Jinghua glanced at Shuiyue and said sarcastically: "Good sister, you won't fall in love with the third master, right?"

"Ah... no!" Shui Yue's little face flushed and she waved her hand quickly.

"Come on, you really won't lie!" Jinghua said, "But the third master is indeed different from other men in the gang..."

"You, what are you talking about? What's good about him?" The little Taoist priest stamped his feet shyly, "He is just a stinky hooligan, not as good as my brother! Shuiyue, don't be fooled by him!"

Mizuki said, "Miss, the third master just said, "What's going on when touching his thighs or Kubota Hikaru?"

The Taoist priest suddenly turned red and hesitated: "No, nothing! Don't ask about this, be careful I will turn my back!"

After the little Taoist priest finished speaking, he trotted and ran to his residence.

Jinghua and Shuiyue looked at each other and were guessing in their hearts what happened to the lady and the third master.

...

The next day, Yan Ning got up early. He was worried about when he would take Yiyi to Xiaoya from the tea shop and take care of herself.

However, the little Taoist priest didn't give him a chance. Yan Ning was still washing on the second floor. The little Taoist priest came to Yan Ning's villa alone, kicked the door over, and shouted: "Rogue! Come down! I'm here to settle the score with you!"

The little Taoist priest took off his night clothes from yesterday and wore a pink sportswear. He looked very calm and actually a little cute.

Yan Ning was wearing a nightgown and a toothbrush in his mouth. He walked to the corridor in confusion and saw that it was a little Taoist priest. He couldn't help but smile: "We have only been separated for one night, and we missed me so soon? We ran to my house to see me early in the morning!"

The little Taoist priest cursed in a sweet voice: "What's your house? This is my house!"

Yan Ning took out the toothbrush from his mouth and asked with a puzzled look: "Your family? Do you have any proof?"

"The tea house Xiaoya is all my brother's! My brother's is mine! Even if it is you, Xiaoya is my person in this tea house!" said the little Taoist priest rudely.

Yan Ning walked downstairs, walked to the little Taoist priest, patted her forehead: "Little Taoist priest, stop dreaming."

"I'm not called a little Taoist priest!"

"What's your name?"

"Hmph! Listen to me, my lady is Zhuang Xiaoya!" The little Taoist priest put his hands on his hips.

"Pretty Xiaoya? This name is really appropriate," Yan Ning opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and then said, "Hey, look, what's in my yard?"

Zhuang Xiaoya turned around in confusion and walked outside the house to see what Yan Ning was saying. Who knew that after he walked out of the house, a loud noise came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw that Yan Ning had locked the door.

"Yan Ning, come out for me! Otherwise I will set the fire to burn here today!" Zhuang Xiaoya patted Yan Ning's gate vigorously, but Yan Ning went upstairs without saying a word to continue washing.

"Stirsty hooligan!"

Zhuang Xiaoya took a long time to give up depressedly. No one was afraid of her in this Axe and Tiger Gang, but Yan Ning not only took advantage of herself, but also did not get into the oil and salt. She had never been so depressed before when she grew up so old.

"I really think I can't catch you?" Zhuang Xiaoya wandered outside Yanning's villa for a while, and suddenly had an idea. She walked around the back of the villa, and followed the route last night and climbed up the second floor lightly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, a stinky hooligan!"

Seeing that the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor was not closed, Zhuang Xiaoya jumped in happily, pointed at Yan Ning and shouted.

"Forehead……"

Yan Ning took off his bathrobe at this time, his whole body was naked, and he was about to change his clothes, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Xiaoya would suddenly appear in his bedroom. At this time, his body was not covered, and his lower dick raised his head unyieldingly.

"Ah--" When Zhuang Xiaoya saw this scene, she quickly closed her eyes and squatted on the ground, covering her face with her hands, and kept shouting, "Stir, Stinky Hooligan!"

"Please, can I be considered a hooligan when changing clothes in my bedroom?" Yan Ning said speechlessly.

Zhuang Xiaoya shouted in a crying voice: "What are you still standing there to do? Put on your clothes quickly!"

Yan Ning was stunned: "How do you know that I haven't put on my clothes yet? Did you peek at me?"

Zhuang Xiaoya almost cried out and turned around quickly: "Please, put on her clothes!"

Yan Ning smiled and put on his clothes lightly, but said, "I don't wear it anymore. You have to pay the price when you look at my body today!"

"What, what's the price?"

"Hehehe..." Yan Ning had already put on his clothes, but deliberately stepped on footsteps, came to Zhuang Xiaoya, and said in her ear, "Of course..."

"Three brothers! What happened!"

At this moment, Yihu and Sun Ao suddenly opened Yan Ning's door and asked in astonishment.

"Brother!" Zhuang Xiaoya heard Yihu's voice and pushed Yan Ning away, ran to Yihu, grabbed his arm and shouted, "You are here just right. This stinky hooligan is going to molest me! He is not wearing any clothes!"

Yihu looked at Yan Ning, and Yan Ning spread his hands and showed an innocent expression. Yihu knew that it was his sister who was messing around: "What are you talking about? Where is the third brother wearing clothes?"

"He... he just didn't wear clothes!" Zhuang Xiaoya opened her eyes, but found Yan Ning standing in front of her neatly dressed, and couldn't help but be stunned, "You, you obviously didn't wear clothes just now!"

Yan Ning smiled innocently: "Miss, you've read it wrong... Could it be that you miss my body too much to see hallucinations?"

"Hmph! Shameless!" Zhuang Xiaoya stamped her feet in anger.

"Okay, okay, don't both of you," Yihu said, "Let me introduce you, the third brother, this is my sister, named Zhuang Xiaoya. Xiaoya, this is our fellow disciple, Yan Ning, you can just call him third brother in the future. Third brother is the successor of Wumen!"

After hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoya stopped her tears and looked at Yan Ning in surprise: "He? He is a disciple of the Wumen? Brother, have you made a mistake? How is this kid possible!"

Last night, Jinghua and Shuiyue only told Zhuang Xiaoya that Yan Ning was here to treat her sister-in-law He Xi, and they didn’t know about the Wutang of Maoshan, so Zhuang Xiaoya is so surprised now.

"Hey! Don't look at people through the cracks in the door, you will look down on people!" Yan Ning said dissatisfiedly, "I am elegant and sunny and handsome. Why can't I be the descendant of Wumen?"

Although Zhuang Xiaoya was suspicious, she still believed in her brother, but she didn't hurt Yan Ning. She felt unhappy: "Bah, you look elegant and elegant. I think you are vulgar and shameless!"

Yihu felt a little angry and said to Zhuang Xiaoya with some anger: "Xiaoya, stop making trouble, be obedient, call me third brother!"

Zhuang Xiaoya raised her mouth and turned her head to one side, refusing to look at Yan Ning directly.

"Forget it!" Yan Ning saw Zhuang Xiaoya like this, waved his hand and said, "Boss Yihu, actually Xiaoya and I are old acquaintances. I...woo!"
Chapter completed!