"Hmm~"

With a mutter, Chu Qiao woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and raised his head lightly to look at the man beside him, his handsome sleeping face was less cold and softer, and a strand of hair fell down on his face, adding a bit of lazy evil charm.

"Xing'er, after watching it for so long, are you still satisfied?"

The whispering sound in his ear made the focused Chu Qiaoqiao blush, revealing a look of great satisfaction, and said jokingly: "This girl is very satisfied, if she is smiling, I will be even more satisfied." ”

"As long as you want, why not."

Yu Wenyue hugged Chu Qiao in her arms, and was very satisfied, "Xing'er, it's good to be alive." ”

Chu Qiao snuggled in Yu Wenyue's arms and gently upstairs his waist.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~" There was a sound of slamming the door, and then there was the sound of Fengsan outside the door.

"Young master, it's time to get up, breakfast is ready."

The two who were snuggling also slowly separated, Chu Qiao got up and sat on the edge of the bed, straightened up his clothes and hair, and replied slowly.

"Got it, I'll freshen up."

Yu Wenyue supported her head with one hand sideways, still lying on the bed, looking at her beloved with soft watery eyes, her every move was so beautiful, revealing a charm that made him a little... Some people can't stop, as if they can never get enough of it, and don't want to let go.

"You haven't gotten up yet, aren't you..."Chu Qiao turned to look at the bed, only to see Yu Wenyue's underwear was messy, revealing a slightly copper-colored chest like a good topaz, and the well-defined collarbone floated up and down with his breathing, with an evil and tender expression.

She swallowed her saliva, her cheeks burning like fire, and thought in her heart that this man was too wicked and beautiful. It took a long time to come back to his senses and find his voice: "Isn't there something to go out today!" Don't hurry up yet, freshen up! How adult, I can't wear my clothes well, what do I look like. ”

"Xing'er, you have wronged your husband, my disheveled clothes are not also your masterpiece last night, how can you not admit it." Yu Wenyue's tender eyes were full of grievances, as if she was accusing the culprit of being disheveled, and it was her in front of her.

"I didn't!" Chu Qiao felt that his face was hot, and immediately turned around and walked to the wardrobe, not looking at the wicked man on the bed, and picking out clothes.

Yu Wenyue looked at Chu Qiao's shyness, the smug smile on his face was even more flying, thinking that his small actions had provoked Xing'er to show her charm and cuteness, and she was very happy, thinking that in the past, others used beauty tricks to treat him, but now it's good, you can use it in reverse, but it seems that the effect is still very good. His thoughts were flying, and he only heard the sound of screaming behind the screen covered by his changing clothes, and then got up to tidy up his appearance.

When Chu Qiao walked out of the screen with a steady pace in a white corset robe and sat down on the dresser, Yu Wenyue came behind her, reached out and picked up the jade comb on the table, and tied her hair.

"Go out today and be careful. If you have something, remember to send a flare as soon as possible to inform me. ”

"Well, you too."

"Alright."

Chu Qiao looked at himself in the mirror, as usual, there was a hidden weapon "Moon Shadow" made by himself in the dark on his high hair temples, and in an emergency, only one could kill a person, and he could seal his throat with blood.

After the two of them were dressed, they walked out of the room holding hands.

Feng San and Yue Qi, who were sitting in the hall waiting for the two of them, saw the two masters coming downstairs and waved to them in a gesture. After Chu Qiao and Yu Wenyue saw it, they walked towards them.

After breakfast, Chu Qiao and Yu Wenyue each took Feng San and Yue Qi out of the inn and headed for their respective destinations.

"Knock ~ Knock Knock ~ Knock Knock Knock...."

On the quiet back street in the early morning, Chu Qiao and Feng San stood in front of a shop that had not yet opened, and Feng San rhythmically knocked on the door buckle.

The two of them waited for a while, and the sound of a script sounded inside the door, only to hear a soft sound, and the wooden door opened from the inside.

When he opened the door, he was a thin young man, neat and clean clothes, with a calm and divine gaze, who was looking at them, and when he saw that the person who came was Feng San, he immediately let them enter the door, and then looked around, and then locked the door with confidence.

"Wind Hall Master, this nobleman, please come with me, Deacon Zuo hasn't gotten up yet, I'll go and call him, you two please go to the secret room first and wait for a while."

Feng San nodded to show that he understood, and followed the young man. When he first entered the small shop, Chu Qiao seemed to feel that he had returned to Chang'an City when he first entered the Zuoji grocery store, and the seemingly messy small store had many exquisite mechanisms and secret passages in case of emergency.

Chu Qiao and the others were taken by the young man to an extremely secret underground secret room, which was quite spacious, with a set of stone tables and chairs, a bookshelf, some messy sacks, some wine jars, and a few very familiar small wooden houses.

Chu Qiao walked to one of the rooms to take a closer look, the roof of the small house was paved with dry straw, and a small trough was deliberately made on the wall of the small wooden house, in which some crushed corn kernels and small pieces of dried fish were placed, and the most special thing was that there was also a small weapon deliberately inserted next to the door of this small house, this weapon is so familiar, isn't it the one that gave them when I first met a few little guys a few years ago.

She was thinking about it when suddenly a slight cry came from the cabin, "Squeak... Squeak...", her eyes shrank rapidly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Just as he was about to reach out and open the small wooden door of the wooden house, a loud voice sounded.

"Where, where, my little Jojo, let me see."

Zuo Baocang's unique voice sounded, making the smile on Chu Qiao's lips even higher.

Chu Qiao turned around, facing the direction from which the voice came, and looked at Zuo Baocang, who was hurrying over, and felt an indescribable feeling of reunion after a long absence. If it weren't for his help, she wouldn't have avenged her eldest sister and fifth brother, and she wouldn't have been able to get out of the Paradise Pavilion safely. Although he had some ulterior motives for approaching her at the beginning, he never hurt her in the first place, and now that they met here, it showed that he probably knew his mother, and even their relationship may have been very close.

"Little Qiao'er, come and let me see, you have grown taller and become more beautiful, but you are still so thin." Zuo Baocang looked at Chu Qiao in front of him, and when he learned that she was the daughter of Luohe, no one knew how excited he was in his heart.

"The left shopkeeper, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I'm still so energetic, look at you, you have no worries about food and clothing, chic and comfortable, but the business is very prosperous, full of money." Chu Qiao said with a smile, his tone revealing a mischievous hint of ridicule.

"Xiao Qiao'er, what you said is very right, a handsome person like me doesn't make a lot of money anywhere." Speaking of this, he also used the most handsome posture to cut his hair.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Is there any news from my mother Luohe? Chu Qiao put away his previous playful demeanor and asked in a deep voice.

Zuo Baocang looked at Chu Qiao's serious expression, and also put away his playful expression, and sat down precariously and said, "Little Qiao'er, are you sure that your mother is Luohe?" ”

"If it's fake," Chu Qiao looked at Zuo Baocang, looking a little puzzled about what kind of relationship he had with his mother, so he asked again, "What is your relationship with my mother?" Why are you very excited when you see the wooden beads I am wearing for the first time, and you are also very concerned about where Fengyun Ling goes? ”