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Chapter 144 [140] Zhu Jiujing Discovered Her Secret
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Yihuai Mountain is a relatively remote place. How can there be such a good scene in the city even during the Chinese New Year?
Tunhua has a childlike disposition, so naturally she can't stay at home.

Zhu Yuan also wanted to buy some new clothes for them, even though he was still a little tired, he bit the bullet and got out of bed.

Wang Yongxiang and Zhang Jie also got up early today, and Zhu Yuan briefly told them about Li Wanting's departure last night, so they didn't have to stay here any longer.

Before Wang Yongxiang left, he promised Zhu Yuan again and again, and when he returned, he promoted the list and never touched this business again.

Zhang Jie was also very frightened after experiencing this incident. Even if her soul was recalled, her reaction was not as sensitive as that of normal people, and she would always appear in a daze.

After the two of them left, Zhu Yuan took Qingnu, Tunhua and Xu Jinyi to go shopping, leaving Du Bai at home to watch the house.

Du Bai was a little worried about the girls going out together, Qing Nu smiled and said: "Because they are all women, why are you a man joining in the fun?"

Qing Nu said so, so he naturally couldn't ask to follow, so he could only stay at home and guard.

Zhu Yuan and the others had just left for less than half an hour, when someone came to the house, Du Bai went to the door to have a look, and swallowed the food in his mouth before chewing it.

He respectfully called out: "Jiuye."

Du Bai winked at the Purgatory behind Zhu Jiujing, why did this great god suddenly come?

Purgatory spread his hands, saying that he didn't know either.

Zhu Jiujing looked around the room, and asked lightly, "Where's your wife?"

Du Bai scratched his head and replied: "Sister, no, my wife and the girls at home have gone out shopping, and I just left for a while."

A fine layer of snowflakes fell on Zhu Jiujing's coat, and Du Bai hurried up to take off his coat and hang it up.

Zhu Jiujing was sitting in the living room, circling in a hurry. On weekdays, the work of receiving guests was done by light slaves or with all his heart, and he didn't even know where the tea was kept.

Zhu Jiujing narrowed his eyes to watch him turn around in a hurry, and ordered: "Don't be busy, you don't need anything."

Du Bai smiled awkwardly, "Oh, good."

"Is it okay here? Are you used to everything?"

"Okay, sister is very good to me, and I'm quite used to it."

Zhu Jiujing frowned, Du Bai originally thought that he would be offended by what he said well, and was thinking about how to explain it, when Purgatory rescued him and said: "Du Bai, you are too slow to change your words, You can’t call me sister in the future, but now you have to call me wife.”

Only then did Du Bai suddenly realize, "Oh, yes, look at my head, I always forget."

Zhu Jiujing sat with Erlang's legs crossed for a while, the trousers were ironed very neatly, and every part of his body reflected the word "exquisite".

He got up suddenly and asked, "Where is the wife's room, I'll go and have a look."

Du Bai was stunned in embarrassment for a moment, his elder sister was not there.
Master Jiu is going to her bedroom
May I?
Du Bai looked into Zhu Jiujing's dark eyes, searched left and right, and replied stammeringly: "That. Master Jiu, I'd better go make tea for you! Wait for me for a while, I'll be right back."

Zhu Jiujing glanced at Purgatory, and Purgatory grabbed Du Bai's collar directly, making it impossible for him to move forward.

Zhu Jiujing sneered, "It seems that you are really adapting to your current life, and you are doing a good job protecting the master."

After he finished speaking, before Du Bai could reply, he walked directly to the stairs.

Du Bai looked at Purgatory with a bitter expression, wondering: "Didn't you teach me? Master Jiu wants to hurt sister, so I have to face sister!"

Purgatory gave him a blank look, and asked, "Are you really stupid or fake? The two of them are husband and wife now, and the husband goes to the wife's room. Why are you stopping me? You don't want to kill you?"

Du Bai rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, it's hard, it's really hard!
Sandwiched between these two gods, hey!

There is suffering can not tell.
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Zhu Jiujing has been to this house before, but only in the lobby on the first floor, and has never carefully seen how Zhu Yuan decorated the place.

The style Zhu Yuan likes is very similar to what he likes. The colors are all dull and lifeless.

The only difference is that he doesn't like antiques, even if they are valuable, he still thinks they were used by others.

As long as it was used by others, he would not bother to accept it, it has nothing to do with the value.

As for the furnishings here in Zhu Yuan, every piece is an antique, and some may be so old that it is impossible to tell what age it is.

Zhu Jiujing walked around the corridor and found Zhu Yuan's room by feeling. The reason why he believed that it was Zhu Yuan's room was because the room was full of her smell, and the black pen on the dressing table The enamel ring lay there quietly, looking a little lonely.

He walked to the bed and looked around at the furnishings in the room, it was very simple.

Except for a dressing table and a wardrobe, there is no decoration.

The curtains and bedding are all black, and it looks more stuffy than his side.

The faint scent of sandalwood in the room lingered in his breath, making his heart calm down.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, thinking: This woman has such magical powers, she can instantly arouse the anger of others, and can also instantly calm people's hearts.

He was about to get up and leave, but an old notebook on the bedside table caught his attention.

Zhu Jiujing reached out to pick it up, and a photo fell out of it.

He bent down to pick it up from the ground, his eyes trembling.

The face of the man in the photo is almost exactly the same as his, and the woman next to him is Zhu Yuan.

She was dressed in a black cheongsam. Although there was some distance between the two of them, the love in her eyes could be vaguely seen.

Zhu Jiujing's dark eyes became darker and darker, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more weird.

He opened the diary, and on the first page it was written: My love, Jiuyin.

Nine Yin.

Is this her former lover?
Heh, it seems that what I guessed was not wrong.

When she looked at him, the man who revealed the reflection was indeed not herself.

How is her approach better than his?

Who is nobler than whom? -
Zhu Jiujing went crazy in the suburban house.

At this time, Zhu Yuan was sweeping the streets with the three little girls crazily. It is a woman's nature to love beauty.

She bought a lot of things for the three of them, and she didn't buy anything except clothes, but also bought a lot of beautiful gadgets.

The four women walked on the pedestrian street with their hands full of bags and bags, attracting the attention of many passers-by, and some street photographers took photos of them with their cameras.

Zhu Yuan saw it and made exaggerated movements towards the camera, with a big smile on his face and curved eyes under the sunglasses, just a casual shot would be a blockbuster.

She never broke her smile all day long, very happy.

Tunhua said to her: "Sister, why don't you buy new clothes, don't wear black for Chinese New Year this year?"

Xu followed suit with all his heart and said, "That's right! I think many skirts are very suitable for sister, why don't we go and buy them?"
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(End of this chapter)