Look, this Ting Yu is a warrior, isn’t that true? It's still a man, right? He also said that he prepared some wound medicine for Tang Ziyan. Is this correct
The most important thing is that Tang Ziyan said that there is no male pharmacist, so can Chu Qing draw the conclusion that this Tingyu is not only a warrior, but also a high level, because he can refine medicine.
So he must have committed suicide. Thinking of this, Chu Qing, who was following Ting Yu, could no longer move his eyes away from Ting Yu's crotch.
He had an extremely strong impulse to peel off Ting Yu's pants to see what was inside. This idea grew like weeds in Chu Qing's head.
In the end, Chu Qing suppressed this evil thought with the reason that he was Tang Ziyan's dad and he should be respected. Following Ting Yu, we entered the quiet room. In an elegant environment, there were ink paintings, flower arrangements, and incense...
In a standard woman's, no, man's room, Chu Qing looked at Ting Yu's beardless fair face. The two of them were alone in this room, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
He was now asking Ting Yu to hand over the medicine to him quickly. He took it and left immediately. Maybe Tang Ziyan hadn't finished the treatment yet and he could make it in time.
"Sit~" Tingyu walked to the short table in the room, waved his wide sleeves and said politely.
Chu Qing waved her hands hurriedly: "No, after packing up my things, I will leave inside without disturbing you..."
Before Chu Qing finished speaking, Ting Yu spoke again: "If I ask you to sit down, just sit down. Why should I give you the face? You are an uneducated person."
What the hell? Chu Qing took a step back and looked at Ting Yu, who had his back turned to him. What kind of trick was this? He was fine a moment ago, but why did he suddenly curse someone
"Do you have something to tell me?" Chu Qing asked calmly, as if he just heard a dog barking.
"It's not too stupid." Ting Yu said sinisterly, then sat down on his own, picked up the teapot on the low table and got two cups of tea, and handed one cup to Chu Qing.
Chu Qing looked at the posture and realized that he could not sit down, so he sat down patiently.
"Drink~" Ting Yu said in a commanding tone.
Chu Qing picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. The tea was not very good, Chu Qing smacked her lips and thought.
However, Ting Yu's sarcastic voice came to mind again: "Vulgar."
Chu Qing laughed angrily. He looked at Ting Yu, who was drinking tea seriously, and really wanted to say something back to him: It's so mean to be mean to your sister... Looking at Tang Ziyan's face, Chu Qing couldn't bear it.
Ting Yu pretended to finish a cup of tea, and then asked: "Your name is Chu Qing? Where do you live? How many people do you have? What do you do at home?"
This is a household registration check, a bit like a mother-in-law asking a new son-in-law, but Chu Qing is not the new son-in-law, and Ting Yu is not considered a mother-in-law.
Chu Qing finally understood and nodded. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat, because he felt that if he talked too much later, he would definitely be thirsty.
When Ting Yu saw Chu Qing's unruly behavior, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes were filled with disgust.
After drinking the tea like a cow, Chu Qing put down the tea cup, grinned and said, "Aren't you tired of talking in such roundabout ways? If you have something to say directly, do you just want to say that I have no money and no family background? The talented Sanwu personnel are not worthy of your Tang Ziyan, so pack up and get out as soon as possible."
Chu Qing didn't expect that one day, let alone getting married, he would be unable to get married and be despised.