Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 61 Only Aran

"If Aran doesn't want to, then I won't call her," Jing Shu said understandingly, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"No, I didn't mean you couldn't call me that," Jingran quickly said, unable to bear seeing Jingshu's disappointed look.

"If you like, you can call me that, it's fine." Although it sounded strange, Jing Shu continued to show that disappointed look.

"Really?" Jing Shu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, of course I mean it." After Jing Ran finished speaking, she bent down to put on her shoes, completely unaware of the sly glint in Jing Shu's eyes.

Jing Ran certainly didn't say such a thing; he made it up because he knew his master didn't remember things after drinking.

He always called him Jingran, which Jingshu found very awkward, as if the two were just ordinary friends. So he called him Master Aran to increase their sense of intimacy.

As for the scene where his collar was wide open just now, that was actually his own doing. He had already woken up when his nascent soul left his body.

Although Jingran did grab his collar at the time, he didn't actually pull it off; it was Jingran who deliberately pulled his collar off.

When he realized that Jingran was about to wake up, Jingshu reluctantly took his hand off Jingran's waist, pretending to be in a very good sleeping position.

When he realized that Jingran had woken up and was still burying her head in his chest, Jingshu almost couldn't resist.

But it seemed that his master was just not fully awake. After a while, he felt his master pull his legs back and loosen his grip on his clothes. Jing Shu's heart started to race.

It wasn't until Jingran grabbed his collar again that Jingshu finally couldn't help but open his eyes, leading to the scene just now.

Jingran knew nothing of any of this.

The Nascent Soul cultivator, far away on the other side of the town, sensed Jing Shu's pleased mood, snorted coldly, and felt ashamed of Jing Shu's behavior.

Keep making things up! If your master finds out you're deceiving him like this, you're finished!

Seeing that Jing Ran had put on her shoes, Jing Shu said, "Ran, let's go."

"Ah."

As soon as Jingran followed Jingshu out of the room, they saw the imposing pyramid.

"!!!"

Jingran couldn't help but rub his eyes. He felt like he hadn't woken up properly and was hallucinating.

When he opened his eyes again, the tower was still in the same place, but the walls surrounding the courtyard were gone, leaving only a small section of the wall, as if telling Jingran that the walls here had once existed.

“Jing Shu…” Jing Ran’s voice trembled slightly.

"What's wrong, Ran?"

"Didn't you say I didn't damage anyone's yard? How come I tore down all the walls here?" Jing Ran was on the verge of tears. How long would he have to work to pay for this?

“Aran really didn’t damage anyone’s yard,” Jing Shu chuckled and said seriously.

"Then here..."

"I'm the one who demolished this."

Jing Ran suddenly turned around and looked at Jing Shu, her eyes full of disbelief.

“It really was me,” Jing Shu said helplessly. “I was drunk yesterday too, and when I heard that A Ran wanted to build a tower, I got excited too. So I tore down the wall here. As for this tower, we built it together.”

"It's alright, Aran. I was the one who knocked down the wall, and I will compensate Xue Niang."

As he spoke, Jing Shu walked towards the pavilion, glanced indifferently at what Jing You had copied, picked up a brush from the table, wrote a few words on a piece of paper, placed the paper on the pyramid, and then took out a bag of spirit stones to weigh it down to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

"Alright, Ran, let's go."

"But this matter was caused by me, so I should get half of the compensation. I'll find some more work and earn more money to pay you back."

Jing Ran's tone was firm, so Jing Shu had no choice but to agree.

The two left the house, intending to eat something before going to the private school. Jing Shu followed Jing Ran to the wonton stall once again.

"Grandpa, two bowls of wontons, please." Jingran took out ten coins and was about to hand them to the old man.

Jing Shu treated him to dinner last night, so this time, he can't let Jing Shu pay again.

The old man looked up and saw who it was, and he was very excited.

"When you paid me yesterday, I didn't notice that you paid me so much. I'm so sorry I didn't return the extra money to you," the old man said apologetically.

The old man took out the gold and tried to hand it to Jing Shu, saying, "I can't make change, so I can't accept it. Please take it back, young master. Consider those two bowls of wontons my treat for you two."

The old man only discovered the piece of gold in the money box when he was closing up shop last night. After a little thought, he realized that it was given to him by Jing Shu.

He was a conscientious businessman and naturally couldn't accept so much money from Jing Shu, but the old man simply didn't have change. He could only hope that Jing Shu would come again so that he could return the gold, and he could consider the two bowls of wontons as a gift from him!

Jing Shu did not take it, but smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, if you don't have change, just keep it here. In the future, when the two of us come to eat wontons here, you can leave it for free."

"Alright, alright, that works too! From now on, you two can eat wontons here for free forever!" the old man said cheerfully, without forcing Jing Shu to accept the offer.

"I won't say anything else, but my wontons are absolutely the most delicious in Huacheng!" the old man said confidently.

"Please come in and have a seat. The two bowls of wontons will be ready soon!"

Jingran put away the money and found a place to sit down with Jingshu.

"I was planning to treat you to a bowl of wontons. But it seems I won't have that chance now," Jingran said helplessly.

Not only that, Jing Shu also told the old man that he could eat for free, which made Jing Ran feel a little embarrassed.

“It’s okay, Aran is my friend, what’s mine is Aran’s.” Jing Shu looked at Jing Ran with gentle eyes.

"Are you... this nice to all your friends?" Jing Ran felt uncomfortable under Jing Shu's gaze, so she turned her head slightly and looked at the bustling street.

“No, only Aran,” Jing Shu replied very seriously.

Everything he had belonged to his master.

"Oh." Jingran looked at the wontons that the old man had brought over and suppressed the excitement that had just risen in her heart.

When does Aran plan to leave Huacheng?

"Me?" Jingran thought for a moment. "I was originally going to leave Huacheng in three to five days, but I still owe you money, so I should stay a little longer to earn money and pay you back. What about you?"

"I'll be leaving once I've finished dealing with things here. Since Aran owes me money, why don't you come with me? You can do some errands for me on the way, as a way of paying back the money, okay?"

Jingran nodded. "Okay."

He had been staying at Xu Sheng's house for several days and it was time for him to leave. As for repaying Jing Shu's money, he didn't care how it was repaid.

After finishing their meal, Jing Shu and his companion headed towards the private school. The closer they got to the school, the fewer people they encountered. Gradually, there wasn't a soul left.

Jingran suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Jingshu, don't you think it's too quiet...?"