My Master is Lin Zhengying

Shangguan Ronghui's intelligence, Ren Tingting's gentleness, and Dong Xiaoyu's liveliness.

Hey!

It's really hard.

"I, I don't know. In fact, I feel that both of them are very good."

Wen Cai rolled his eyes:

"In my opinion, you might as well take it all. It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines."

But Nan Chen smiled wryly, as a modern person.

Although he is a dick, but in the concept of feelings, there are no three wives and four concubines.

He believes that the true meaning of love is to be single-minded and single-minded.

He doesn't want to hurt anyone, and he doesn't want to share his feelings.

So to choose, he will only choose one.

Therefore, he replied with a smile:

"Wouldn't it be better to be single-minded? Men and women should give to each other. Three wives and four concubines may not be very good to women."

Wen Cai was taken aback, he had never had this kind of thought.

After all, in this era, isn't that rich man several wives?

What is the man talking about single-mindedly?

Aren't all the people playing in Yihong courtyard men?

But who knew, Uncle Jiu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Well said! As a teacher, I didn't expect that your feelings, Nan Chen, would be so loyal."

Nan Chen was quite surprised, he didn't expect Uncle Jiu's reaction to be so big.

"Master has won the award, I just don't want to let others down!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the moon as he walked:

"Hey! I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated."

With that said, the three of them had arrived at Yizhuang.

Cobwebs have formed outside the Yizhuang, and it looks a bit desolate.

"Master, we are here!"

Nan Chen changed the subject, not wanting to discuss this.

With that said, he went forward and pushed open the door.

"Crack!"

A layer of dust falls.

In the yard, everything is familiar.

Only now, Qiu Sheng was missing.

Several people walked into the courtyard, Uncle Jiu sighed:

"Clean up!

Stay here for two days, and then we'll leave. "

Nan Chen and Wen Cai nodded, and then went back to their respective rooms to clean up.

Nan Chen still remembered that when he first crossed, he didn't dare to go anywhere except Yizhuang.

because of fear.

War, demons, ghosts, all kinds of factors made him helpless and fearful.

Only by Uncle Jiu's side, in this Yizhuang, did he feel a little bit safe.

Although as his cultivation continued to increase, he gradually gained confidence.

But returning to Yizhuang, there is still a sense of security and intimacy.

After cleaning up, the three of them sat down for a while and drank a cup of tea.

Then went back to the house to sleep.

As a result, just as Nan Chen lay down, Dong Xiaoyu floated out of the yin and yang umbrella.

"Xiaoyu!"

Nan Chen looked at Xiaoyu with a servile face, a little confused.

Before leaving Baishamen, Nan Chen recalled Xiaoyu.

But Xiaoyu has always been in the yin and yang umbrella, and has never appeared.

Suddenly appearing now, with a servile look on her face, what's the matter?