Cheng An raised his arm to wrap the person's little hand in his palm, and then smiled gently.

"Naturally, it was safely arranged in a courtyard." Cheng Yuru had a smile on her face, which was full of peace of mind and comfort.

Song Liang has always been a transparent person from beginning to end, looking at the person who usually has a cold face and a serious face, his face is full of gentleness at this time, and goosebumps have fallen layer after layer.

No wonder people say that heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, and he almost can't recognize Cheng An's change.

The group went directly to the auction house, and Song Liang was worried that someone would recognize him, so he simply followed in the dark.

Cheng Yuru raised her head and looked at the door plaque here, and inexplicably felt that this person should not be a treacherous person. I saw three big characters written on the side of the door, which were clearly "Zangyun Pavilion".

The whole handwriting is smooth, and it actually reveals a bit of the feeling of the moon and the breeze. At a glance, people feel full of strength, but not too sharp and appear to be fangs and claws.

Although Cheng An also noticed this scene, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the door, they found a well-dressed man standing at the door.

A gentle smile hung on his face, "Are you two buyers or sellers?" Cheng An's voice returned to its former flatness.

"Buyer." The receptionist bent slightly, and then said, "Please come with me." ”

He led the men inside, and then came to a fork in the road. The receptionist walked over from the left with two hidden people and found that he had entered a sitting area.

This auction hall is divided into two sides, with the middle being the place where the auctioned items are presented. The part of the crowd on the left is the people who buy things, and the small part on the right is the people who sell things.

Cheng Yuru looked at these divisions and asked, "Then do these people buy and sell things?" ”

The receptionist nodded politely.

"Naturally, there will be such a seller who will sit in a specially marked room and will need a kind of identification."

Cheng An nodded thoughtfully, becoming more and more interested in the person behind the auction house.

Just when the two of them were about to enter one of the private rooms from the corridor outside, Cheng Yuru glanced over and suddenly saw a very familiar person.

She stared at the familiar figure with wide eyes in shock, then stopped and looked closely.

Isn't that slender back like a bamboo Qinghu? How did he end up here?

Cheng An noticed the strangeness of the person next to him, followed her gaze, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

The person who practices martial arts has an extremely keen sense, he has had contact with Qinghu before, and the two have also fought each other, so he can naturally accurately judge the person in front of him.

The receptionist seemed to notice that the two of them had stopped, and looked over with some confusion, only to find that their eyes were fixed on the two people not far away.

He turned around and walked over and said with a smile: "If you have any doubts, you can go there and ask, there is our trading desk to solve things." ”

Cheng Yuru didn't have the heart to go to the buyer's room for a long time, so she nodded and walked directly over there.

Cheng An followed behind him and sighed secretly. Sometimes he would have a feeling of jealousy in his heart, and he didn't want Qinghu to occupy the hearts of the people next to him so much. But after thinking about it, he suddenly felt that he was hypocritical, and Suo Xing walked forward silently.

When Cheng Yuru walked forward quickly, she found that she had not guessed wrong, and her voice was a little tentative.

"Qinghu?" The moment this crisp and beautiful female voice sounded, such a tall figure instantly turned around.

"Miss?" With surprise and surprise in his eyes, he stepped forward with a little eagerness, wanting to raise his hand and grab the person's arm, but realized that something was wrong and quickly took it back.

Cheng Yuru looked at the appearance of the person in front of her, and suddenly laughed, "Why are you here?" ”

Qinghu turned his head and found the receptionist standing on the side who was a little stunned, and Cheng An, who was not very good-looking in the back. A smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and then he said softly: "Let's find a room and talk slowly, there are many people outside." ”

Cheng Yuru nodded when she heard this, and finally the receptionist quickly reacted and walked towards the room on the side with the three of them.

When she just entered the private room, Cheng Yuru was already looking back in confusion and waiting for his reply. Qinghu glanced at Cheng An, who was pooping beside him, and laughed.

"Naturally, I came here to do something and prepare for entering the city." The other two knew what he meant by the city.

Cheng Yuru was thoughtful, and suddenly remembered the purpose of her coming here, and hurriedly said to the person next to her.

"Cheng An and I came here this time to find out the tone of the boss behind this auction house, this force really rose suddenly."

She frowned slightly, the whole person looked quite tangled, how could Qinghu not know what was going on in front of her? He sighed and stepped forward.

"Don't worry, I'm here to discuss some things with the people behind this auction house."

When Cheng An heard this, his good-looking eyes instantly narrowed. He had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask, but after seeing Qinghu's face full of smiles, he swallowed them all back into his stomach.

Cheng Yuru had already noticed the awkward appearance of the person next to her, she smiled and then said: "Then it seems that I am worried in vain." "Qinghu has cooperated with the people behind this, which proves that there will be no threat from the auction house for the time being.

Qinghu saw that her complexion had improved, and slowly explained, "In the end, I can't tell you the identity of this person for a while, but it won't be disadvantageous to Cheng An." ”

When he said this, he clearly felt the face of the person leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

Cheng Yuru was completely relieved in her heart, and the person next to her continued, "Maybe in the near future, our two forces will still cooperate with each other, I will tell Bai Ran about specific things, these young ladies don't have to worry." ”

After Qinghu explained these things, he actually raised his head and looked at Cheng An with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, it looks like you're doing well." ”

Cheng An snorted lightly, and then lifted his lips, "Naturally, it's good." "I didn't see that he was in a good mood all the time.

I don't know if Qinghu heard the second half of Cheng Anxin's sentence, and an expression that seemed to be smiling appeared on his face. Cheng Yuru felt the silent battle between the two people, raised her hand and pressed the corner of her forehead helplessly.

"In this case, we don't need to stay in the auction house for longer, Qinghu, when will you come back?"

Cheng An's eyes instantly became sharp, and there was still a little imperceptible grievance, so he simply pinned his face to the side and stopped looking at the person.

Qinglang's laughter suddenly rose, Qinghu covered his stomach and laughed, "Miss, what kind of flying vinegar is Cheng An eating all day long?" ”

He was caught off guard and put this matter on the bright side, Cheng An's face instantly turned blue, and he gritted his teeth slightly, "Let's get down to business." ”