The three of them returned to the inn and came to the room of the curtain - the No. 1 upper room.

Mu Qingyang looked around at the display in the room. Like a small two-room suite, the back room is a rather delicate carved bed. Outside is a small living room with a desk and a coffee table. There are also some calligraphy and paintings on the wall. The overall feeling is clean, comfortable, and it seems that he lived well. It's much better than the bedroom she lived in the army, so she said casually when she thought about it: "Xiao Dingzi, it's okay to live in the past two days!"

"It's not good!" Mu Ziding pursed his lips and said in a clear voice, while taking Mu Qingyang's hand and walking to the bed.

"Ding ......" Mu Bing was taken aback, she didn't expect that Mu Ziding would have such an "unexpected move" and wanted to step forward to stop it, but before she could do it, she saw him holding her hand tightly and quickly arrived at the bedside. A little "annoyed" in his heart, he began to wonder what kind of family this Ding Gongzi came from, what kind of tutor he was?! How could he casually touch other people's bodies without blushing and without beating heartbeat. You must know that since childhood, they have been taught that the body is hair and skin, and everyone's body, whether male or female, can not be touched at will, and they themselves must not touch others for no reason.

Now the young master has a problem with his "brain", and this Ding Gongzi, if he doesn't have a problem with his brain, he is a "gentleman".

"Qing Yang, look at this bed is hard, it hurts my back......" Mu Ziding frowned, and began to complain in a soft voice. Suddenly, Mu Qingyang sat on the edge of the bed.

"Yes?!I think it's quite soft! It's much softer than I was in the army......" She sat down and stretched out her hand to knock on the bed, and before she finished speaking, she raised her eyes and saw Mu Ziding's extremely aggrieved face, a pair of shining eyes covered with a faint mist, she raised her eyebrows, for fear that he would "sell cuteness and coquettishness" to her next!

"So, would you like to change to a better room?" she thought, in modern hotels, there are different room types, and this ancient inn should also have one.

"But this ......" the curtain said.

"This is the best room in the place. Before Mu Ziding finished speaking, Mu Bing hurriedly continued. As soon as he came, he saw the door number in front of the door, "No. 1 on the room"

"Little Dingzi ......" Mu Qingyang just wanted to open her mouth and say something, but when she was facing his delicate face, the moment she looked at each other, she saw him pouting and looking "pitiful", she swallowed her saliva and swallowed back the words.

"Actually, it doesn't matter where you live, as long as Qingyang can come......" Mu Ziding gradually, lowered his eyes and said softly.

"......" Mu Bing heard the corners of his mouth twitch!

"Uh...... By the way, Xiao Dingzi, where did you get that sugar ball?" Mu Qingyang was not surprised, she had long been used to him like this, and began to turn to the topic, she didn't believe in anything "can't buy" at the beginning! Thinking that the reason why Xiao Dingzi would say "can't buy!" must be reserved for Bing'er. If it is for "Mu Qingyang", Xiao Dingzi should not.

"Does Qing Yang like to eat?" he listened, his eyes lit up, and he immediately had a sense of energy! He knew that Qing Yang would like the taste. But, well, it didn't seem to be a matter of liking it or not, it should be mentioning the miraculous effect of the sugar pill, he muttered in his heart.

"If Qingyang eats one pill a month, he can strengthen his body, and he can eat it for more than half a year......" Mu Ziding began to interpret the effect of sugar balls.

One pill a month?!Mu Qingyang was stunned. It seems that this sugar ball is indeed precious, but yesterday he had swallowed three pills, sent five grains to Hua Lang, one pill for Brother Luan, and one pill for Mu Tong. Thinking of this, her face changed slightly, and she began to muffle.

"Qingyang, what's wrong with you?!Is there something uncomfortable?" Mu Ziding felt that Qingyang's expression was wrong, and hurriedly asked with concern.

This time, she raised her head in the face of "innocent", blinked a pair of watery eyes, looked directly at him, and took out the porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it over.

The curtain was puzzled, paused slightly, and finally, he reached out and took the small porcelain bottle, and the moment the cap was opened, his face changed, and his body trembled slightly. I can't believe that this little porcelain vase is empty!!I think Qing Yang won't eat it all!

Seeing Xiao Dingzi's face turn from red to black, Mu Qingyang stood up carefully, walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea casually, as if he was "suppressing shock", as soon as he raised his hand, he drank a glass of water.

"Qingyang!" Suddenly, Xiao Dingzi's more usual voice came from behind her, cold, cold and made her spine feel cold.