Allow her to be pampered

In that room, Second Master Chi looked like a nightshade, waving a broom in his hand vigorously, and the pair of rubber slippers on his feet also looked like a hot wheel.

But seeing him coming straight towards the front yard with teeth and claws, Chi Rong was already frightened to death, if he submits where he is, he will inevitably be whipped.

Second master Chi has a fiery temper, even though Chi Rong is eighteen years old, he still hits him as usual and shows no mercy.

Chi Rong wanted to run away, but just because of the size of Chi's mansion, there were only three halls and six rooms left and right, there was nowhere to hide, and there was no way to avoid it.

Wu Qingzhi was making gestures unhurriedly, half of his body was still hanging on the courtyard wall, but this time, seeing Chi Rong flustered, he couldn't help becoming anxious.

So he blurted out: "Chi Rong, I'll pull you up!"

Chi Rong was as anxious as an ant being fried in a hot pan, but when he heard this sound, Wu Qingzhi's palm was already hanging down in front of him as soon as he raised his head.

Immediately, Second Master Chi was furious, it must be extremely vicious to whip someone up, anyway, he will die anyway, Chi Rong doesn't care if he dies sooner or later, he just hopes to avoid the most vicious beating.

Then he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and determined to slip.

Chi Rong immediately grabbed Wu Qingzhi's hand, and was about to climb up the wall. Her two little feet slipped off the slippers and couldn't stand on the wall.

Chi Rong chirped, "Hurry up, hurry up, pull me up, or my second uncle will beat me to death!"

Wu Qingzhi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, but seeing that Chi Rong was petite, with a little effort on his arm, he easily pulled Chi Rong up to the wall as if he was carrying a chicken.

Second Master Chi scolded as he ran, almost dying of anger: "Little bastard, don't run if you have the guts!"

Chi Rong took the high ground and immediately gained confidence, but she didn't know who her second uncle was scolding, she would always kick her nose and face back with a few words, saying: "Hey, hey, I can't hit it, you are so angry!"

However, before the words finished, a slender arm was clasped across her waist.

Then, the night sky tilted and the moon hung upside down. Before Chi Rong could react, Wu Qingzhi had already jumped off the courtyard wall with her in his arms.

Her feet were not on the ground, nor was there a full moon above her head, only Wu Qingzhi whispered in her ears.

"Chi Rong, elope with me."

For a moment, Chi Rong was fascinated by the sound.

But it wasn't a romantic moment. In the courtyard, Second Master Chi was yelling, cursing and chattering, and he actually yelled: "Wait until the gate is opened, so I won't let me catch you!"

After hearing this, Chi Rong's face changed suddenly, but Wu Qingzhi remained calm and composed.

But seeing him stepping forward with long legs, taking three steps in parallel, he immediately stuffed Chi Rong into the car, his movements were also swift, he had already grasped the steering wheel, and drove the car out.

On the other side, Master Chi unlocked the big lock, kicked open the courtyard door, and was about to chase after him, but was blocked by a figure in front of the door.

Jiang Mengguang said with a playful smile: "Hey, Second Master, good evening! What a coincidence, you also came out to enjoy the moon!"

Second Master Chi whipped his broom on the threshold, and cursed: "Good job Jiang Mengguang, you used a gun to force my daughter to marry, you still have the face to come here, you and that surnamed Wu have nothing good! No, your credit is indispensable!"

Jiang Mengguang didn't change his face, and said thick-skinned: "Second Master, the moon is really full tonight! Let's not disturb the young couple watching the moon!"

There are many private houses in the west of the city, and it is as quiet as promised. When the car drives on the main road, it seems like a lonely journey, and the elopement almost comes true.

The chicken-and-egg farce has been forgotten, and Chi Rong is still wearing a mandarin jacket and breeches, and her feet are also naked, so she collapsed in the seat without any image at all.

The passion faded, and Chi Rong regretted it too much: "It's over, now my second uncle will definitely fight with you!"

Wu Qingzhi smiled lightly and said: "As long as the second master is willing to promise you to me, I will definitely die as a husband."

Chi Rong gave him a disgusted look: "No, don't keep dying, it's unlucky to talk like that."

It was Mid-Autumn Festival, and the streets were supposed to be decorated with lights and festoons, but malaria was rampant. At this moment, except for the bright neon lights of Paramount in the city, other places were as cold as a curfew.

Chi Rong turned his head and saw a few boxes of fireworks on the back seat, not many in number and not unusual in style, they were the most common small flowers.

While driving, Wu Qingzhi said, "The big tube of fireworks was on Meng Guang's car. I ran too fast and forgot to take it away."

"Then how did you come up with the idea of ​​setting off fireworks?"

The car was driving very steadily, Wu Qingzhi didn't look sideways, but his voice was like plucking a string: "Chi Rong, it will be Mid-Autumn Festival soon, I want to spend every year with you."

When Chi Rong heard the words, she just kept silent, but her face was already ashamed, red like a drop of blood, and the night was dark, and she quietly hid the clues of love.

They finally stopped by the river, where the night wind was cool and the river beach was also paved with pebbles, Wu Qingzhi was afraid that Chi Rong would suffer from the wind and cold, so he took off his suit coat and wrapped him into a small rice dumpling, not allowing Chi Rong to go to the ground.

So to light the fireworks, Wu Qingzhi touched his trouser pockets left and right, but they were completely empty, and there was no trace of matches. He probably put the objects in the inner pocket of his suit, so he reached out to look for them.

Unexpectedly, just by groping, he accidentally touched the trembling inside Chi Rong's clothes.

"Ah!" Chi Rong cried out in a low voice, "Smelly rascal, what are you doing!"

Wu Qingzhi said distractedly, "Look for matches."

Wu Qingzhi's eyesight is poor, and he can't see clearly at night. Even with glasses on, he can barely see the outline of Chi Rong.

Her hands and feet were slender and white and tender, glowing slightly under the moonlight, and the jade bracelet on her wrist shook a few times to reflect the moonlight.

Wu Qingzhi was stunned, he didn't dare to look for any more matches, his brain was clearly ignited by love and desire.

Wu Qingzhi didn't take any action, but Chi Rong finally took out the small box of matches, handed it to him, and said, "Oh, what are you still doing, come and help me light the fireworks."

Chi Rong picked up a few small flowers, grabbed them casually, and taught Wu Qingzhi to go forward and fuse the letter for her.

The match was lit, and the letter caught fire. The broken light not only lit up Chi Rong's eyebrows and eyes, but also made a rustling sound, like whispers, or sweet whispers with a low voice in the ear.

Although Chi Rong was having fun, he wasn't enjoying himself enough, so he proudly grabbed a handful of small flowers, held them in a bunch, and ignited them with a single sporadic firework.

Wu Qingzhi smiled and said: "Chi Rong, hold it farther away, don't splash it on your body."

Before the words fell, there was only a squeak, and the light of fireworks splashed, and the front of the car was as bright as day.

Chi Rong exclaimed in surprise: "Wu Qingzhi, look at it! Isn't it so bright and beautiful! Let me tell you, this is the way Xiaohuahua has to play! Look good!"

Wu Qingzhi's eyes pierced through the light, and fell directly on Chi Rong's face, saying: "It looks good."

But it's not that the fireworks are good-looking.