At the foot of a small hill in the western suburbs of Yanjing, an ancient manor-style villa is scattered in the deep woods. Ji Houzai, one of the eight pillar countries that is famous in China, lives here.

In the pavilions and towers, the water twitched, a frog squatted by the pond, making a "quacking" sound. An old man over fifty years old lay on a rattan chair, shaking gently, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

At this time, a middle-aged man came in from outside, whispered a few words to the guards standing guard around him, and walked towards the old man.

Hearing the footsteps, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and the sound of frogs stopped. There seemed to be a hint of solemnity in the air. The middle-aged man couldn't help but straighten his back.

"Old man, the information about the young master's meeting with the Nakiri family this time has been summarized."

The middle-aged man respectfully handed over a stack of documents.

"Um……"

The old man responded, his voice dull as a bell.

Turning the file to the first page, the old man sneered: "I knew that this old guy from the Nakiri family would use some tricks."

"Do you want to give them some reminder?" asked the middle-aged man.

"No need, I don't hate those who are capable and ambitious." The old man closed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes: "If he really succeeds, so what if I let his granddaughter be the wife of the Ji family?"

"But from other families..."

"No need to worry, our Ji family has not yet fallen to the point of relying on marriage to maintain family power."

The old man waved his hand and continued to look through the documents.

When he saw Ji Kong becoming a judge, he had no expression; when he saw Ji Kong standing up for Erina Nakiri, he had no expression.

But when he saw Ji Kong smashing Nakiri Thistle's car, a smile finally appeared on his tense face.

The middle-aged man didn't know where the old man saw, so he didn't know why he laughed, so he could only slap his horse slightly: "The young master has grown a lot more than before."

"It's hard to become a great man!" The old man put the documents aside and said, "What our Ji family needs is not a cunning fox, but a tiger that can eat people!"

The middle-aged man pursed his lips. The old man suddenly exuded aura that made him dare not respond. After a while, he asked, "What should I do about the follow-up of this matter?"

"Is that man named Nakiri Thistle? Just throw him to New Oriental to be a trainer, it can be considered a waste use."

"But he has some forces in the United States..."

"But he is in Asia now!" The old man's words were loud and loud.

"……yes."

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On the other hand, when Ji Kong and Maba came out of the resort, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

However, they were lucky. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the resort, they encountered a taxi. So the two of them got into the taxi. Without any obstacles, they drove out of Yuanyue Resort.

In the taxi, Ji Kong and Mabashi sat in the back row together. Shiina Mabashi lifted Ji Kong's hand, which was still bloodshot. In his always plain eyes, there was a fluorescent fluctuation. He whispered: "Chong, does his hand still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt...that must be fake!"

Ji Kong's face was full of bitterness. At that time, he really rushed to his head with a stream of qi and blood, completely ignoring nothing. Now that the blood has subsided, his whole body's perception has recovered, and he suddenly felt that his arms were numb and it didn't seem to be his own.

And just as he was thinking this, Shiina Mahara suddenly lowered her head, put Ji Kong's palm beside her mouth, and stretched out her pink little and licked it gently.

Ji Kong felt his whole body numb, but before he could even reminisce about the feeling, the taxi suddenly made a "crunch" sound, and then the body swung violently!

Ji Kong and Shiina Mahara didn't sit firmly and hugged each other directly.

Fortunately, the car swung slightly and then quickly stabilized.

"Damn!"

Ji Kong was shocked and couldn't help but say, "Brother Driver, please drive well. There are two great young people from the motherland in your car."

"Sorry, sorry, it's dark and I can't see clearly."

The driver said this, but cursed in his heart that he was showing his love and died quickly. He would explode if he was charged!

Of course, Ji Kong didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that he apologized, he didn't pursue it anymore.

At this time, Shiina Mashira was lying in his arms, raised his head and stared at Ji Kong's eyes and said, "Hok, does your hands still hurt now?"

"Cough, it doesn't hurt anymore."

In order to prevent any embarrassing incidents from happening again, Ji Kong could only answer this way.

"But why, I feel very painful?" Shiina Mashiro murmured softly.

"Hmm? Did you accidentally hit someone just now?" Ji Kong asked quickly, "Where does it hurt?"

"here."

Shiina Mashi pointed at the part of his heart, and said with a hint of confusion in his voice: "I feel that it is a bit sour, a little tight, and a little upturning. I am very happy, but I want to cry... Huo, I don't understand, what kind of emotion is this?"

"Well, I don't know much about this."

"Is it happiness?"

"Maybe it is."

"Is it sweet?"

"Uh...probably."

Ji Kong was a little embarrassed. He probably had some guesses about the feelings that Shiina Masashi said, but he was not a psychologist after all, and he had never met Sanwu before, so he didn't know how to answer Masashi's questions, so he could only use this perfunctory method.

But after saying this, he suddenly found that Shiina's white pink and red lips gradually enlarged in front of him. Because the two were too close to each other, Ji Kong had no time to react, and their lips touched each other!

"Bang!"

Such a sound sounded in the air.

Well, that's right, it's just a "bang"!

There was no sweetness or lingeringness. After the two of them touched each other, they screamed and quickly separated!

"What the hell are you doing?"

Ji Kong covered his mouth and asked questions with a hint of urn.

Theoretically, he should have kissed Shiina Mahara just now, but this Mahara has no experience in kissing at all. He just bumped into him and chewed him, and even hit Ji Kong's lips. It hurts so much—

"So Mingming said that you can kiss as long as you feel happy and sweet." Shiina Mahara also covered her mouth, with a hint of grievance in her voice: "But kissing hurts so much, I won't kiss anymore."

"Nonsense, how can you call kissing?"

Ji Kong felt a sense of anger surge, and was about to hug Zhenbai and teach her what kissing meant, but at this moment, the taxi waved again, and then with a "bang", the tire fell into the ditch...
Chapter completed!