After receiving He Yuting's assurance, Mustard Seed Mo was not happy, but asked in a hoarse voice: "Is the private room in the teahouse rented to you by Yiyi?" ”

Private room? He Yuting resisted the urge to turn back and glanced at Carter. What is it and what is it? Women are sour and change, and men are jealous. He Yuting sighed and replied: "Yes......" As soon as she opened the end, she saw the cold light bursting out of the mustard foam, and the words she rolled in her mouth turned a clever turn and became: "It's Carter who is clamoring to come and see, and Sister Qianyi has no choice but to give Carter a private room." It was Carter's light that I was able to enter such an elegant place. "Mom, I almost had a murder because of a private room.

Mustard Foam's expression eased, and he said sourly: "The price of the private rooms on the second floor of the Taiyuan Teahouse is higher than the price of one room, how long are you going to stay here?" "I look like I'm afraid that they will use Yao Qianyi's silver too much. He Yuting laughed secretly, but after seeing the murderous aura he had just revealed, he didn't dare to laugh, so he could only answer seriously:

"Can't stay too long. Maybe it's just a day or two. ”

It's just a day or two. After the past two days, even if Sister Qianyi didn't agree, He Yuting decided that she must be a little Wuqiao when she rolls on the ground. And the eldest cousin originally took away Yao Qianyi's body. The longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it will be to the deity - in case the soul is fused, the eldest cousin will only bring more harm to Yao Qianyi deity.

Mustard foam raised his eyebrows, very unhappy. "A day or two?" He thought for a while, and simply said bluntly: "In that case, why don't you two move to my house?" ”

He Yuting and Carter were startled, shaking their heads and waving their hands. "No, no. Maybe we'll be back tomorrow morning. In addition, Sister Qianyi has already paid the rent, and the money cannot be refunded. Why don't you stay here tonight? Wait until tomorrow to meet Sister Qianyi and talk about anything else. He Yuting desperately refused. Just kidding, the real reason for dominating this private room is of course not because of how much silver it is worth, but because the eldest cousin has put multiple enchantments here. However, He Yuting still asked with some curiosity: "Is there a house in the city now that can be lived?" ”

"It was meant to be." "But it's a little more expensive." I originally rented a set for short-term planning. Later, the helper felt that it was better to rent than to buy, so he simply paid for a set and gave it to me. ”

He Yuting sweated profusely. Erlang Zhenjun's reputation as a "wealth boy" is really not covered. She couldn't help but ask again: "How much money did it cost?" ”

"Fifty-five bricks."

He Yuting almost knelt down for Mustard Foam. This price is not inferior to that of a horse, if it is a wife to marry a wife, this is also an absolute wealthy configuration. Mustard Seed Mo said: "It is a set of three-entry courtyards, and I am usually the only one who lives there. And I don't have any other use for it than to rest my feet once in a while. It's a bit empty inside. If Brother Asa and Carter ......" his gaze fell on Carter, the conversation began to tie a knot. If He Yuting hadn't mistaken the shape of his mouth, he would definitely be ready to call Carter "sister".

He Yuting pretended not to see it, and after a slight pause in the smell of mustard foam, he continued: "If you two don't dislike it, please be sure to appreciate it." ”

"Don't dislike, don't dislike." He Yuting replied with a smile, but still refused earnestly. "But we'll just stay here. In case Sister Qianyi has a whim, she will run over tomorrow and not find us, but I am afraid that she will be unhappy. "The current Yao Qianyi is a heavenly demon. The demon has a moody personality. didn't say a word, no matter if you are close or close, wipe it off first. As for whether this knife is a slash on the neck or an elbow, who knows? The demons were angry, and their eyes were red, and they looked at the ghosts.

According to He Yuting's meaning, Yao Qianyi is not a good match now, but the mustard foam in front of her is not a good match. He just stood up and talked back and forth a few times, and his face had changed several times. Now hearing He Yuting's refusal again, Mustard Seed Mo pulled down his face, as if He Yuting owed him five bricks of gold and had not yet repaid the debt. I only heard the mustard seed foam ask gloomily, "You will go back tomorrow?" Back to Ogi Flower Palace? ”

This time, He Yuting couldn't control it anymore, jumped up slightly, and took a step back.

