"You're going to invite me to dinner?" Xia Luo looked at Fang Xiao differently and asked

"That's right!" Fang Xiao nodded

"You want to date me?"

This guy is so ugly!

“... That's pretty much the case, that's right. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Looking at Fang Xiao, whose attitude had suddenly changed, Xia Luo's pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly: "I won't spend a penny!" ”

"No," Fang Xiao smiled, "I'll invite you." ”

"That's right," Charlotte lowered her head, not continuing to speak, her eyes returning to the book in her hand.

Fang Xiao asked tentatively, "Then it's decided?" ”

"Don't go!"

"Why!"

Xia Luo didn't raise his head, and said directly: "The promise is so refreshing, there must be fraud!" ”

“……”

Tut...

Sure enough

Too smart a woman is really not likable....

Fang Xiao changed his tone and said extremely sincerely: "As long as you promise to let me invite you to a meal tomorrow, you can mention the conditions!" ”

"Still coming to this set?" Charlotte said angrily: "Are you a fool for everyone else? ”

"Huh? Have I said that to you before? ”

"You haven't even remembered, can you deceive people to take a little snack!"

Damn it...

This trick has been used!

There's no way, since you can't convince Charlotte, you can only rely on yourself.

But without absolute strength, I always feel a little unsteady...

"Can you tell me why?"

Just when Fang Xiao was frowning, Xia Luo suddenly asked, Fang Xiao raised his head, only to find that Xia Luo was still buried in his own book, as if it was not her who spoke just now.

It seems that there is still a play

It's time to think about how to answer

Do you want to tell the truth...

"There's no special reason," after thinking for a long time, Fang Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll treat you to a meal, and you can do me a small favor by the way." ”

Syllable!

Xia Luo buckled the book in his hand and turned his head to look at Fang Xiao

"Then I'm going to eat well!"

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On Karoo Street, on a corner lined with many shops, there is a tavern called Nikko.

The tavern is an old shop, and most of the human inhabitants of the city know about it.

Because most of the inhabitants of this town are poor...

Despite the name of the tavern, the tavern is ironically not only unrelated to light, but rather the opposite.

A thick layer of dust covers the glass, blocking most of the light; The dimly lit room, the old wooden tables and chairs, the old décor, the only thing worth praising is that the space of this tavern is relatively spacious, and the hygiene is quite clean and tidy.

There was no one in the tavern, but it was unusually quiet, and a few people who looked like guests were sitting in the dark corners of the tavern, all of them drinking the wine in front of them in silence, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

This, combined with the smell of fishy floating in the air, makes this tavern look mysterious and dangerous...

Squeak!

The dilapidated door to the tavern was pushed open

Everyone sitting in the tube all raised their heads silently at this moment and looked towards the door.

I saw a little boy with a yellow face and thin muscles and plain clothes walking in, although he still barely maintained his composure, but in the face of these eyes, it was still difficult to hide the fear in his eyes.

The little boy walked towards the tavern, and everyone's eyes still followed him, but the boy tried to settle down, walked to the bar of the tavern with ease, and said to the middle-aged man who was sitting behind the bar, who was closing his eyes and recuperating:

"Please, help me, I need money!"

Although the man is wearing an ordinary dress, whether it is a noble temperament or an extremely handsome appearance, in this barren city of Cattolu, people feel full of a sense of disobedience.

The man opened his eyes, glanced at the emaciated boy in front of him, and then continued to close his eyes.

"This is your third time here this month," a deep voice sounded in the tavern, and the middle-aged man spoke, "We won't give you any more money this month." ”

"Please," begged the boy, "I really need money, please help me again!" ”

"Your body will not be able to bear it, you can go." The man closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Please—" The boy was about to continue, but at that moment, a hand gently patted the boy on the shoulder, and a handsome young man dressed as a bartender came up to the boy and whispered:

"Please leave..."

The boy had no choice but to leave the bar in despair...

"You have been so kind to humans, Earl Patrick," the young bartender smiled at the middle-aged man who had been sitting behind the bar with his eyes closed as the boy left.

"Reinst, are you kidding?" Count Patrick, still with his eyes closed, spoke, "You know, if someone dies here, it won't do us any good. ”

Earl Patrick opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, with a fair complexion and an extraordinary temperament, and the long dark brown bangs deliberately hung down from the front of his forehead, covering the young man's eyes, and the Earl of Patrick knew that the eyes that were covered under the hair were a bright scarlet.

The boy was a member of the royal family.

"This is the interior of the Cult of Light," Count Patrick said, "The people of the Cult of Light will not take the initiative to trouble our secret party, not because we have a good relationship with them, but because we are careful and cautious enough not to get into trouble easily. ”

"That's what you're taught." Ryonster smiled gracefully.

Earl Patrick nodded, for this young blood family who had just left the family, an old friend introduced him to see the world, as a royal family but understood things, Count Patrick was still extremely satisfied.

At this moment, the familiar sound of the tavern opening sounded again, and everyone in the tavern raised their heads and looked towards the door, thinking that it would be an ordinary "guest" as usual, but this time, the originally quiet tavern was suddenly quiet and a little scary...

Count Patrick saw that the young man in front of him, who had always been elegant and steady, was stunned and looked at the door, a little out of shape, and he couldn't help but follow Ryernst's gaze towards the door of the tavern, until he saw the two people standing at the door, Earl Patrick's dark blue pupils couldn't help but constrict slightly.

I saw a pair of young men and women, wearing the white priest's robes of the Cult of Light Temple, push open the door and walk in...