Tang Shi's anger rose, since Zhao Jin was looking for a beating like this, wouldn't it disappoint him if he didn't beat him up!
He put down the two flower pots in his arms, moved them aside, and then punched Zhao Jin with his fists. , attacked Zhao Jin's face with force, and hit him on the chin all of a sudden.
This punch was so hard that Tang Shi didn't have any energy left at all. He thought that Zhao Jin would definitely dodge, but he didn't expect that Zhao Jin had no intention of dodging. He fell to the ground.
Zhao Jin's face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he got up from the ground with a smile, patted the dust on his clothes, ignoring his swollen left face, and looked at Tang Shi with a stunned face, "Again? "
Tang Shi felt that Zhao Jin must be out of his mind, otherwise, how could he let himself beat him? He saw Zhao Jin's handsome face swollen, and felt refreshed in his heart, so he bent down and picked up the three pots of flowers again. His big eyes glanced at Zhao Jin inexplicably, "You are seriously ill and need to see a doctor."
Zhao Jin followed him and couldn't help but say, "Which doctor is better than you?"
Who knew that Tang Shi's face suddenly turned cold, he stopped, and his voice was a little low, "Zhao Jin, I hate being used by others. If you value my ability and want to do something with it, please forgive me for not being able to do it." After he finished speaking, he bumped into the three pots of flowers and turned back in the direction of the Tang family, "Let them bring the flowers back."
He actually wanted to use these sugar-coated cannonballs in exchange for his own value, and Tang Shi really almost thought that the other party... Forget it, thinking too much is useless.
Zhao Jin's original intention was not like this at all. He just wanted to tease Tang Shi, but he didn't know that this little tiger was too sensitive, and he was suddenly angered and showed his small claws to himself, but he still had to blame himself for his actions. bad thoughts.
"Tang Shi!" He stretched out his hand and clasped Tang Shi's shoulder, the bony touch under his palm made him stunned for a while, "I didn't mean that, you misunderstood."
Tang Shi found that Zhao Jin's strength is really not ordinary, enough to be comparable to the power system in the end of the world.
He couldn't help sighing, and turned his head to look at Zhao Jin's deformed face, "I still think Kyoto is more suitable for you, and this is more suitable for me." The implication is that they are not from the same world.
Zhao Jin understood what he meant, but did not agree.
"Tang Shi, I have no intention of taking advantage of you now." Zhao Jin put his hands on his shoulders and stared at him with a very serious expression, "I know you are angry because of what happened before, if you can relieve it , I'm willing to hit me as many times as I want, but can you stop running away from me?"
Tang Shi looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly laughed, with a little self-deprecation in his smile, "Zhao Jin, do you understand, why are you preventing me from escaping now?"
Zhao Jin was stunned, he just thought so naturally, and then he did it, he himself didn't understand the reason, maybe there was no reason at all.
"Forget it," Tang Shi took a step back, left his shoulders from his scorching palm, and lowered his eyelids, "You don't even know what I'm angry about, and I don't even know myself."
When he lowered his eyes, the curled eyelashes cast a shadow on the bottom of his eyes, covering those smart eyes, Zhao Jin suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart, he didn't want to see Tang Shi with such an expression.
"It's not an option for you to go back like this," Zhao Jin persuaded warmly. "The back mountain was prepared for you. Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't go?"
Tang Shi nodded, private matters were private matters, and he couldn't let these flowers feel wronged.
The two walked silently all the way to the built flower house. This was the first time Tang Shi saw the flower house. When they saw it, they immediately fell in love.
The flower house is entirely made of bamboo and is divided into upper and lower floors. The bottom of the flower house is about one meter high from the ground. It is supported by bamboo. There are also bamboo stairs leading to the first floor from the ground. The bare bamboo house is surrounded by a large fence outside the bamboo house, so the entire area is still very considerable.
The fine sunlight in the forest is scattered on the dark green bamboo house.
Tang Shi looked at the bamboo house quietly, while Zhao Jin looked at him silently.
Hong Zhong and Zhou Xun secretly glanced at the wound on Zhao Jin's face, and they admired Tang Shi even more in their hearts.
Of course, they wouldn't foolishly think that Zhao Jin caused the injury himself. Except for Tang Shi, no one here would dare to pull the beard on the tiger's face.
Tang Shi admired it for a while, then took the flower pot up the steps and walked into the house slowly. Zhao Jin took two pots from Hong Zhong and the others and followed him up.
Hong Zhong and Zhou Xun stayed where they were with wink.
