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Chapter 9 What Do You Think You Signed

"Xiao Qizi? Are you at home? It's strange, Lao Chen and the others said they didn't see anyone today, where can they go?"

Nan Qi, who was lying powerlessly on the bed, heard the voice of someone talking, he was refreshed, and was about to shout, but the next second he heard Chu Shaoyan's voice.

"Uncle Hai."

"Ah? Xiaoyan... Are you feeling better?" Uncle Hai unexpectedly saw Chu Shaoyan walking in from the door.

Compared with the taciturn and cold-faced people I saw before, Chu Shaoyan today is very different.He had a very happy smile on his face, and his pale face became much rosier.Although she was still so thin, she seemed to have a rounded feeling to her whole body.

What surprised him even more was that shortly after Chu Shaoyan entered the door, two well-dressed people entered the door.

"They...are from my family." Chu Shaoyan explained seeing Uncle Hai looking behind him.

Uncle Hai was puzzled for a moment, his eyes lit up.The family... No wonder Chu Shaoyan is so happy, this is a good thing!

"Uncle Hai, it's thanks to you for taking care of me during this time. Feng Si." Chu Shaoyan gestured to a person behind him.

Uncle Hai saw a smiling young man walking up to him and taking out a pouch from his sleeve.

"This is unacceptable!" Uncle Hai understood what Chu Shaoyan wanted to do, and quickly declined.

"Uncle Hai, just accept it." Chu Shaoyan smiled, but what he said made Uncle Hai stop his rejection involuntarily, "If it weren't for your relief at the beginning, Nan Qi and I might not be able to make it through. I came here in a hurry this time, only these vulgar things, if you don’t accept them, I don’t know what to do.”

Uncle Hai withdrew his hand.Chu Shaoyan's politeness in every sentence may be too polite, making Uncle Hai feel awkward.

"Little Qizi..."

"Oh, Nan Qi and I are leaving too. I have no time to tell the village chief if we are going on our way, so I ask Uncle Hai to help." Chu Shaoyan gave Feng Si another look as he spoke.

Feng Si understood, and took out another purse: "Please give this to the village chief."

Uncle Hai put heavy purses in both hands. He has lived for such a long time, and he has never taken so much money in one breath, and his whole heart is floating.

"This... just say it, no need..." Uncle Hai didn't know how to speak anymore.

Chu Shaoyan said: "Uncle Hai, just tell the village chief that we will rent that house first, and we will come back when we have a chance."

He was a little absent-minded.He went to the mountain city along the path early in the morning, found the man stationed in the mountain city, and came back immediately.Even so, most of the day has passed, and I don't know what happened to Nan Qi.

Seeing the young master like this, the two people following Chu Shaoyan were not only curious, but they also went up to separate Chu Shaoyan from Uncle Hai who was still confused.

Seeing this, Chu Shaoyan hurried into the bedroom.

Hearing the movement, Nan Qi looked up weakly, glanced at Chu Shaoyan, and closed his eyes again.

Don't get me wrong, he's not holding Qi, to be specific, he doesn't even have the strength to hold Qi.After lifting my hands for a whole day, I don't even feel numb, and I feel a little cold.It wasn't that he didn't want to yell just now, but he couldn't yell at all.He really doubted that after a while, he would suffer from postural suffocation...

Nan Qi's baby face was always very angry, but after losing its blood color, it became extremely scary.Chu Shaoyan's heart tightened, and he hurried up to untie Nan Qi.

"Ah! Don't move!" Nan Qi screamed, but the voice was heard in Chu Shaoyan's ears, it was as thin as a gossamer...

"What's wrong?" Chu Shaoyan nervously looked at Nan Qi who was loosened and was still in the "surrender" posture.

"I can't move my hands..."

Not only the hands, but also the waist and back can't be moved at all. If you move it a little, it's painful and numb, which makes you crazy.

Chu Shaoyan stood by the bed, feeling at a loss.

"Young master, let me do it." For a moment, a white hand rested on Chu Shaoyan's shoulder, and his voice was elegant.

Nan Qi was also attracted by that voice, and took a look...

beauty...beauty...

For a moment, Nan Qi only had these two words turning around in his head.

When he first met Chu Shaoyan, Nan Qi still had the energy to find some adjectives to concretize Chu Shaoyan's image in his mind.But this man...doesn't need any other language to speak at all.

If you really want to distinguish, it is Chu Shaoyan who is exquisite and beautiful, but that person is mature, gentle and makes people want to get close.

Seeing Nan Qi straighten his eyes in front of Feng Si in such a useless manner, Chu Shaoyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the sharpness of his brows was evident, he said in a deep voice, "No need."

Said, stepped forward, and broke Nan Qi's arm without being gentle at all.There were only two "clicks" and two screams, and Nan Qi sat up with his hands on his shoulders.

"To shut up!"

Nan Qi reflexively closed his mouth.

Feng Si smiled gently, standing aside, as if Chu Shaoyan just had a few chats with Nan Qi so normal.Seeing him like this, Nan Qi's mind, which was stunned by the beauty, suddenly sobered up a lot.

