Qiao Zhuo's face darkened, and he held the silver chopsticks with his slender fingers, and said very coldly: "What does Shopkeeper Hu want from me?"

Hearing this tone, Hu Rui instantly understood that Qiao Zhuo was angry. Beauty is rare, so he put down the bowl and said hurriedly, "I won't grab his bowl, so don't be angry."

Qiao Zhuo lightly raised his hand, and Baozhu quickly stepped forward to take off the red rope tie for him, his black hair was scattered around his waist, and the man couldn't put any emotions into his eyes, he just said: "Master Hu is just joking, there is only one bowlThat's all, you can take it if you want."

"The male protagonist Yanxi's disgust value +5."

Qiao Zhuo: "...I'm really confused."

Hu Rui watched Qiao Zhuo get up helplessly, and stepped forward a few steps: "Don't, you are obviously annoying me."

Qiao Zhuo really frowned when he saw that he looked like a plaster, and chased away the guests: "Master Hu, please go back if you have nothing to do."

But who is Hu Rui? He has always been the best at sticking hot faces to people's cold buttocks. He licked his face and shouted behind Qiao Zhuo with a smile: "Master Qiao, the Lantern Festival will be in two months. I heard from the villagers that you will replace Qiao's village."Pray for a good harvest, and see you later!"

Qiao Zhuo didn't eat a good meal, so he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to Hu Rui and went straight to the backyard.

It wasn't until he reached the door of the wing that Qiao Zhuo noticed that Yanxi had been following behind him.

Qiao Zhuo frowned and looked at him. The man standing on the steps covered his hands with fox fur, and the collar of his black gown was buttoned with gold buttons. He was covered in white jade, and his eyes were seductive.

Everything has changed significantly in the past eight years, but Qiao Zhuo has not changed at all, but no one has mentioned this strangeness.

"What are you following me for?" Qiao Zhuo asked.

Yanxi held the ledger in his hand, and snatched the small silver bowl back from Hu Rui's hand.

Yanxi is now an adult, and Qiao Zhuo is a few minutes shorter than him standing on the steps of the door.

"The shopkeeper Zhang said that the master will personally teach me to write calligraphy from tonight." When Yanxi said this, he stared at Qiao Zhuo closely, as if he was afraid of Qiao Zhuo's repentance, and also as if he was afraid of Qiao Zhuo's promise.

Qiao Zhuo thought for a while, and finally found this scene in the small world plot.

The male protagonist is a young man from a rich family, and he must have used pens to learn to read since he was a child. Now that he has changed to a notebook, his handwriting is really like a dog crawling.

Qiao Zhuo lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, before finally saying, "Follow me to the study."

Holding the bowl, Yanxi was stunned for a moment. After all, he still didn't want to be alone with the master. This man, who was entrusted by the villagers with a fanatical enthusiasm for sacrifice, held the power of life and death for countless people in his slender and weak wrists. If Qiao Zhuo said at this moment that he wanted to killAfter leaving him, Yanxi was not surprised that others would attack immediately.

"The male protagonist Yanxi's disgust value +20."

Qiao Zhuo smiled at the system: "The dislike value of the male protagonist in this small world is all based on his own imagination, which is good."

System: ":)" There is a sense of foreboding.

Light rain began to patter on the ground again. The rain fell from the eaves and hit the lotus leaf flowers at the door of the study. The petals were transparent and mottled, soaked in the chill of the rain.

Baozhen skillfully set up a small stove and placed it beside the table, while Baozhu rolled up her sleeves and wanted to help Qiao Zhuo grind ink, but she never wanted to be stopped.

Qiao Zhuo sat behind the desk, glanced at Yanxi, and said in a cold voice, "If you want to learn something from me, don't you want to put in some effort yourself?"

Yan Xi pursed her lips, and when she heard the words, she took a step forward and took the calligraphy in Bao Zhu's hand and began to grind it.

Qiao Zhuo dismissed the other maids with a wave of his hand, and slowly copied a picture of listening to the rain amidst the sound of the rain, "The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken wild goose is called the west wind." Qiao Zhuo raised his eyes and asked, "Do you remember anything these years?"

Qiao Zhuo stared directly at Yanxi with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a strange feeling that he had never felt before quietly crossed his heart.

Yanxi Yanmo's hands were unconsciously exerting force, and the young man's strong and strong arm muscles were visible under the green shirt, "I still don't remember, master."

