Xie Wanjin took Rong Sheng back to the warm wind other courtyard like running for his life. The rich and noble behind him could not keep up, and he didn't know which street he fell behind.

"Childe......" the waiter in the other courtyard waited in front of the door for most of the day. As soon as his childe came back, he was about to come forward to say hello when he saw him go in like a wind.

The two boys stood at the door and looked at each other. They whispered, "there's no tiger chasing behind. What are you doing so fast?"

Xie Wanjin didn't care about them at all. He strode through the corridor. When he returned to his house and sat down on his couch, he suddenly reflected that he had always held Rongsheng's hand.

I haven't let go yet.

There were so many people in Xie's house just now. You talk to me, big guy. He spent all his mind on how to deal with his own aunt and old grandmother. The one holding Rongsheng's hand is called natural.

But here, there was no one else in the room. Only the lights on the table lit up a warm room. It was too quiet.

The fourth childe's eyelids jumped slightly and involuntarily raised his eyes to see Rong Sheng.

At the moment, Rong Sheng happened to be looking at him.

At one time, four eyes are opposite, and the atmosphere is quite subtle.

"Well... Today..." Xie Wanjin is not very good. He is always smart. At the moment, he doesn't know what to say.

Rong Sheng raised his eyes and said in a cool tone, "when are you going to let go of my hand?"

Xie Wanjin was shocked when he heard the speech, and quickly released Rong Sheng's hand. He smiled awkwardly and said, "didn't you forget to let go in a hurry? I didn't mean to take advantage of you..."

Rong Sheng brushed his sleeves and said faintly, "I forgot in a hurry? What do you remember now?"

Xie Wanjin felt bad when he heard the speech.

He had just climbed out of the huge pit dug by a Niang, and in the twinkling of an eye he fell into Rong Sheng's hand again.

I can't live this day.

The fourth childe was very tired and his head was dizzy. He really didn't have the mental strength to deal with Rong Sheng again, so he just threw himself out.

He directly poured himself on the couch, lay on his back and said to Rong Sheng, "I don't remember, I don't remember anything, brother Rong... I'm really tired now. What can we do after waking up?"

Rong Sheng laughed angrily at his virtue that could drag him for a while. He raised his hand, pulled out the hairpin, and used it as a concealed weapon to fight Xie Wanjin.

The fourth childe was still thinking "as long as I have thick skin, Rong Sheng can't take me". As a result, he saw a fatal blow as soon as he opened his eyes.

Scared, he quickly rolled on the couch for several times and directly rolled to the ground, causing pain.

The jade hairpin was embedded into the bed where he was originally lying, revealing only a small part of the hairpin.

Xie Wanjin lay on the ground for a while and was afraid. The cold sweat came down on his forehead.

Xindao: if this is embedded in me, it will go to the West on the spot.

Rong Sheng is very cruel.

The fourth childe was shocked and looked at Rong Sheng with a faint complexion.

The boy's ink hair fell down and spread around his waist. His eyes looked at him quietly. His tone was slightly cool and said, "you can talk after you think about it."

Xie Wanjin immediately: "

The fourth childe can only say in his heart: what the fuck do you want me to say?

If you make a mistake, Rong Sheng will come here for a while, and he won't be afraid to get sick?

Before he could speak, the boy who followed him outside heard such a big noise and asked at the gate of the runway: "young master, are you all right?"

The two men looked up and were dumbfounded.

The fourth childe lay on the ground and didn't know what he was doing.

"Young master Rong..." the young man was about to persuade him to say something. Don't do it.

Rong Sheng raised his hand, raised a palm wind, closed the door directly, and separated the two young boys from the great wealth and wealth that followed in a hurry.

The young man looked at Xie Wanjin from a commanding position. His face was slightly heavy, just like an attitude of accounting after autumn.

Xie Wanjin covered his face with his hands.

The heart recited several times: isn't it the face? Don't you want it, young master?

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

The servant girl outside looked at the door for a while, but she didn't dare to disturb them, so she had to step down quietly.

There was a sudden silence around.

The quieter the night, the more Xie Wanjin felt that there were not as many people.

At least Rongsheng can't beat him in front of such people.

The fourth childe thought so, and suddenly realized that his present posture was really not powerful.

Being looked down so condescending by Rongsheng, it seemed that he had no power to fight back.

You have to stand up!

Just stand up.

Xie Wanjin stood up slowly with one hand on the ground, and Tongrong looked at him for a moment.

Then

The fourth childe raised his hand, took off his big sleeved shirt and threw it heavily at Rong Sheng's feet.

Although he doesn't know martial arts, he throws it with great momentum. It's like throwing this shirt out, he has peerless martial arts in an instant, and he can be superior to Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "what do you mean?"

Who knows, after Xie Wanjin threw it away, he clenched his teeth and said, "you fight."

He was very bitter in his heart. With an expression of "I haven't been beaten, it's no big deal," he said, "you have to fight quickly, I'm sleepy."

In fact, when the fourth childe saw that all the people in his family were there, he knew that Rong Sheng must have been with him when he came back.

It's just that Xie Wanjin was born to like to think for the best of everything. He always felt that if he could fool the past, it would be a disaster.

If you really can't escape, you can only be beaten.

Rong Sheng was also impolite. He kicked Xie Wanjin's stand with one foot and couldn't stand. The whole person fell on the couch.

The fourth childe's painful face was wrinkled into a ball. He raised his hand and held the soft pillow in his arms. He said to himself: "this man still has good martial arts. At least he doesn't hurt so much when he is beaten..."

In a short time, he took Rong Sheng home from regret to regret that he shouldn't be lazy when he was a child. He had to learn some martial arts.

When Rong Sheng listened to him, he suddenly couldn't help laughing. He took off the bead jade waist chain that was hindering him, held it in his hand as a whip and took a note on the fourth childe, "can you die if you say less?"

"It hurts. I'll talk to you myself. I can't think of anything else?"

Xie Wanjin lay on his couch and took office. He beat him. He didn't resist, shout pain or beg for mercy. He just said something in his mouth to divert his attention.

He seems to be born with a sense of joy.

It made Rong Sheng unable to lay a hard hand on him.

After talking to himself for a moment, the fourth childe also found that thick skinned was really useful here for Rong Sheng. He threw out the soft pillow in his arms, grabbed the other end of the pearl jade waist chain in Rong Sheng's hand and wanted to turn over and stand up.

Who knows at this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Ye Li looked at them in amazement, "what are you... What are you doing?"