Ming Yulong raised his eyes and smiled, and ate the last bite of the egg pancake, "Fortunately, I have a good temper, otherwise I would have run away in anger if I had changed to other guests." ”

"Then ask the girl to take out the things." The middle-aged man's tone was not very good.

"I didn't bring anything." Ming Yulong said.

"Is there a drawing?"

"Not either."

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, frowned, and said unceremoniously:

"The girl has neither anything nor drawings, let me give you something, if you want to make trouble, please don't come again!"

Ming Yulong took a cup of tea and drank it, and said with a smile: "You have such a big temper, but it's just a drawing, I'll draw it for you now, you have pen and ink at home." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, glanced into the room, his eyes flickered a little, and denied: "No, please go home and paint it yourself." ”

"I obviously saw pen and ink on your desk, why didn't you let me in!" Ming Yulong didn't look at the middle-aged man, stood up and walked towards the inner room.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man came up to stop him, "Why is the girl so unreasonable and forcibly entering someone else's house?" ”

Ming Yulong raised his eyebrows obliquely, and the corners of his lips hooked, "Why is the uncle so boring, he is bored and pretends to be a blacksmith?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a very hearty laugh in the room,

"Tiemu, she can definitely see it when I say it, you don't believe me!"

Ming Yulong saw Bailikun coming out of it, a pair of thick eyebrows raised high, and a wild smile on the corner of his mouth.

She felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the blacksmith's shop, although she did not have deep internal strength, but she still had a keen sense of observation and intuition.

"It's not that my subordinates don't believe in the prince, they just want to see it with their own eyes!"

A tall man in a power suit stood behind him, his face was cold, his face was angular, his complexion was slightly dark, and there was a scar from the corner of his right eye to his ear.

Under the protruding eyebrow bones, a pair of eyes have the depth of a European, and when looking at her, the gaze is sharp as if with the cold of a blade.

Judging from the cold aura emanating from his body, he has definitely killed people.

Judging by his clothes and Bailikun's style, as well as the tone of the conversation between the two, this man named Tiemu should be Bailikun's personal entourage.

Bailikun looked at Ming Yulong and patted Tie Mu's shoulder, "Let people come out." ”

Temu gave up for a moment, and out of the room came a short and stout woman, and the middle-aged man just now immediately greeted him and shouted:

"Lady! You're all right, are you? ”

"I'm fine, the guest just let me stay inside."

The woman was talking to the middle-aged man over there, and Bailikun strode out, his slender figure outlined in a dark robe, and stood beside Ming Yulong,

"Yulong, what happened just now was a joke that Temu and I made for you. We arrived at the blacksmith this morning, and when we heard your voice, we wanted to surprise you. ”

Ming Yulong's eyes swept between the two of them, folded his arms in front of his chest, raised his small chin, and asked:

"There is no surprise, there is a little surprise, your joke is not very funny!"

Bailikun looked at her face, walked to her side, pointed to the middle-aged man and woman, and said:

"You can tell me, why didn't that middle-aged man really blacksmith just now?"