Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 342 Don't Make Her Difficult

Jingzhi couldn't close her mouth when she heard the familiar alarm sound.

She subconsciously looked back at Zhu Jiu; his face was as gloomy as water.

Jingzhi was panicked, "It barks because... you, you have a heart disease."

Cao Lu choked, slowly lowered his neck and pursed his lips.

Is it because he is too old and she doesn't like him anymore?

He finally mustered up the courage to say it.

Zhu Jiu slowly closed his eyes, "Cao Lu, you are attracted to her."

Jingzhi felt like there was a thorn on her butt and was sitting on pins and needles.

Cao Lu looked lost. He awkwardly turned off his beeping watch, took it off, turned her hand over, and placed it in her palm. "I'm forty-five now. I'm definitely not the right match for you."

"I wish you... a long and happy marriage."

After he finished speaking, he immediately stood up. Just as he walked out from behind the sofa and was about to reach the entrance, his treasure bag was suddenly grabbed from behind with such great force that Cao Lu took a step back.

"Cao Lu, don't look down on yourself."

"Ajiu, I know I was wrong...but I really like him. Am I a bad woman?"

Zhu Jiu stood behind her, hugging her waist tightly, "Jingjing, I... this life was stolen by me."

"I do not blame you."

"You really don't blame me?" Jingzhi's lips trembled slightly, and her expression was full of complexity and heartache. "But your tears fell into my neck."

Zhu Jiu lowered his head and bit her neck angrily, whispering:

"Why are you saying that... My eyes are a little dry, those are physiological tears."

Jingzhi: "..."

"Whatever it was, what did you just mean?"

Zhu Jiu wiped his face twice and looked at Cao Lu, who turned back with a complicated expression. "I married her first. Even if you are older than me in this life, I will not call you brother."

I don't care what your name is.

The longer you practice Taoism, the more you will follow your heart.

The idea behind Caolu is actually very simple – follow your heart.

"Even if you have memories of your previous life..." Cao Lu turned around and held her hand tightly, "This life seems to be my home turf."

"Zhu Jiu, don't be too greedy."

Jingzhi looked to the left and then to the right.

She is such a scumbag.

But she couldn't bear to let go of any of them.

Cao Lu said meaningfully, "Don't make it difficult for her."

One sentence directly touched his nerves.

Zhu Jiu's eyes dimmed for a moment. He turned Jingzhi around to face him, and with a muffled thud, he pressed her into his arms in the thatched cottage and lowered his head to kiss her.

The kiss was fierce and sad.

Endless gnawing accompanied by salty tears.

The hearts of the three people sang a song of torment at the same time.

The thatched cottage is also very sad.

But the conservatism ingrained in his nature prevented him from doing such a reckless act.

He sighed, took her hand, and put the watch she was holding back on his own.

Following a dripping sound.

A tender kiss fell on the back of her hand.

Jingzhi's hand trembled and she whimpered twice. Within a few seconds, she was entangled by the jealous Zhu Jiu and her body became limp.

Cao Lu leaned his back against the door and slowly put his arms around her shoulders.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Jiu, who was persisting with a gleam of fire in her eyes, and lightly pecked her cheek, which was burning incredibly hot.

At some point, Jingzhi turned around.

Zhu Jiu's lips fell on her slender neck, while Cao Lu gently caressed her cheek, gradually entwining with her warm breath.

"Please forgive my rudeness."

The fair chin was gently lifted, and their breaths were extremely close. The moment they touched, the air around the three of them seemed to be still.

The word "absurd" came to the minds of the three people at the same time.

But no one wants to let go.

Cao Lu was very self-disciplined and polite, even his kiss was done with obvious restraint, soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

Two arms gently climbed onto his shoulders, and Jingzhi, who was half a head shorter than him, suddenly became level with him.

The big hand with blue veins that lifted her up by the waist was the answer.

She stepped lightly on the instep of the thatched cottage, and there was no longer any gap between the three of them.

"Cao Lu, is your name Cao Lu? What's your real name?"

"My surname is Lin, and my given name is Zheng. You can call me Ah Zheng."

"Azheng."

The names that came out of her mouth seemed to sound better.

Cao Lu's eyebrows curved slightly, but the next second the door was knocked open, and the naughty snake rushed in, scaring him so much that the back of his head was pressed tightly against the door.

A layer of sweat suddenly appeared on the dry and hot palms. With a small snap, he wanted to hold her waist, but he directly touched Zhu Jiu's big hand on her waist.

The two of them let go of each other in an instant out of disgust, and Jingzhi fell to the ground, forced to end this deep kiss prematurely.

Cao Lu raised the watch that was screaming frantically in some distress, and according to the instructions he remembered, he said softly "No".

