This martial artist in white, if he didn't speak, Yan Hong really didn't notice him. At this time, he jumped out by himself and inserted a pole in front of Yan Hong, which was equivalent to sending himself from head to toe under Yan Hong's eyelids, which was just convenient for Yan Hong to look at. Yan Hong took advantage of the situation and took a closer look, my God, unusual, unusual!

He found that the person on the other side was wearing a white arrow sleeve with a short sleeve and a single knife on his waist, which was a bit of a bit of a stubborn spirit in these two points. But in addition, he is petite, and he is probably shorter than the average woman; has a graceful posture, and a short outlining of the waist and buttocks can't be covered; Plus fair skin and delicate eyebrows. In a word, if she is a woman, although she is not very beautiful, she is also seven points pretty; If she is a man, she is simply a super pseudo-girl.

This person seemed to care about Yan Hong's staring at the tall warrior, so he jumped out and deliberately blocked between Yan Hong and the man. It's just that he himself is not tall, so he really can't play the role of covering, but instead provides Yan Hong with more information.

If any of these two people come out and meet, we may think that this is a motherly man who happened to be met by me. Anyway, in the Ming Dynasty and the 21st century, there were not a few sissy, creamy students.

However, what is the probability that two pseudo-mothers will come out at the same time and together? If you really run into it, it's a little suspicious!

After all, Yan Hong is an insurance salesman in the 21st century, and this kind of grassroots salesman must have a basic skill of reading people's faces.

A powerful salesperson, just from a stranger's speech and demeanor for a few minutes, can not only see the age, health status, and even the occupation, origin, hobbies, income, and even the things he is currently worried about. Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes's ability to deduce the truth from the details is actually suspiciously realized to a certain extent among them.

Of course, Yan Donglai can't do such a miracle with this kind of battle scum, but the stupid bird flies first, so he can still "observe carefully" and "hypothetically verify".

Looking at it so carefully with the treasure book, Yan Hong even noticed that there was no Adam's apple protrusion at the neck of the tall "man" man. Speaking of which, because of the real quarrel with the shopkeeper just now, he unbuttoned himself, thinking that it was a heroic performance, but he didn't know that this time he exposed his throat.

A woman may disguise herself as a man through various means, but the Adam's apple cannot be faked. That's right, "he" must be a woman in disguise. "Him" is both!

Seeing that the woman on the other side was a woman, Yan Hong's interest was raised to a rank. After all, Yan Donglai is still a virgin in the 21st century, and after crossing over to the Ming Dynasty, a good white rich and beautiful wife is at home, and she has such a cold face. Now there are two girls dressed as men in the restaurant, which is too easy to cause associations in the follow-up plot!

With the eyes of a woman, Yan Hong scanned a few more rounds and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. That tall girl, in the eyes of Yan Hong, a person from the 21st century, is not only not an ugly girl, but a rare athletic beauty, what's wrong with wheat-colored skin? In my own time, there were a lot of women sunbathing to get such a healthy complexion, and the mouth was not a cherry mouth, and Julia Roberts was a big-mouthed beauty. Especially the two slender and sturdy legs, which are even more obedient.

Yan Hong coughed, took a step back, took obscene steps, went around in a small circle, and turned his unscrupulous gaze to the tall "pseudo-mother" at a different angle.

Looking from the side, the long legs and the buttocks, Yan Hong suddenly had some unhealthy pictures in his mind. It was about last night that Hu Wanniang was holding back too much, and Yan Hong felt that a certain part of his body was simply a little wrong. Thanks to the wide robe and big sleeves of the Ming Dynasty, otherwise it will inevitably be ugly.

The short white-clothed "pseudo-girl", seeing that Yan Hong not only looked endless, but also had a hint of color in his eyes, he couldn't help but shudder, and then said angrily:

"I said, why don't you look like you're done? What do you do? Look again, beware of beating you first! ”

At this time, the shopkeeper Zhou in the restaurant saw the young owner coming, and he no longer spoke, just waiting for the young owner to speak. Who knew that the young owner didn't speak, but he stared at the reckless man who quarreled with him with good eyes, and turned around.

What does that mean? Could it be that this reckless man is an old man of the Shaodong family? Shopkeeper Zhou's heart sank, and he was secretly annoyed, and he was afraid that he had kicked the iron plate. It's nothing good to offend the young owner's guests.

But looking at the man in white asking aggressively, it doesn't look like an acquaintance.

Yan Hong shouted when he ate the short white-clothed "pseudo-mother", and he also woke up. Since he is currently the focus of everyone's attention in this restaurant, he has to be a little young master, so he can't be so out of shape.