"How do you know?" He Yuting asked in horror.

Mustard foam closed his eyes. "It's really you." His words burst out from between his teeth, and there was a lot of cruelty. But when he opened his eyes again, he was calm and light, and there was no trace of safety. "We'd met twice before today."

He Yuting snorted softly, unable to remember where she had met him. She didn't remember the person Mustard Foam when she was a little Wuqiaoqiao, so how could she remember him as Assasin? Don't...... He Yuting breathed. Mustard Seed Mo said that he had met "him", so it could only be in the Ogihua Temple. He Yuting only remembers meeting once, and that was when she typed the book in the morning. And that another time?

I saw Mustard Seed Mo say: "Last time you called for surrender in the Dihua Temple, but you were almost cut off by a knife from the Burning Sky, and this time you waved the white flag and surrendered, and you were recognized by Yiyi at a glance." If it weren't for the surprise and joy of seeing you waving your flag and surrendering, I wouldn't have connected you to last week's Asasin. Mustard Seed Mo looked at He Yuting with a shallow smile, "Only then did I know that Yiyi's connections are so extensive and deep, and I am even familiar with the boss who only appears once a week in the Dihua Temple." ”

Mustard Seed Mo touched the truth with clues, which is not at all a talent that ordinary people can have. He Yuting sadly thought that except for Rou T, everyone else around her was full of demons. I finally met a mustard foam, don't ask him to be easily fooled, but please don't be too smart. It's so disappointing. I thought he was a harmless plantain on the side of the road, but I didn't expect it to be a quiet man-eating grass. Super fierce!

After the mustard seed foam penetrated the facts, he was in a trance, and he seemed to be unable to entangle with He Yuting anymore. His figure shook, and he arched his hand towards He Yuting, saying, "It's too late today, I won't wait for Yiyi to come over." ”

He Yuting breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hugged his fist at him: "It's just right, Carter and I went out for a walk." Then next time I'm free, let's get together with Brother Mustard. ”

The title of "Brother Mustard" only made Mustard Foam raise his eyelids, revealing a pair of dazed eyes. He turned and staggered away.

Carter looked at his back and snorted disdainfully: "Big sister won't like this kind of soft man." ”

"What nonsense." He Yuting had a cold face, "What he likes is not the eldest cousin, but Yao Qianyi himself." ”

Carter scoffed and glanced at her. "Put on the mask, this is Jiro Zhenjun's territory after all. In case he smells a familiar smell on the way, it will be troublesome. She said that just as a precaution. He Yuting put on a fox mask as she said. Two people, a fox and a cat, walked hand in hand and walked through Taiyuan Square. said that it was a walk, but in fact, Carter was dragged by her, He Yuting was tall and big, and her steps were not ambiguous, and one step out was two or three steps for little Lori. She almost couldn't wait to slap the messenger on the shoulder, and sure enough, she saw Jiro Zhenjun send another email.

Compared with the short sentences of anger during the day, the letter sent at night, although it was full of resentment, was also full of affection. Erlang Zhenjun asked her tactfully: If you can't eat or sleep outside, will you come back? If you have to travel with the little sister you just met, you might as well bring everyone with you; How about I find a house in Taiyuan City to house them?

He Yuting thought of the three-entry courtyard worth fifty-five bricks that Mustard Foam received. Her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Erlang Zhenjun also said that if you really don't want to come back, then the dinner you should eat must be delicious. The food outside is not as good as at home, so let He Yuting write back and leave an address, and he will make a table and then ask the takeaway staff in the small kitchen to deliver it quickly.

Carter grinned and said, "Don't be fooled, maybe the person who delivered the goods to the door was himself." We'll have to jump then. ”

He Yuting's face was flushed, and she pushed away the entity next to her. "Go away, don't peek!" She scribbled the rest of the tirades at a glance, then quickly fiddled with the virtual keyboard with both hands and wrote an email of the same length.

Carter shook his head with a whimpering smile. "It's really a little bie, how long have you been apart, you ......" She was about to make a good teas, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a person striding out of the exchange.

The darkness of the night could not stop the shining silver scale armor. The figure of Erlang Zhenjun is nowhere to be hidden.

Carter bit his tongue and cried out.

Erlang Zhenjun: "......"