Mu Yun watched Yu Bingru's figure turn around the moon cave door, then approached Xiao Lei and whispered: "Okay, my young master, can you tell me now what Yu...A Bing likes most in daily life?"
Xiao Lei blinked his eyes and said clearly innocently: "Junior Brother Qi, what you are asking is strange. I am not a roundworm in the belly of the Iron Masked Woman. How can I know what she likes most in daily life?"
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help frowning: "Then you just told me if you wanted to know..."
Xiao Lei didn't wait for him to finish, and said to himself: "I just want to ask. In fact, I also really want to know what the Iron Mask woman likes most in daily life, so that I can prescribe the right medicine and be attentive."
Unexpectedly, Mu Yun was swayed by this little guy, and he stared in confusion and said, "Xiao Lei, remember, Ah Bing is destined to be mine. If you dare to rob me, you will definitely not end well."
"Also, don't call me 'Junior Brother Qi' in a nondescript manner. I will not change my name in business or my surname in office. I am a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, Qi Xue. Now please honestly call me Brother Qi."
Xiao Lei sneered, and said with disdain written all over his pink face: "Why is the Iron Masked Girl destined to be yours? I really don't believe in this evil. As for your name being Qi Gu, hum... You sound like an old antique, so I might as well call you 'Lao Gu' from now on."
Mu Yun choked him so much that his face turned red and white, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You little guy, do you like to give others nicknames? Even if you want to give them nicknames, can you make them more appropriate? My surname is Qi. Not to mention, Ah Bing is clearly wearing a veil, why do you keep calling me the ‘Iron Masked Woman’?”
Xiao Lei was startled for a moment, then he smiled and said, "You mean, Lao Gu, you pretend to be in love with the Iron Masked Woman, but you haven't actually seen her true face in Lushan, right?"
Mu Yun's heart moved, and he deliberately said provocatively: "It doesn't matter whether I have seen it or not, but what does this mean, have you seen it?"
Xiao Lei said proudly: "Of course, you can't even imagine the friendship between the young master and the Iron Masked Girl? Ahem... In fact, her appearance is so ugly that it is so ugly that she is actually better than my mother-in-law. Yan, Qi Qi, always has a sullen face, like a piece of iron, so I call her the Iron Masked Girl."
The more Mu Yun listened, the more confused he became. He couldn't help but protested: "You are just telling lies. If Ah Bing is really ugly, how can he be named one of the 'Four Little Beauties'? Is it possible?" Are all my friends in the world blind?"
Xiao Lei had already suspected it, and he said disapprovingly: "The so-called 'four little beauties' are just ranked according to the ranking of the martial arts competition, how can they really make friends based on their beauty? The Iron Masked Girl has never been in public. Having shown her true face, it can be seen that her name is purely based on speculation."
Mu Yun listened to his plausive words and couldn't help but wavered: "Is that so? But since Ah Bing's appearance is comparable to that of my mother-in-law, why are you still begging me for nothing? Is the taste really so unique? Do you prefer ugly girls?"
Xiao Lei adjusted his color and said earnestly: "There is nothing you can do. You superficial men always only value a girl's appearance. Once you discover the true face of the Iron Masked Girl, you will definitely run away, so in order to prevent her from being harmed, Xiao Lei I can only grab her first."
After hearing this, Mu Yun was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh. The two of them went back and forth, talking about Yu Bingru, but they didn't know that in Xing Zhiying's boudoir in the backyard, they had also become the talk of others.
In front of the exquisitely carved mahogany dressing table, Xing Zhiying was carefully applying plain powder on her face, deliberately erasing the traces of the previous fire.
Yu Bingru stood behind her, combing her hair and saying with a chuckle: "What a charming and charming twenty-eight-year-old beauty. If I had been born a boy, I would have gone to Mr. Xing to ask for help. Let me be your ideal husband, Yingmei."
Xing Zhiying's tender face was slightly red, and she curled up her little mouth and said in a feint: "Sister Yu, please don't make fun of me randomly. Besides, you are already with Brother Qi. Does it mean you are being unprofessional if you provoke me again?"
Yu Bingru casually slapped her on the top of her head, and then said angrily: "Sister Ying, are you still finished? Junior Brother Qi was obviously being pretentious just now. I don't believe you can't tell. If you keep being so stubborn, you won't let me go." I’m really angry.”
Xing Zhiying stuck out the tip of her tongue and said aggrievedly: "Okay, just don't say anything, but Sister Yu, you should also listen to Xiaolei's opinion and don't resort to violence if you disagree, otherwise you will really hurt Brother Qi in the future. What should I do if I'm scared away?"
Seeing that she refused to change despite repeated admonitions, Yu Binru had a headache and simply used her trump card: "Sister Ying, do you know that Mr. Auntie."
Xing Zhiying was stunned. After a moment, she turned red and said, "Sister Yu, are you kidding me? I...I don't know. There is no such thing."
She said she didn't know, but the expression on her face had already betrayed her. After all, she couldn't fake her shyness and guilty conscience.
Yu Bingru became more confident and said with a smile: "Really? Then think of me as the first one to tell you the good news. The betrothal gift will arrive soon. Sister Ying, you must remember my benefits."
Xing Zhiying's heart was pounding and she didn't even bother to adjust her makeup. She turned around and wanted to cover Yu Bingru's mouth. The two immediately hugged each other, and the sound of laughter could not be heard.
After a while, Xing Zhiying let go of Yu Bingru, lowered her head and said coyly: "Okay, I'm really scared of you. Grandpa did ask me to get closer to your Uncle Long, and he also said a lot of other inexplicable things. if."
"But Uncle Long of yours is really arrogant and ignores everyone he meets. Hmm...isn't he so cool?"
Yu Bing said clearly: "Uncle Long has an indifferent temperament, and is especially not good at socializing, but he is by no means a person with high aspirations. You will understand when you get married, Sister Ying."
Xing Zhiying felt ashamed when she heard that. She turned her head and hummed: "No, don't marry anyone else. Sister Yu, since you know him so well, why don't you just do the 'first come first, first come first' approach? I promise you will never do it." I stole it from you."
Yu Bingru was not annoyed at all, and still said with a smile: "How can I, the 'Iron Masked Girl' who is accustomed to resorting to violence, be half as talented as you, Yingmei? This 'Master Aunt' is what I call her." Yes, please ask your 'Master Aunt' to give you more support in the future."
Xing Zhiying couldn't resist her words, so she had to repeat her old trick and said: "Ah Bing, don't just make trouble for me. Just now you and Brother Qi were clinging to each other and skin to skin. When it comes to getting married, I’m afraid you got married earlier than me.”
Yu Bingru hesitated at first, and then said meaningfully while looking at her appearance: "Xiao Ying'er has grown up, she even knows about 'skin-to-skin kiss', hum... Why don't you recruit me from the truth, which young man is he?" Are you gossiping with me?"
