Qi Chi leaned on the couch.

On her lap was a new account book that had just been delivered from thousands of miles away. She looked through page by page with her fingers.

With the sound of paper, Xinlu quickly walked up to her and whispered in her ear for a while.

Qi Chi stopped his fingers, looked up in surprise, and asked, "What's wrong with the person?"

I was asking Luo Xiaoyi.

Xinlu said that he was actually used as a military stick.

"I don't know what, but the person is still in front of me. I just heard some movement and hurried to tell the head of the family."

Xinlu had never seen such military formations, but she went quietly to listen to it. She only heard Luo Xiaoyi screaming a few times, and then she was scared to death and had not recovered until now.

Qi Chi sat upright, closed the account book in his hand, frowned and thought: It must be money that the man discovered it.

She didn't care about being discovered by him, but it was beyond her expectations that he had discovered so quickly.

No wonder Luo Xiaoyi said before that he was not easy to fool.

She nodded, meaning she knew, and pointed out again, signaling Xinlu to continue to inquire about the situation.

Xinlu has quit.

Qichi held the account book with his fingers, but he had no intention of turning it over.

Thinking of Luo Xiaoyi, it is both helpless and funny.

What he did so stupidly, and if he really exposed it, just say it, why bother to suffer from that kind of flesh and blood?

Just as I was thinking of a countermeasure, I suddenly felt the lights in front of the door dim.

She thought it was Xinlu who had gone back, but she looked up and saw a tall figure of a man.

Fu Ting raised his hand up, held down the half-draped curtain, and lowered his head and entered the door.

Then, he stood up straight and looked over.

Qichi quietly stuffed the account book in his hand into the mat behind him.

He looked at him, his body was straight, his eyes dark and sharp.

She unconsciously pinched the hem of her clothes, moved her mind, and said first, "I heard that you have beaten Xiaoyi?"

Fu Ting stared at her, sneered in his heart, thinking that this woman seemed to be pursuing him first.

He pursed his lips and said, "He has already called it."

Qi Chi's eyes moved, and he thought to himself.

She expected that he knew from the time he entered the door.

After all, it is a person who can achieve great protection by virtue of his ability, so how can he be a straight intestine?

She glanced at Fu Ting quietly again, thinking that this man was indeed a fierce man. It was just such a matter, as for the military stick.

She deliberately stopped looking at him, so she turned her head, took the tea set on the table, and slowly fiddled with the Sincha.

Seeing her sitting upright and having nothing to do, Fu Ting remembered Luo Xiaoyi, who had just been cured by him.

In fact, Luo Xiaoyi was unwilling to take action at first, and was pressed and used a military stick to grit his teeth, refusing to let go of the question of who paid the money.

Finally, he said that his brother had nothing to do, so he finally forced the truth out.

Luo Xiaoyi lay there and screamed in pain: Who else can be there besides his sister-in-law? He has never seen anyone as rich as his sister-in-law.

Qichi picked up a piece of tea cake in his hand and put it on the stove.

Futing saw that the tea cake was as smooth and moist as a sieve of mud paste from a fine sieve of water. It was the best among the top. Looking at the tea set, each one was carefully pondered.

He doesn't like drinking tea, and he thinks it's troublesome to cook tea, and can deal with it with a bowl of cold water.

But I realized more and more that just the ordinary thing in her hands is something worth a thousand gold.

My eyes swept around the decorative instruments in the room and finally fell on the woman.

Not to mention Luo Xiaoyi, even himself, he has never seen such a rich woman.

He stared at her and asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

First, the expensive equipment in this mansion and the daily expenses can now make up for the gap in military pay.

He remembered, and his wounds, the medicine.

His face became tighter and tighter.

Qi Chi stopped, and did not look at him, and replied softly: "Do you want to ask about my private money?"

Futing closed his teeth tightly.

Indeed, no man in the world would ask his woman how much private money she has.

He nodded, convinced the woman, his chin tightly closed.

He paused and asked again, "Then why did you want to surrender to the army?"

Not to mention that hers had been used at home, even the army had to spend her money, so he became a soft boy raised by a woman.

He immediately raised his whip and held the troops of the eight prefectures and 14 prefectures. If he spread it, how can he face the six armies under his command in the future and the Turkic cavalry?

Qi Chi met his dark eyes and knew what he was thinking. After all, he had already seen his backbone.

She sighed softly and said, "I only know that the money is spent on you."

No matter what army or family it is, aren’t it all spent for him?

After saying that, he stood up in the man's sight.

She was questioned with kindness, why bother to tell him this? It would be better to go and see the poor Luo Xiaoyi.

When he walked to the door, the man in front of him stretched his arm and blocked his way.

Fu Ting reached out to stop her, lowered his head and looked at her face.

She walked to the side, and he stretched out one leg and, after a few steps, easily blocked her path.

Qichi was blocked by him by the door, and his whole body was covered tightly, and there was no way out.

He lowered his head and saw one of his legs sticking out of the hem of his clothes, pressing against her legs through several layers of dresses, suppressing her. Her trousers were tight and slender and strong. Her heart was inexplicably jumping a few times and she couldn't help biting her lip.

Futing said: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

It means that she won't let her go.

Qichi felt that his injury was probably healing, and the sound was much deeper than before when he heard it.

She raised her hand and smoothed her hair around her ears, lifted her eyes, and looked at him: "I spent the money. I have spent it, so there is no reason to take it back. What else do you have to ask?"

Even he had seen him facing each other with a sword, she was not afraid of this man.

Could it be that he is a great gubernator, dares to hit his brother, or even dares to hit his wife?

Futing looked at the woman's raised face and his eyes became heavier: "I just ask you, what do you want to do?"

Such a work is not done by ordinary women.

But the person he married did it.

Qichi left his face and said perfunctorily: "I have money and when you are short of money, I will make up for it for you, that's all."

"That's it?" he asked again, his legs tightened.

She felt a little painful, frowned slightly, and finally turned her head back.

It's because I know I can't get through it.

"More than that," she said.

Futing stared at her eyes.

"Don't you see it?" She suddenly lowered her voice, lowered her eyes, and put one hand on his belt.

Her fingers hooked his buckle, she hooked her and gently pulled her in front of her.

I raised my eyes and the lights were hidden in my eyes.

The remaining voice was low, only he could hear: "I still want to please you."

To treat your injuries, apply medicine every day to change the medicine.

Even a trivial matter like changing a pair of saddles.

Spend a lot of money for you.

What I want to do, haven't you seen it yet?

I just want to please you.

Or, it's also called, wanting to please you.

...

Xinlu carefully stretched her head into the door and took a look, then quickly stepped back.
To be continued...