"Hello, I'm Feng Si." The beauty introduced herself to Nan Qi with a smile.The look in Nan Qi's left ear is worth exploring.

"Ling San." Out of nowhere, another person dressed very similarly to Feng Si said.

wind four?Ling San?

Nan Qi turned his head to look at Chu Shaoyan where the old god was present, could this be the legendary guard?

"Where are One and Two?"

Everyone was paying attention to Nan Qi, who knew that he would say such a sentence out of nowhere.

"Pfft..." Feng Si laughed out loud first, his light-colored lips swaying, making people dazzled.

Chu Shaoyan stood between him and Nan Qi calmly.

"He is the one we want to pick up?" Ling San didn't fluctuate at all in his tone.

He has a baby face and is not too tall.Probably similar to Feng Si, but when the two stood together, Feng Si seemed to be a head taller than him.The baby's face was also sullen, which looked a little out of harmony.

"Yes." Chu Shaoyan admitted.

Immediately, even Ling San showed a complex expression mixed with two emotions of disbelief and relief.

Feng Si's expression is still gentle, but those who are familiar with him can see his excitement from his shining eyes.Those eyes were using subtle, imperceptible movements to patrol Nan Qi's body back and forth.

The head is in a mess... the lips seem to be swollen... oh, the neck, what is that on the neck... why is the skirt buttoned so tightly, are those hickey marks, I can't see clearly... young master Hands are still so beautiful...

Young master's hand?

Feng Si raised his gaze up calmly, and it really was Chu Shaoyan's face.

But in just over a month, the young master of his family has become handsome and majestic.Feng Si smiled softly.

"Give that to me." Chu Shaoyan stretched out his hand to Feng Si.

"Young master...do you really want it?"

Chu Shaoyan nodded seriously.

"Okay." Feng Si's tone seemed to be pampering his own ignorant child, and he took out a document made of parchment from his sleeve.

Chu Shaoyan picked it up and held it in front of Nan Qi: "I signed it."

Nan Qi looked at the lines of tadpole text above, and asked cautiously, "What is it?"

"You can't read?" Chu Shaoyan looked at Nan Qi in surprise, isn't he a doctor?Unable to read?

"Then press your fingerprints..." Feng Si said gently and seductively.

Good idea....not right!Nan Qi couldn't help moving back, the two people that Chu Shaoyan brought were not normal people either.Nan Qi indiscriminately classified Ling San, who had never said anything, into this category.

Sure enough, Ling San also failed Nan Qi's vision, without further ado, he took out an exquisite round porcelain box from his bosom, and handed it to Feng Si.Feng Si's smile never faded, he took it, unscrewed it, revealing the red ink pad inside, and stretched it to Chu Shaoyan's side.

Nan Qi put his hands behind his back in horror, refusing to follow.

Chu Shaoyan frowned, looked at the document in his hand, and at Nan Qi who was not cooperating, and reached out to grab Nan Qi's hand.

"Ah!" Nan Qi's hand was still hurting, and it hurt even more when Chu Shaoyan grabbed it.

Chu Shaoyan frowned again, and relaxed his hand a bit, but still didn't let Nan Qi break free.

Under Nan Qi's non-violent non-cooperation, Chu Shaoyan easily forced Nan Qi to print his fingerprints on the paper.

"Okay. Young master, let's move on." Feng Si put the document back into his sleeve and put it away, a very gentle proposal.

"Yes." Ling San reconsidered.

Chu Shaoyan nodded, and under the surprised eyes of the other two, he calmly and virtuously helped Nan Qi, who was inconvenient, to change his clothes.Ready, Chu Shaoyan was worried again.

After last night, he was already at the limit of walking with support, how could he walk with Nan Qi who couldn't take care of himself now?

"I'll hug him." Feng Si took the initiative to step forward to make a rescue.

One hand was in front of Feng Si: "I'll do it."

Feng Si raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling San who was overwhelmed, meaning, just your body?

Chu Shaoyan made a final decision: "Ling Sanlai."

"Hey, hey! Who said we're leaving!" Nan Qi widened his eyes in horror, and finally looked at Chu Shaoyan—after all, they were the most familiar.

"I said you are mine, so naturally you want to follow me." Chu Shaoyan narrowed his eyes unhappily, picked up Nan Qi...and put it on Ling San's back.

Feng Si's eyes lit up, and he silently said hello to his young master's domineering lines.

Ling San is no different from Feng Si, he is an activist.With Nan Qi on his back, he walked without saying a word.

"Wait! My medicine! My stuff!" Nan Qi only had time to shout this before Ling San stepped out of the door.

"These... are his?" Feng Si curiously flipped through the treasured plastic bags in the cabinet.Inside... is it a cardboard box?And the words on it...don't know

"It seems that the brother you chose is not illiterate."

Chu Shaoyan was packing Nanqi's strange clothes and accessories. He subconsciously raised his head when he heard Feng Si's words, but he didn't know how to refute, so he lowered his head silently. "Pack it up, let's go.