I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

Ping Ge's veil fell to the ground, his chin was lifted by the bustard's head, and he was facing the men below.His eyes were rolling, and there were tears in his eyes. Of course, his complexion was far better than the vulgar fans these people usually see.

The bustard proudly said: "How is it? Is this slave telling lies to deceive all the lords?"

The audience nodded in praise of Ping Ge's stunning beauty, but many people were speechless, with a little worry in their words: "It looks good, but... I don't know how to serve people."

Everyone knows what the man who came to the South Tower to seek pleasure is thinking, so there is no need to pretend to be aloof.What they care most about is naturally the joy of fish and water in the red tent during the spring festival.

Bustard lowered Pingge's chin, covered his mouth and smiled:

"What's the matter? As we all know, those who come out of the south tower of this slave possess the secret technique in the room and possess unique skills. And, let's take a step back, even if the skills are not good, you can gradually master it. That's what it feels like." Son, isn't it more ecstasy?"

Then he slowed down, walked up to Ping Ge, and untied his girdle, "Let everyone see if this body is as good as the first!"

This dress was originally used for dancing swords, the material is thin, and the fabric is scant. Once the girdle is untied, the skirt will slide down along the texture, revealing round and smooth shoulders, and a small red mark.

Ping Ge couldn't move, his black hair fell down like a waterfall, just covering his panicked eyes.The attention of everyone in the audience was on the skin exposed from the clothes, they didn't care what he was thinking with his head down.

He wanted to ask Ling Xiao upstairs for help, but he didn't have the strength to raise his head, so he had to let the two strong men support him.He widened his eyes, full of fear.Even though he admits that his life is as cheap as an ant, he is still humble and wants to maintain what little self-esteem is left.

Humble, she would rather die than undress in front of everyone.

But fortunately, he didn't look up and didn't look at Ling Xiao.Because the person he wanted to ask for help just looked down at the whole process, his expression was indifferent, without any waves - this was what he and the bustard had discussed in advance, using Ping Ge's body to seduce Chu You.It would be great if Chu You took the bait.If he doesn't care about taking off all the clothes on Ping Ge's body, then this chess piece will be useless, and he needs to find another plan.

Ling Xiao felt that this plan could not be known to Ping Ge in advance, so they kept it from him.

Watertight.

No wonder, before Pingge took the stage, bustard told Pingge not to hate Ling Xiao.

The light in Pingge's eyes dimmed little by little, and at this moment, all his admiration turned into a handful of ashes at the foot of the volcano.He might have thought that this assassination would be a meritorious service, whether it was eating a whip or forcing a smile, he didn't say anything else.

But hardship and humbleness do not mean lack of dignity.

The bustard rolled his eyes, looked around at the audience, and said: "Everyone, please bid. The price starts at ten gold, and the highest bidder wins."

Ten gold medals and a red card are rare prices, but there are still many people in the audience scrambling to increase the price.

The crowd immediately followed many bidders—the sword dancer, who is as flexible as a dancer, but not as weak as them, who lost his strength after two tossings.

With this appearance and that figure, anyone with a discerning eye can understand that this young lady in red is a stunner.

"Twenty gold!"

"Thirty gold!"

"Fifty gold!"

Chu You still didn't move, and sat at the table, but calmly took a sip of tea.

The bustard felt ruthless in his heart, and decided to go all out.While teasing nonchalantly, he untied the belt of Pingge's last snow suit, which was about to slide down his skin, completely uncovered.

"55 gold!"

"Sixty gold!"

"...62 gold!"

The price offered by the bustard is "gold" not "silver", so many people can't add it.

The crowd was very noisy, but there was only one reason for the noise. They wanted to press the man in red who was gradually exposed on the flower platform under him to penetrate, invade, and take it for himself.

Ping Ge, who had always been dull, suddenly let out a whimper, like a stray cat, with an extremely weak voice.

Bustard straightened his waist, untied the silk tied around his waist, and danced in front of him, "Is there anything higher than 62 gold? If not, then—"

Finally, the noisy and crowded crowd was interrupted by a loud voice: "——two hundred gold!"

Everyone took a deep breath and turned their heads following the sound, wanting to see who was the rich man who dared to spend two hundred gold for a young lady with so much money.

The person who spoke boldly was none other than Chu You. He was dressed in black clothes, put down the jade cup in his hand, and stepped out of the crowd step by step under the eyes of everyone.

Two hundred gold is a number that even wealthy families dare not export easily.

Hearing the sound, the two strong men let go of Pingge, and Pingge collapsed on the ground as if his bones had been pulled out.

He was trembling all over, extremely helpless, and there was a layer of crystal tears in his phoenix eyes, which would fall in the blink of an eye.

The bustard wiped something on his fingertips, secretly swaying in front of his nose, and his strength gradually returned to his body.

Chu You took out the banknote from his bosom and handed it to Bustard, glanced at Ping Ge on the ground, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I want this person."

The prince made a move, but naturally no one went to snatch it.

Chu You turned and lowered the black robe, and covered Ping Ge's body in the air.

He squatted down in front of him, gently stroked the messy black hair on his forehead behind his ears, then spread his palms in front of those phoenix eyes, and said softly:

"Will you come with me?"

Pingge fell on the ground, like a broken paper kite, dilapidated, withered and vulnerable.

