Gu Qingzhou and Zhang Xinmei talked for a while, and Zhang Xinmei suddenly said, "Is it going to rain?"

Gu Qingzhou glanced at the outer window.

The wind was blowing in the afternoon.

She helped Zhang Xinmei close the window and said, "It should be raining. The weather is not very good today."

Zhang Xinmei's expression seemed to be a little nervous.

He hesitated and asked Gu Qingzhou, "Will there be thunder?"

"No, it's almost the end of September, and the thunderstorm season is over." Gu Qingzhou said, smiling at Zhang Xinmei, "Are you afraid of thunder?"

Zhang Xinmei immediately raised his chest: "Hu, nonsense, Master is not afraid of anything!"

Gu Qingzhou held back his laughter.

She looked outside, there should be no thunder.

"Yes, Zhang Jiuye is the most powerful person in the world, and he is not afraid of anything." Gu Qingzhou said, and then touched his hair again, "It's dry, I'll go to sleep later."

Zhang Xinmei nodded.

Gu Qingzhou said again, "Do you want me to accompany you for a while?"

"Who cares?" Zhang Xinmei snorted, "If you insist on being here, I'll be reluctant."

Gu Qingzhou said, "Then I'll be shameless."

Zhang Xinmei scoffed, but did not drive away Gu Qingzhou.

Not long after sitting down, the sound of rain hitting the window lattice came from outside the window, like a big pearl falling on a jade plate, and it was very lively.

The rain gradually became heavier, mixed with a flash of lightning.

Zhang Xinmei suddenly looked tense.

Gu Qingzhou said, "Are you really afraid of thunder?"

Unexpectedly, such a chaotic demon king who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is actually afraid of thunder.

Where does this leave a psychological shadow?

Gu Qingzhou said: "If you are afraid, would you like to go to sleep with me?"

Zhang Xinmei said, "I'm not afraid..."

The last word is obviously lacking in confidence.

Gu Qingzhou said: "Don't be brave, you terrified yourself. Everyone has something to fear. I used to be especially afraid of blood."

"That's you, I'm not afraid!" Zhang Xinmei insisted.

After all, he drove Gu Qingzhou away.

Gu Qingzhou returned to his room, and seeing the rain was getting heavier, Gu Qingzhou called Mulan and Mushan to his room.

She lay down and listened to the rain outside the window.

In the middle of the night, Gu Qingzhou heard someone slamming the door.

Said it was a hit, it was a fist slammed on the door.

At the same time, Zhang Xinmei's changed voice came: "Stinky woman, stinky woman, open the door quickly."

Gu Qingzhou got up.

When she opened the room, Zhang Xinmei jumped into her arms at once, hugged her tightly, and refused to let go.

Gu Qingzhou stroked her back gently: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, there is me."

After all, she lit the light.

She asked Zhang Xinmei to sit down. In the light, Zhang Xinmei's face turned pale.

Gu Qingzhou said: "you lie on the bed, don't freeze you."

This season is not very cold, but Zhang Xinmei is obviously shivering.

Gu Qingzhou couldn't, so he had to coax him to lie down first.

"You...you sleep with me. When the thunder comes, my mother sleeps with me." Zhang Xinmei said.

Right here, a bolt of lightning pierced the dark night sky, illuminating the horned branches of the window like ghosts, swaying their thin arms desperately.

Zhang Xinmei immediately pulled the quilt over his head.

When Gu Qingzhou saw the person in the quilt, trembling like a sifter, she was very distressed.

She got into bed.

Zhang Xinmei immediately grabbed the life-saving straw and buried herself in Gu Qingzhou's arms.

He tightly hugged Gu Qingzhou's waist.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gu Qingzhou stroked his back.

Under Gu Qingzhou's comfort, Zhang Xinmei gradually calmed down.

However, when there was another lightning bolt, he trembled.

An hour later, Zhang Xinmei slowly fell asleep, and Gu Qingzhou also fell asleep.

The rain did not stop until dawn.

The heavy rain washed away, and the roof ridges and treetops in the distance showed new colors, all the dust was washed away, and the heaven and earth looked brand new.

Zhang Xinmei woke up first.

What caught his eye was the slender jaw, and he was stunned for a moment; then he looked up and saw the face of the ugly woman.

Her hair was laid out in the room, setting off a small face as white as jade.

She slept peacefully, and her face was soft.

Zhang Xinmei was embarrassed and immediately pushed Gu Qingzhou to wake up: "you, you, you are sleeping on the bed of the master! You have defeated the innocence of the master!"

He almost jumped up.

Gu Qingzhou slowly opened his eyes amid this series of noisy sounds.

Seeing Zhang Xinmei, she smiled first: "Silly boy, this is my room!"

Zhang Xinmei was stunned again.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered the lightning and thunder last night, when he was scared to death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xinmei's face flushed, and she turned and ran back to her room.

What a shame!

The majestic Zhang Jiuye was known by that stinky woman that he was afraid of thunder!

Just faceless.

Zhang Xinmei covered his head and wanted to hide himself, but he didn't want to see Gu Qingzhou at all.

Then, he heard Gu Qingzhou standing on the stairs, ringing the bell and calling for the servant.

"Go and dress Jiuye." Gu Qingzhou said.

Zhang Xinmei immediately went to lock the door.

It was a trivial matter, but he was stunned that Gu Qingzhou was teasing him.

He put on his own clothes and gave himself countless self-comforts before going downstairs.

Gu Qingzhou and Erbao had already sat at the dining table, and Zhang Xinmei also came over, wanting to sit on the chair more casually, but he didn't expect that the chair of Si's house was relatively high, so he couldn't sit down at all.

So, the handsome and extraordinary Zhang Jiuye, propped up slightly with his hands, climbed onto the chair like a child, putting on a solemn face.

Gu Qingzhou said, "Drinking milk?"

"Don't drink, only children drink milk!" Zhang Xinmei said loudly.

Erbao was holding a glass of milk, not knowing whether to drink or put it away, he hesitated in his hand.

"It's just you." Gu Qingzhou smiled, "You really don't drink?"

"Don't drink!" Zhang Xinmei was very strong.

Gu Qingzhou doesn't know him in general anymore.

Zhang Xinmei was uncomfortable all morning. In the morning, seeing that her entourage was still swollen, Zhang Xinmei decided to go to He Chenjing to settle the account.

He first wrote a post and asked someone to send it to He Chenjing. In the name of Zhang Jiuye, he asked He Chenjing to go to the teahouse. This was the most direct way to make an appointment.

"Young madam, do you want to give it to He Sishao?" Tang Ping asked.

Gu Qingzhou said: "Send it."

He Chenjing told Zhang Xinmei's entourage his name in the hope that Zhang Xinmei would throw himself into the net.

In this way, Gu Qingzhou is about to count it.

Gu Qingzhou wanted to know, what did He Chenjing rely on for being so bold!

"The bamboo forest of the He family is very strange. This may be one of He Chenjing's reliances." Gu Qingzhou thought.

So, Gu Qingzhou's adjutant sent Zhang Xinmei's challenge letter to the He family.

He Chenjing received it.

On his always stern face, the iceberg melted a little, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

"The ninth young master of the Zhang family, this weight is very good." He Chenjing said to himself.

Gu Qingzhou is very resistant to him now, and he knows the reason: she still doesn't know his ability, she just treats him as an ordinary person, thinking that he wants to eat swan meat. Then, let her see it!

She will surrender!