Chapter 274 (1/2)

”Why are you here?” Aunt Huang saw the melon seed shell on his skirt and frowned. ”It's so rude in front of the girl. I'm sorry that the girl's temperament doesn't care.”

Li Zhi coughed lightly, quickly patted off the melon seed shell on his skirt, straightened his clothes, and asked, ”Why are you here so late?”

”Naturally, I have something to find a girl.”

Then he picked up his train, crossed Li Zhi, went up the steps and walked to Chu Zhi's house.

Aunt Huang has been growing up in the place of fireworks since she was a child. She also learns dance music. She has an excellent figure. She walks with a swaying posture, even graceful, as if she was dancing gently.

When she was about to cross the threshold, she suddenly remembered another thing. She stopped and glanced at Li Zhi: ”the master has been in your house in recent days. If you have nothing to do, you should less come to the girl and be seen.”

Li Zhi works in Chu Zhi. No one knows except Aunt Huang and. If people see it, it will cause trouble!

Li Zhi looked at Aunt Huang, who was still charming and just like a girl's graceful back, suddenly smiled, took her hand behind her, picked her eyebrows and left.

”I just saw Li Zhifang at the door.” Aunt Huang came in and said, ”how did he come at this hour?”

In the middle of the night, what to do if you let people see it.

”He came to tell me something.” Chu Zhi said with a smile, ”why did my aunt come? Why didn't seven sisters come to play with you?”

”These two days she is addicted to the script. She doesn't even read the book well. I beat a ruler. Now she is locked in her room to copy books!”

Script?

Dong'Er on the edge burst out a fanatical light from the bottom of his eyes, and his small face flushed with excitement.

Dong'Er read the script. Chu Zhi knows it.

Nowadays, the vernacular script is popular in the capital. Many women in the boudoir read it one after another. Even the servant girls around them are not free from vulgarity.

Why is everyone suddenly so obsessed with the conversation? Don't think we all know that Meng Wan did a good thing.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhi advised, ”don't be angry with my aunt. Seven younger sisters love to read when girls admire AI“

”Oh! If she reads those books, it's all right!” Aunt Huang was angry when she talked about it, and suddenly her willow eyebrows stood up and said: ”But what do you think she's looking at? It's either fighting and killing Jianghu gratitude and resentment, or making a bloody oath of marriage in the peach garden. You say that she's a girl's family. It's harmless to see some romantic and snowy moons. Finding a husband in the future can be useful and add some fun. She's good. She rolls up her sleeves all day and says that she's going to rise up in Liangshan and worship a big brother. Where is Liangshan Fang, I haven't heard of it. What's this nonsense? Do you think I'm angry? I beat me up a few days ago. I'm honest and calm down. In the last two days, I said that mortals can cultivate and become immortals. I also said that they want to kill demons and Demons for the people. Unexpectedly, I asked the servant girl to buy a peach wood sword and vermilion yellow paper and shut them in the room every day to draw ghosts Fu, what spell is it to subdue demons and eliminate demons! ”

Seeing Aunt Huang's anger, Chu Zhi quickly brought a cup of tea and patted her chest to keep her breath: ”aunt Mo Qi.”

Chu Zhi asked, ”what happened later?”

”Naturally, I burned it with a fire!” Aunt Huang twisted her eyebrows. ”Did she really ask her to go out with the broken paper in that room and make a fool of herself?”

If Aunt Huang didn't say it, Chu Zhi really didn't know that Chu Nuan was reading these scripts.

Think of that charming, enchanting demon, Rao, seven sisters with a face of disaster and water, Chu Zhi was speechless and choked.

I dare to say that under the appearance of her delicate and weak seven younger sisters, there is a wild and fearless heart.

Chu Zhi deeply felt that maybe... Qi Mei and Meng Wan could become close friends in the boudoir. After all, to some extent, they really fit together.

”Forget it, I'll be angry if I don't talk about her.” Aunt Huang turned her voice. ”I came to see you tonight. I have something to tell you about Chu Xi.”