On the street, people come and go, traffic is busy, and it is unusually bustling.

In the middle of the street, the vendors set up their stalls comfortably, and the pedestrians wandered leisurely, and suddenly broke into Feng Jiutian and the beautiful man carrying a man on his back, and the sunny boy next to him, which soon attracted the attention of many people.

Feng Jiutian ignored people's eyes at all, raised his head, and came to a hotel called "Qingbei Zhijian Pavilion".

As soon as I arrived at the door, a light and ethereal fragrance of bamboo leaves lingered on the tip of my nose, wisps and provocative.

The store is small in scale and sparsely populated, but it is fragrant everywhere, so that Feng Jiutian, who is hungry for wine, involuntarily approaches.

The interior of the restaurant is clean, with neatly arranged tables, and some sake is scattered in the corner, and the charming aroma wafts from it.

The decoration is also very elegant, with few names and paintings hanging on the wall.

In the room, it was very quiet and empty, only a small waiter stood in front of the desk, and he didn't raise his head to settle the accounts.

Feng Jiutian stepped forward and lay on the stage, "Little Er, bring two upper rooms for Miss Ben." ”

The little waiter didn't raise his head, "The shop is not open today." ”

"Why don't you open for business? What's more, there is no sign in front of your door to remind you, Miss Ben has come in, and Miss Ben is a guest. Feng Jiutian drew his sword and threw it on the table, threatening with his eyes.

The waiter's face still did not change, and Mu Nadi lowered his head, "I'm sorry, my master is not here, and the small shop is not easy to pick up customers." You can only reopen when the master returns."

Absence? "How long will it take to be back?" Feng Jiutian looked around, his eyes glowing with golden light.

The bamboo leaves are green, mellow and thick, and the taste must be better, looking at it, the gluttonous insect is wandering around the mouth, and the saliva almost falls off.

Dongfang Luotian supported his forehead, patted her shoulder heavily, pulled her down, supported his two hands on the crime, and looked at Xiao Er with his cheeks in tow.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Feng Jiutian rubbed his shoulders and said a word of disgust. "Do you know that it hurts?"

"Stinky woman, leave it to this king to solve, everything is possible." The slender fingers rubbed back and forth on the thin red lips, and he threw an eyebrow at Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian stiffened, his face turned pale, and he made a posture of vomiting.

Sassy bag man, invincible narcissistic man!! It's like you're sacred, hmph, Miss Ben wants to see what you can do.

His eyes slid up and down his handsome back.

"Xiao Attack, do you still know this king?" Dongfang Luotian lay on the table with most of his body, squinting lazily with peach blossom eyes.

"......" small attack? The corners of Feng Jiutian's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt countless crows flying overhead.

"I don't know you, this guest officer. I'm Xiao Attack's twin brother, called Xiao Shou. The waiter said solemnly, still not raising his head.

Small attack and small attack? That's a good name. She secretly laughed.

Xuan Mingtie had a handsome face, as if he was frightened by Dongfang Luotian's strange behavior, but in fact, he was dizzy by a group of people surrounded outside.

How could a handsome man, with a man on his back who was almost naked and seriously injured and unable to move, not attract everyone's attention?

These people were attracted all the way, but Dongfang Luo Tian and Feng Jiutian didn't notice it in a magical way!!

God knows how wronged he is, how bitter he is, he is a man with strong blood, and he was misunderstood for a broken sleeve.

At this time, the store was silent, big eyes to small eyes.