He still lowered his head, stubbornly not wanting to show his vulnerable side in front of others.The palm in front of him was very generous, soft and warm.He was silent for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand and put the pale jade finger on it.

After a long time, Ping Ge suddenly realized from his memory that from that moment on, his life was like this, a mistake.

Upstairs, Ling Xiao leaned on the railing and smiled, the corners of his mouth were very proud - Chu You was hooked, really hooked!

The bustard also understood, took a step forward, gave Chu You a slight flick, raised his eyebrows and said: "Congratulations to this master for finding a beautiful woman, I will immediately order you to send her to the master's mansion!"

Chu You said lightly: "No need."

His robe was too big for Ping Ge, and it slipped down from time to time.He simply closed the two lapels tightly and wrapped Pingge up.Then he lowered his body, hugged Pingge across his waist, and put it in the crook of his arms.

"From now on, he is mine, so naturally he cannot be touched by others."

Ping Ge raised his hand, gently wrapped his arms around Chu You's neck, and leaned his head on his chest without making a sound.

He only raised his eyes to look at the attic, his eyes were full of ice.

Feeling his movement, Chu You raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Don't you want to hug him tighter?"

Ping Ge was startled, looked back, quickly tightened his arms, and then lightly rubbed against his chest.

The smile on Chu You's lips grew stronger, she left the people behind her, and left the South Tower without looking back.

The storm of falling red petals on the flower bed changed Ping Ge's life to another track.Let him change from a killer to a face leader.It also changed him from a wild horse to a canary in a cage.

In Prince Zhuang's Mansion, in Chu You's room, the thin curtains were blown up by the wind.

At that time, the summer was hot, and Chu You ordered someone to put ice cubes in the house. Once the breeze passed, the cool air was long.

"Your back hurts a lot, do you want me to help you?" Chu You took out a box of delicate ointment.

Pingge was sitting by the bed, the road from Xinghualou to Wangfu was not close, within the time of three sticks of incense, he had completely faded away his fragile side, cleaned up the despair that was all hopeless before, and replaced it with a seductive young lady who should have look.He played with the ends of his hair between his fingers, tucked his chin slightly, and said with a wicked smile in a thin voice:

"You don't need to bother the master, I will take care of it myself."

Chu You looked at his waterfall-like blue hair and asked, "What's your name?"

Ping Ge paused, "Huh?"

Chu You repeated patiently: "I ask your name."

Ping Ge nodded, "My slave's name is...Ping Ge."

"Ping Ge?" Chu You thought about his name, and said, "It doesn't look like a flower name."

"This is the name I thought of myself, since I came out of the South Tower, I can't continue to call the name inside, can I?" Ping Ge rolled his eyes and said, "If Master likes Nu's previous name, Nu Ke— —”

"—No need, just Pingge, it's nice." Chu You said lightly.

Ping Ge was slightly startled, then raised his head and smiled at Chu You: "My master likes this name, it is the blessing of this name, and naturally it is also the blessing of this slave, I will definitely do my best to serve my master well."

Chu You stepped forward, with gentle brows, like a spring breeze, and said, "Why don't you call me 'downstairs'?"

Ping Ge lowered his head, blushing on his face, "Yesterday, I thought it was just some homeless prodigal, but who knows that I am actually the famous Prince Zhuang. Now that the truth is revealed, I can't be disrespectful to you." After a pause, he said again: "I don't know how I want my slave to call you?"

Chu You approached, put his palm against his cheek, looked into the depths of his eyes, and said, "What do you think..."

Pingge was stunned for a long time as if attracted by his gaze - this was the first time that someone wanted to meet his gaze, but didn't directly break his chin with his hand.

Chu You is very gentle. Counting from the time when Ping Ge trained in the killer camp when he was four years old, he is now a mature killer. He has always been bloody and ruthless. He has never met a person who can speak softly to him. , tender care.Especially when he was tricked by his master and fell into the abyss, when Chu You approached his world at this time, it was a beam of light in the dark night, illuminating his world.

The housekeeper told him that Chu You was kind and gentle, and everyone in the house respected and loved him.Although the reputation of being romantic, Pingge was the first one he brought into the palace.

Everyone said that Pingge was a blessing in the previous life, and only in this life can he meet the infatuated Prince Zhuang.

The fact is indeed the case, Chu You dotes on him very much, caring for every possible thing.

The whip wound on Ping Ge's back was severe, and Chu You personally applied medicine to him every day.Ping Ge never took care of the back injury, and still said "the back is less fleshy, it doesn't hurt", but Chu You stared at him blankly, and said: "But this king is heartbroken."

Pingge said it was boring to stay in the palace, so Chuyou personally tied a swing for him in the yard the next day, the kind for standing and swinging, he held on to the rope of the swing, turned his head and said softly to Pingge: "I don't know Whether you like it or not, I will decide for myself."

Pingge is very thin, and there is no room for a grip around the waist.Every time Chu You ate, he would put big fish and meat into his bowl, then put down his chopsticks and pin his disobedient hair behind his ears, and said with a smile: "This king picked it for you, are you willing to finish it?"

At these times, Ping Ge would be stunned for a while, lowering his eyes and thinking for a long time.Chu You did dote on him, but as a killer, of course he remembered his mission.

And, the purpose of his coming here!

On the first day of March, everyone, keep on cheering~