Zhu Jiu took a step back. Jingzhi turned sideways, looked left and right, and asked nervously, covering her lips:

"I...the three of us are really together?"

Zhu Jiu: "I'm only with you."

Caolu: "I have no interest in him."

Jingzhi covered her pounding heart, bit her lip, and had a look of curiosity and eagerness in her eyes.

"Is this... really okay?"

Zhu Jiu and Cao Lu looked at each other and sighed.

This is not possible without it, as a certain god is watching closely outside the mirror.

The world of three people is already crowded enough.

If there is another immortal, I guess they can only be small ones.

Zhu Jiu was reluctant: "There are only three of us, you are not allowed to like anyone else."

Cao Lu pursed his lips and smiled: "How fortunate I am to be able to accompany you for this journey."

One ride?

In a flash, Jingzhi, who was in love, suddenly remembered what Jintong said.

Ah Zheng will go back.

What should she do?

[Jin Tong: I've said before that you need to accompany him until his death, no matter which plane. Even if he returns, the thread of fate will probably make you go back with him.]

After hearing this, Jingzhi was no longer worried about the thatched cottage, but started to worry about Zhu Jiu.

What would he do if she left?

He has been waiting for her for thirty years. If she suddenly leaves him, he will cry to death.

【Jin Tong: How about you look down at your ankle?】

Following Jin Tong's words, she focused her spiritual power on her eyes and looked down.

There was a golden thread extending from Caolu and Zhu Jiu's ankles, twisting into a strand in the middle, like a steel bar, becoming a thicker line, and wrapping directly around her ankle.

[Jingzhi: So, if I leave, Jiu will leave with me, right?]

【Jin Tong: I didn't say it out loud, you figured it out yourself.】

The weak, pitiful, and helpless Heaven held up its thunder hammer, wondering whether it should drop some electricity on their heads to punish them...

Jingzhi, who had completely let go of her worries, held their hands tightly, looked at Zhu Jiu with a smile, and then looked at the thatched cottage.

"It's so strange, but I'm so happy."

Two kisses landed on the sides of their cheeks.

Zhu Jiu was disgusted and went into Caolu shyly, covering her face with her hands.

"Jingjing, can you kiss me first and then kiss him from now on?"

“It smells like old people.”

With a "clang", the sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling light and shadow flashed by.

Cao Lu raised his sword and pointed it at Zhu Jiu, "Just because I gave in to you before doesn't mean I'm afraid of you."

"Heh." Zhu Jiu looked down at the sword pointed at his throat without blinking, "How about we spar for a bit before going to find your apprentice?"

"That's exactly what Caolu means."

With a buzzing sound, the sharp sword pierced through the air.

Zhu Jiu quickly took out an unloaded gun and blocked it in front of him with a "clang".

The sword was slightly bent, and with the rebound force, Caolu hugged Jingzhi's waist and gently pushed her to the side, who was in the center.

Seeing she didn't intervene, the two men started fighting in the entrance. (Madam, I had a vision of Marco Polo and Li Bai fighting, a shooter and an assassin.)

Before they had exchanged a few moves, the little doll on the shelf next to the entrance fell to the ground with a bang and shattered into pieces.

The instigator, Zhu Jiu, picked up Jingzhi, spun her around, and landed her on a clean open space.

As soon as she landed, Zhu Jiu's ears were twisted. She was furious and said, "That was the little doll I made when we got married. You have to compensate me!"

Looking at Xiao Jingzhi, who was sitting alone in her wedding dress on the entrance counter, Zhu Jiu felt guilty and kept touching his nose.

"Jingjing, if you can't buy it, how about...you make another one."

Jingzhi's mouth was almost pouting to the sky, "No way."

Cao Lu kicked Xiao Zhujiu away from the ground, pinched her fingers, and apologized softly:

"I'm sorry, I was the first to do it."

It was Ah Jiu who spoke first.

But she couldn't blame him.

Because it was the thatched cottage she had visited first.

Jingzhi seemed to be able to foresee the chaotic life in the future.

At this moment, Caolu spoke again.

"Can you...can you make a mold of me too?"

His always messy and slightly tousled hair, coupled with his pair of bright eyes that hinted at expectation, made Jingzhi hallucinate the little puppy she had seen before.

I really couldn't say no.

"Okay, okay, pinch them all."

Zhu Jiu: "Pinch mine first."

Caolu: "I've already told you, don't make it difficult for her."

Zhu Jiu's forehead veins were throbbing: This guy looks innocent, but it turns out he is an old white lotus.

Caolu: Young people are indeed very irritable.

Jingzhi: It’s really hard to be a middleman, but she is so happy.