He groaned slightly in his heart, he had already settled down, smiled slightly, bowed to these two people, and said:

"Two strong men, under Yan Hong. It's the young owner of this drunken fairy building, but I don't know how the shopkeeper in my restaurant, the second child, is not well entertained and offended the two. Look, two of you, isn't it a big deal to quarrel here and disturb other people's meals? ”

The tall "martial artist" was arguing with the shopkeeper with great interest, and he was almost about to draw his fist to fight. The so-called has no distractions, and I don't care about the interruptions on the side. At this moment, when he suddenly heard the word Yan Hong, he was shocked, and he couldn't help but turn his apricot eyes and look at Yan Hong carefully.

At a glance, I saw that this man was about twenty years old, wearing a purple and gold crown with eight treasures of hair, wiping his forehead with red gold, wearing a wrong gold moire brocade robe, a mutton fat white jade belt across his waist, sword eyebrows, thin lips on the jade face, and a handsome young man.

Seeing that the young man was also staring at him, smiling, there was a hint of pretended ambiguity on the corner of his mouth. After all, she was the daughter of the Ming Dynasty, and she was swept away by the eyes of a beautiful young man so recklessly, and she couldn't help blushing slightly.

It must be because I drank too much, it must be so. The "martial artist" thought to himself, and his mouth was not relaxed:

"It turns out that you are that Yan Hong, you came just in time! We drank two jars of wine and ate a few broken vegetables, but the wine was bland and tasteless, and the fried vegetables were very unpalatable. Do you still have to charge three taels or seven pieces of silver, do you deceive us strangers? "A mouthful of Shandong accent, as if it is a green onion with green leaves and white segments, sounds so crisp and hot.

Yan Hong smiled silently. There is a saying in the sales industry, novices are the beginning of the beans to say non-stop, veterans know that let others say first, ask clearly and then open the mouth, this is called "preemptive". After listening to the Shandong "man" in front of him, he turned his face to look at the shopkeeper Zhou and made a look.

Zhou shopkeeper is such a smart person, he was originally stable, and now he has the support of the young owner, and listened to the conversation between the two, the young owner has nothing to do with this martial artist, and he put down most of the heart that he had hung before, and immediately bowed his hand, and said unhurriedly:

"Back to the owner, our business in the drunken fairy building has been done for more than a day, when do you dare to blackmail the guests? This strong man ordered the best Magu wine, fresh fruits, delicious dishes can be arranged according to his heart, and three taels and seven dollars of silver are really not much. If you want to say that the wine is really tasteless, and the food is not good, then our restaurant is not well served, and it is no wonder that the guests lose their temper. But the young owner, you are eyed, is this the appearance of the wine and food is not good? ”

Shopkeeper Zhou said with a finger with his hand, and everyone's eyes followed his fingers, only looking at the table of the Eight Immortals, the plate was dry and clean, and there was no drip left, as if even the residual soup on the plate had been dipped in flatbread and scraped clean.

Young Master Yan Yan's eyesight was originally good, but of course he could see it clearly this time, and he almost laughed out loud. It seems that these two girls are really not here to make trouble, they just want to eat the overlord meal. He coughed, tried his best not to laugh, turned his face to look at the tall "martial artist" again, and did not speak, just smiled slightly, with a face of "it's time for you to speak".

The tall girl saw that she was really unreasonable, and her heart was very anxious, originally she had the intention of stirring up trouble today, but somehow, when she was messing with the shopkeeper that week, she felt fearless, but now this handsome young man stared at herself with both eyes, without saying a word, but felt that she was a little unable to open her mouth if she wanted to make trouble unreasonably.

Yan Hong saw that "silence is better than sound at this time", and he held back his sister, and his heart was happy. He muttered to himself, "It is advisable to chase the poor man with the remaining bravery, not to sell the name of the overlord", took a step forward, approached and stared at the tall face, while admiring the embarrassment and helplessness of the almond eyes, and smiled in his mouth:

"Zhuangman, everyone walks the rivers and lakes, a meal is not worth a few dollars, as long as the friendship is open, it is not a big deal to give money or not. It's just that everything can't be lifted by a reason......"

It's also strange to say, after the crossing, there were a lot of beautiful women in Yan's mansion, Yan Hong didn't see a beautiful woman in those days when he was lying on the hospital bed, and even his buttocks were washed by beauties. But at this moment, feeling the close contact with the "tomboy" in front of me dressed as a man, my heart was rippling for a while, and I forgot how to pick up the set of forced lines that I had originally thought of in the middle of the sentence.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently patted the man: "Hello brothers, talk about righteousness and ......" When he said the word "righteousness", the palm of his hand was supposed to pat the man's shoulder, but it slid onto the man's left chest.

In an instant, the tentacles were soft and hard, Yan Hong shook from his right hand to his whole body, and he was as numb as if he had been overpowered, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated by fifty percent. The blood veins in the whole body almost exploded.

In the next moment, Yan Hong only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and the sky was spinning, and the streamer flew in front of him. In my ears, there was the crisp sound of the copper ring on the back of the ghost head knife "dang lang lang".

Yan Hong, the eldest young master of the crossing, only had time to think of one sentence:

"Damn, if you touch it, you're going to cross again......"

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