"Remember, don't hold me back. Zhang Yihang changed his normal behavior and played handsome next to Zhao Yihuan with sunglasses.

"Yo, scum like me is here to wreak havoc. Zhao Yihuan's eyes narrowed into crooked crescents, and he smiled.

Zhang Yihang looked at this sweet smile, beautiful and dreamy, as if he had seen it somewhere. A sense of déjà vu came over me.

Wait a minute, how did she smile so beautifully, it felt like something bad was going to happen next.

"Open the door!" Zhao Yihuan gave Zhang Yihang a look, and under the sharp eyes, Zhang Yihang still didn't move.

The surrounding green grass and trees did not dare to compete with this Yong'an Pavilion, after all, this pavilion was blessed with golden light, who would dare to disturb it so boldly.

"Why do you want me to open it?" Zhang Yihang's mouth widened, like a child who has been wronged.

"Otherwise, you're going to let a little girl like me push open this door. Zhao Yihuan's tone switched naturally, and suddenly changed to a soft and cute girl's voice, and Zhang Yihang instantly had goosebumps.

"I have always believed that courtesy is an important part of traditional Chinese virtues, ladies first, you please. Zhang Yihang crossed his hands behind him, even if he pretended to be unconcerned about himself, but that good thing was that he wanted to beat him once he saw it.

In other words, what is the magic of this Yong'an Pavilion? The two of them had to stand at the door and raise the bar, but they did not dare to push open this red door that shone with golden light.

What is the secret of it that makes the two of them already tremble when they stand in the doorway?

Yong'an Pavilion is a nightmare for Zhao Yihuan. What about Zhang Yihang? It's a nightmare 2.0 upgrade.

What was it that made her still worried when she dreamed back at midnight, and she couldn't sleep peacefully.

"It's still a problem that the painting skills are too bad. ”

What made him think about it, haunted by his dreams, but he didn't dare to forget half a point.

"Yong'an Pavilion. ”

These three words weighed as much as a thousand catties of black iron, which discouraged Zhang Yihang, because he couldn't take a step at all.

What made Zhang Yihang scratch his head and couldn't answer a satisfactory answer.

Suddenly, a message came from Zhang Yihang's mobile phone.

"Or is that the problem?"

Zhang Yihang looked at the message, and could only shake his head and swallow this saliva of remorse.

"Yong'an Pavilion, as soon as you hear the name, you know that it will always be a safe restaurant. A man in red looked stupid, looking at the glittering gate of the Yongan Pavilion, and couldn't help but want to step forward and rub it.

"At first glance, I knew that I had never seen the world, and I didn't even know the rumors of the Yongan Pavilion. Zhang Yihang complained.

"Red restaurant, what else can I do but eat?" the man in red was pulled back by the collar of the girl in green who accompanied him.

"Of course it's taking pictures!" The girl in green took dozens of photos in a row, and in her mobile phone, the golden Yong'an Pavilion was not as they saw in their eyes, but a restaurant where the boss painted in Christ except for the dark dishes that you want to eat every day.

The liveliness of the two is no less than that of them back then.

However, the two big flowers that have been devastated by the Yongan Pavilion have long lost their vitality.

I saw Zhang Yihang and Zhao Yihuan standing motionless at the door, like two small saplings rooted here.

"I'm tired, what are you still shooting, let's hurry up and go in and enjoy it!" The man in red took the little hand of the girl in green and pushed open the door of the Yongan Pavilion.

Zhang Yihang shook his head in disappointment and sighed, "Enjoyment is just the beginning." ”

The special training of Yong'an Pavilion is naturally for people to enjoy the experience of hell behind heaven.

Well, the hell behind the heavens, how can there be less of them standing at the door, the soles of their feet rooted.

The boss had been keeping an eye on them outside the door for three hours.