Qiao Zhuo was startled by the fact that the hero grew up extremely fast, and the sense of oppression brought by his powerful body was never possible for Xiaodouding before.

"The shopkeeper Zhang sued me, saying that your handwriting looks like a dog crawling. What have you learned from Mr. Liu all these years?"

Because of his weak body, Qiao Zhuo even had a very soft voice when he cursed. He glanced at Yanxi, "Could it be that he ate all of it, and he grew so tall."

Yanxi was silent for a long time before saying: "Please teach me, Master."

Qiao Zhuo let out a snort, and smiled at the system: "Children are so foolish, the hero is now the only one who follows me!"

System: "..." The host probably forgot the disgust value that was reduced earlier.

Qiao Zhuo handed a piece of characters he just wrote in his hand to Yanxi, and said in a flat tone: "Copy it first."

Yanxi leaned over in front of the desk, her posture was uncomfortable and her hand holding the writing brush was shaking.

Qiao Zhuo squinted at him, scolded the idiot, "Bring a stool to sit on yourself."

Yanxi sat across from Qiao Zhuo, and the study room was burning with herbal aromatherapy, and after staying for a long time, he was contaminated with the same smell as Qiao Zhuo's body.

"Master." Yanxi finished writing, but felt that she had made little progress, so she didn't want to show it to Qiao Zhuo.

Qiao Zhuo took his eyes away from the book in front of him, and when he turned sideways, his ink hair fell on the table, and it was printed on the white paper like a splash-ink landscape painting.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Baozhu came in softly to light the candle.

"Mr. Liu said that you are talented and intelligent, why is your handwriting so poor?" Qiao Zhuo frowned, obviously dissatisfied, he opened the paper and handed over a piece of paper, and said concisely: "Copy."

Presumably, this old man had never been a teacher before, and his method of teaching calligraphy was simple and rude, that is, after writing a line of characters, let Yanxi keep imitating them until he could draw some similarities.

Yanxi lowered her eyes and wrote one after another until Qiao Zhuo didn't pay attention to a single word until her wrists were sore and the candlelight dimmed.

Baozhu plucked up the courage to remind in a low voice: "Master, it's late at night..."

Seeing Yanxi's dejected expression, Qiao Zhuo couldn't help sighing.

Qiao Zhuo said to the system: "It seems that the hero also has shortcomings."

The system immediately alerted: "The male lead must not have shortcomings! Please the host must correct Yanxi's handwriting!"

Qiao Zhuo: "..." Why is he talking too much.

When Yanxi was quietly turning his wrist, he saw Qiao Zhuo who was opposite him suddenly get up and walk over.The aroma of herbs lingered from behind for an instant, Qiao Zhuo actually leaned behind Yanxi and grabbed his hand.

system:"!!!"

"Concentrate." Qiao Zhuo frowned.

Yanxi regained consciousness immediately, but found that her hands were shaking badly.

Qiao Zhuo's hands are very soft, but they are very strong when they are on his hands. When he writes, he is free and easy, bold and enthusiastic.

The ancients often said that the handwriting is like a person, but Qiao Zhuo, who always gives people the impression of being weak, can write such chic handwriting.

Yanxi was stunned, and suddenly realized that her heart was beating extremely fast.

"Are you enlightened?" Qiao Zhuo asked.

Yanxi has a strong figure, and his shoulders are so wide that Qiao Zhuo can only support his hand sideways. After maintaining this posture, Qiao Zhuo got up soon.

"Yes, master." When Yanxi replied, he looked sideways and saw the little red mole on Qiao Zhuo's earlobe.

"Nonsense, this will enlighten me, so I won't waste my whole night just now." Qiao Zhuo said impatiently.

The candlelight reflected Qiao Zhuo's side face, and the smooth outline revealed a charming meaning. Because of the ruthless slap in his childhood, Yanxi always avoided looking at Qiao Zhuo's appearance. Now that he was caught off guard and got close to him, he realized that this man was reallypretty.

"Does it look good?" Qiao Zhuo asked coldly.

Everything was the same as before, Yanxi had a long memory, and immediately lowered his head and replied: "It's not good-looking."

Qiao Zhuo sneered, but still said: "Go down and get the board."

Yanxi was stunned, not knowing where he had offended Qiao Zhuo again, the other party seemed to understand his confusion, and said: "The wording is too ugly, it stains my eyes."