Reason? Give him a reason to change places.

I don't know, I don't want him to see those flower girls with their arms and chests exposed, is this reason enough? However, if I really wanted to talk to him about it, I would be a little afraid to say it.

Not to mention, Zilian's age is not young, it is estimated that there are not 10,000, but 5,000. I think if I tell him this reason, he will most likely reply to me, and he is not too young, look at the woman. Then it seems that I'm a little wordy and too nosy.

"Master." I pouted and looked at him, so I said to him in a coquettish voice, "Xiaoyu doesn't like this inn. Let's change places! ”

"Reason, for a teacher you need a reason."

He didn't look up at me, he tapped his fingers on the table.

Reason, reason I have. But I really can't tell you!

"Since you don't want to say it, then you won't leave as a teacher."

He reached for the teapot on the table and picked it up, and began to pour tea again.

"Master."

I glanced at him with a slight complaint, and when I saw that he ignored him, I was anxious and at a loss, and I really didn't know what to do. Suddenly, as if God had discovered my difficulties, I found that there was a man at the next table next door who was drooling at Zilian, and I felt sick in my heart, and turned my head to look at Zilian with a cautious expression.

"Master, Master, where are you looking?"

I winked at him, glancing over to the table, motioning for him to look over there. Unexpectedly, he didn't pay attention to me, but put down the teacup in his hand and said to me lightly: "Xiaoyu, your eyelids cramp?" ”

Eyelid cramps? The enthusiasm and impulse in my heart to take him away suddenly was drenched by his lukewarm words.

I pulled down my bitter face and howled bitterly in my heart, although my eyes were not too pretty. However, it will not be understood by him as such a deep artistic conception! Understood as a flattery, I can still reluctantly accept it. From this point of view, my purple lotus is also not interesting!

It seems that there is a reason why he has been sitting so firmly for thousands of years. Although, judging from his appearance, he is close to the heavens, peerless, and magnificent. But what about this? Among the Six Realms, there are thousands of men, and most of them are still good-looking.

I think his skin is as white as the moonlight, and his fingers are as slender as shallots, and almost as soft as my hands. But what about physical appearance? This can't say that Zilian, who talks sweetly to make women happy, and Zilian, who doesn't know how to observe words and feelings, thinks that within the Six Realms, except for me, a stupid fish, no woman wants to like a dull fairy like him.

He has been beaten to the end for 10,000 years, and he can only rely on me to save him.

"What are you doing there, isn't it hungry? Why did you come to this inn, but you seem a little absent-minded, not as anxious as you were on the road just now? ”

He lowered his eyes and raised his hand, picked up the teacup on the table, filled it with a cup, and began to drink to himself again.

I was just about to step forward to answer, but a little second brother wearing a small hat suddenly rushed over from the side and stopped in front of the table, separating me from Zilian. If this had been changed in the past, I would have kicked it over and kicked the little second brother out of the door. However, now that Zilian is here, I have to endure it, I can't kick him with my feet, so I can only step forward and pull up the sleeves of Xiao Erge's shirt and pull him to the side, so that he is a little farther away from Zilian. Then I obediently retreated back and continued to stay there.

The little second brother turned his head very unhappily and glanced at me, and then said to Zilian with a courteous face: "This guest officer, what do you need?" There are all kinds of food and wine in the small shop, no matter what you order, we will quickly send it to the table. ”

Phew, bragging! I deeply despised the little second brother on the side.

Zilian glanced at me, and the corners of her lips seemed to hook up a smile. When I fixed my eyes to confirm again, he reached out and picked up the tea cup on the table, as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time, and was about to start drinking again.

"Then bring you a plate of all the carp dishes in your store."

After that, he put down the teacup in his hand, and smiled on his face, like a spring breeze in March.