The interior of the bamboo house is very simple and elegant, and there is a fragrance of bamboo inside, and windows are specially opened on the walls to receive the sunshine. Tang Shi put the flowerpot in a place where the sun shines, went to the window, closed his eyes, and felt the gentleness and tranquility of the sun falling on his face.
Zhao Jin stood behind him and looked at him silently. The orange-red sunlight painted his white porcelain face with a blush, against the green bamboo that was close at hand.
His heart suddenly calmed down. At this moment, the silent silence had a unique magic power to soothe people's hearts. The dark dirt that had settled down over the years seemed to be washed away at this moment, and Zhao Jin felt a strange kind of stability.
Tang Shi turned around suddenly, staring at him with black and white eyes, "Zhao Jin, thank you, this is indeed a good place."
Zhao Jin came back to his senses, shook his head and laughed, "Tang Shi, don't thank me, I'm here for the flowers." As soon as he finished speaking, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but did he realize what was wrong when he realized it.
Sure enough, Tang Shi's complexion faded, but then he laughed again, looking at the pots of flowers with attachment, "It seems that you are all lucky."
This kind of Tang Shi can only be shown in front of the flowers. Zhao Jin suddenly disliked those flowers. It hasn't bloomed yet. What's so beautiful
However, he was used to being introverted and didn't show it at all, but he wanted to divert Tang Shi's attention by other means.
"Tang Shi, I'll be leaving in a while." His eyes fell on Tang Shi's face, as if he was looking forward to discovering something.
Tang Shi smiled, "It's smooth sailing."
Nothing but perfunctory.
Zhao Jin had never been so inexplicably entangled before. He didn't even know what he wanted to do. He would feel relieved to see Tang Shi love this house. It could be seen that Tang Shi loved these pots of ugly flower buds so much. look, he felt extremely stuffy again.
Isn't it some kind of madness? Just now, I deliberately made Tang Shi angry, and pressed my face to hit him, which was not like me at all.
His mind was completely revolving around one person, being dragged around by one person. He had never had this feeling before. He was a little flustered, but also had some unstoppable joy.
Excitingly unfamiliar.
"Tang Shi, you're not curious about where I'm going?" He was completely speechless.
Tang Shi shook his head, walked out of the bamboo house, and began to move the remaining flowerpots, leaving Zhao Jin with a plain and indifferent back.
Hong Zhong stood and didn't dare to move, and watched Tang Shi finish moving the flowerpot by himself, while their master stayed in the house and never came out.
There was no movement in the room until Tang Shi left. Zhou Xun bit his ears with Hong Zhong: "Brother Hong, why don't you go and have a look."
After all, Hong Zhong has been with Zhao Jin for the longest time, and he can more or less see a little tricky, but when it comes to his own son, he doesn't dare to make random guesses.
"Young Master?" He went up the steps, did not enter the house, but asked from outside the house.
A slightly dazed and tired voice came from inside the house: "You go back first, I'll stay for a while."
Hong Zhong sighed in his heart. The young master is often in a trance these days, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about.
"Young Master, what's the matter?" Even if Zhao Jin told them to go back first, Hong Zhong would not leave immediately, he was still Zhao Jin's bodyguard after all.
There was silence in the room for a while, and Fang Chuan let out a sigh, "Forget it, come in first."
Hong Zhongyiyan entered the room and saw his son leaning against the window, staring at the pots of flowers.
"Old Hong, tell me, why am I jealous of these pots of flowers?"
Hong Zhong: ? ? ? ? ?
Zhao Jin asked again, "Under what kind of circumstance does a person feel jealous?"
Knowing this, Hong Zhong immediately gave several examples: "For example, Young Master, your status is very valuable, and some people who are a little lower than you will be jealous of you; another example, Young Master, you are handsome, and the girls in Kyoto love you. You, those noble sons will be jealous of you; for example, if you are so good at kung fu, those who lose in the competition will also be jealous of you!"
Zhao Jin squinted his eyes, "This flower bud has a noble status? He looks good? The martial arts are unfathomable?"
Hong Zhong immediately continued: "Young Master, and ah, you have seen so many secrets in the past few years, and you also know the affairs of those officials' back houses. It is too common for those women to be jealous, so you will marry in the future. Daughter-in-law, if you take a concubine again, they might be jealous too."
Zhao Jin snorted, "They are just for a higher status, in the end they are still fighting for fame and fortune."
Hong Zhong scratched his head and smiled naively, "There are also some women who truly adore their husbands."
"Love?" Zhao Jin was at a loss. "Since you love each other, why would you hurt someone the other party likes?"
Hong Zhong was ruthless, and at the risk of being scolded by the son, he pointed at Hua Ya and asked cautiously, "Did the son just kill them for a moment?"
Zhao Jin suddenly looked at him.