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### Chapter 28 - He put down his posture to coax her!

"You!" Ji Zimo was choked to the point that he couldn't speak.

He smiled and used a bit of strength to pry open her hand that was covered over her lips. Then, his lips moved forward again, and a clear male voice entered Ji Zimo's ears, "There's still a long way to go. Come, good girl, take your hand away!" Let's kiss a little longer. "

Indeed, very far away, he was already out of Demonic City when he got off the car. If it wasn't for the fact that it was hard for this person to connect him to the traffickers and their distribution, Ji Zimo would definitely have thought that he was a bad person.

Getting off the carriage, Ji Zimo habitually looked around. There was only a small house about a dozen meters in front of him. From here, one could see the pointed roof, red tiles, and white powder covered by green trees.

"Where are they going?" Before Ji Zimo could ask, the person behind her hugged her and headed in that direction.

Walking to the entrance of the small courtyard, under the entanglement of the vines, I saw the two words "birth" on the lintel of the plum blossom amulet.

I don't know what it means to be born, but I feel it on the tip of my tongue, a little ancient.

The gate of the small courtyard was the most surprising. It was actually a wooden door from ancient times. Inside the wooden door was a tall flower rack. Ji Chengfeng felt that he had stepped into the past, leaving behind all the worldly matters.

"Professor Gu, where exactly is this place?" The further in they went, the more surprised she became. In the end, she had forgotten about the mystery of Gu Shibai's journey. She tugged on his sleeve again, insisting on asking him more questions.

He pointed with his long, fair fingers and shushed her on the lips.

"Why is he so stingy?" Ji Zimo was extremely dissatisfied with him, he turned around and didn't want to see his face again.

Gu Shenwei wasn't annoyed, he could only sigh leisurely in her ear, "What are you in a hurry for? In a bit, don't you know everything?"

How could this person know that something was urgent? There was no use in talking about it. She suddenly focused her mind to think about it.

"Uncle Yuan!" Gu Qing called out for nothing. Ji Zimo's gaze shifted over and saw the driver, who had been following behind them, take a few steps forward. He reached the courtyard's main entrance and knocked on the door!

"Uncle Yuan." The door was quickly opened, and Ji Zimo looked over. A young man in a long green robe came out to greet him, and when he saw the chauffeur whom he had called out to for quite a while, he gave a respectful salute.

"The young master is coming." The driver only said this.

Fear appeared on the face of the youth in green, but only for a split-second. He quickly walked towards them and bowed, "Young Master."

"En, go in!" Gu Bobai answered very indifferently.

The youth in the green tunic was in front, while Ji Zimo was in the middle. The one called Uncle Yuan was at the back, so they entered the main hall.

Bluestone carvings. Wooden tables and chairs covered in ancient auspicious designs. There were even lanterns covered by red gauze. The entire place was filled with the flavor of antiquity.

"Please sit for a moment, young master. I'll go call big brother over right now." The green robed man poured them some tea and bowed as he spoke, giving off the air of a person asking for advice.

"Go!" Gu Qingbai replied as he took a cup of tea and brought it to Ji Zimo's lips, "This is the best West Lake Longjing. You should like it."

He should be tired of these boring and boring things, but he really liked tea, chess, and guzheng. It was a habit he had developed when he was with his grandfather and that person.

As he thought about the past, he felt a moment of drowsiness.

The voice of the person beside his ear faintly moved away from his ear. "What happened?"

"I'm fine!" She raised her head and laughed lightly as she accepted the teacup in his hand and took a sip, her breath lingering in her throat. Not only was it the best West Lake Longjing, the water used for brewing tea was also extremely pure.

"Delicious?" The gazes of the people around her had been fixed on her. She had noticed even the slightest movement.

"Yes!" She nodded, took another sip, and put down her teacup just as someone came around the front door.

"Shibai." Just now, the man in green was calling out to the young master, but he spoke with a tone of white, as if their relationship had become a bit closer.

"Yes!" The people around him responded with a smile.

"Why are you here today?"

He had long hair that was tied behind his head, revealing a clean and bright forehead. His eyes were calm and serene, and he wore a royal blue silk gown that gave him a strong ancient feeling when he lifted his hand.

When he spoke, he just said exactly what Ji Zimo wanted to know, so she pricked up her ears and waited for Gu Shibai's answer.

"My wife, Ji Zimo." Who would have thought that this person would say such a thing?

She was greatly shocked. She did not know what he meant, and raised her head to look at him. She was absolutely unable to restrain her curiosity.

The man in the royal blue silk gown in front of him suddenly smiled and said, "You actually admit it this time?" A gaze that was barely discernible landed on her body, it could be called sizing her up.

"Of course."

"Then what's your decision?"

"Yes!" After pausing for a moment, Gu Dai smiled and said, "Otherwise, why would I come here?"

"That's true!"

They were playing some kind of charade.

"Professor Gu!" She was so anxious that she did not care about the situation and shouted at him.

Gu Chubai did not seem to be frightened by this voice, but the two people in long sleeves were a little drowsy. The man who was called "Qingsheng" chuckled lightly, "Feelings or teachers?"

Hearing this, Ji Zi's face turned pale. He lowered his head and stretched out a hand from the side. "We will first obtain her certificate before we become her teacher. So, we are not teachers and students."

"Is that so?" Qing Sheng raised his eyebrows, no longer saying anything on this topic. Instead, he changed the topic, "Are you sure you want to do this?" Does the clan know about this? "

"We already have."

"Didn't you also …"

"Qingsheng!" Before he could finish his words, he had already ordered his men to stop with a stern voice.

"Since you've already decided, come with me!" Because he had stopped her, Qing Sheng was stunned. His eyebrows relaxed as he thought, This little girl who looks like she's at most 20 years old actually has such a high position in his heart?

"Yes!" Qing Sheng turned around and walked out of the room. Gu Chubai pulled Ji Zimo along and stood up as well.

"Where to?" "You called me to come out after class, so I followed you out. I asked you why you didn't say anything, but you still refused to tell me after coming all the way here?"

"Be good, you'll know soon, okay?" He had never seen anyone who dared to act cocky in front of him. Furthermore, he had even lowered his body and was still coaxing them in a low voice. This sudden scene caused him to involuntarily halt his steps and turn around, staring at this person with relish.

"I won't!" "If you don't explain it to me right now, I won't go with you. I want to go back to school. I want to divorce you!"

"Ji Zimo!" "I already said, you're not allowed to say those two words!"

"I want to say it! I want to divorce you, divorce! " Ji Zimo felt wronged at the moment. He had gotten married for no reason due to the biggest grievance he had suffered in the past twenty years.

"Let me go!" His grip on her hand was tight, and he looked angry, but Ji Zimo didn't care about that. She only wanted to leave this place, this man, while using her other hand to forcefully squeeze his hand.

"Alright, stop messing around. I'll tell you everything, is that okay?" She was making such a ruckus that Gu Shenwei didn't dare to use too much strength to hold her hand. Afraid that she might be hurt, he could only hold her little body tightly in his embrace, his clear voice carrying a heavy sense of comfort, "I'll tell you everything, okay? Stop making a ruckus and be a good boy! "Hrm?"