Murong Yan's handsome face with such unscrupulous words is really incompatible.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Jiang Zhimian didn't have much patience and asked directly.

Murong Yan sat at the table and gave Jiang Zhimian a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, "You try it, I like the braised pork here very much, I think you should like it too." ”

"I don't like to eat braised pork." Jiang Zhimian refused directly.

I've only met a few times, so don't make it look like you're familiar with yourself.

"But I remember that you clearly like it," Murong Yan was not annoyed at all, "Sit down and taste it, I didn't use my hands and feet to braised pork, I just wanted you to eat more and gain weight, now it's too thin and not good-looking." ”

"You investigated me?" Jiang Zhimian frowned and asked.

"Since I want to get you, it's not a wrong thing to get to know you in advance, right?" Murong Yan replied.

As for where he investigated, don't think much about it.

The three brothers of the Jiang family were hypnotized by him yesterday, what can't they ask?

"You don't look bad, there are a lot of girls waiting for you to choose, why do you have to pester me a village girl, you call me the little county lord, then do you know how I got this little county lord?" Jiang Zhimian said.

Murong Yan bowed, "When the first emperor of the Jin Kingdom was alive, he once gave Chi Mohan's sweetheart a layer of identity, that is, the little county lord, whoever wears that bracelet is the little county lord." ”

"That's it, I'm Chi Mohan's sweetheart, if I leave Chi Mohan, the identity of this little county lord should be returned, and then I'll be just a village girl, are you willing to marry a village girl?"

Jiang Zhimian felt that Murong Yan had to pester himself because he was the little lord of the country.

But if he confesses that this identity is not permanent, will he give up?

But it turned out that Jiang Zhimian was thinking too much.

After listening to Jiang Zhimian's words, Murong Yan put another chopstick dish into her bowl, "I don't care who you are, I only care, you are the lucky star in the mouth of the abbot." ”

"Didn't you lie to someone?" Jiang Zhimian was surprised, "Is it true?" ”

"It's true." Murong Yan bowed.

It's really evil.

The abbot of Yimei is so dignified, why did he push her down the fire pit.

When we first talked at the temple, wasn't the atmosphere quite harmonious? Why is this the case today......

Jiang Zhimian was very helpless to hold his forehead, "You can't believe what the abbot said, you should believe in science, you know?" ”

"Science, is this also a word that Fuxing will say?" Murong Yan asked curiously.

Jiang Zhimian saw that he was so enthusiastic, so he simply pushed the boat down the river, and nodded directly in admitted, "Yes, these are all words I will say, but this is not the words that Fuxing said, but the words that Broom Star said." ”

"How?" Murong Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Those around me who have impure intentions for me will be punished, and you should think about your own fate." Jiang Zhimian threatened.

Think about Mei Zhao, think about the Queen Mother.

Such a hard backstage has been handled by her, let alone Murong Yan?

But Murong Yan said seriously, "How can I be impure in purpose, my purpose is very simple, that is, ...... Get you. ”

Ah, crazy, crazy!

Jiang Zhimian gradually lost his patience, and his tone became manic, "What do you want to do, just say it, except for me, after you finish speaking, hurry up and hand over the dog." ”

After speaking, he slapped the poison on the table very directly.

"If you learned about me from my uncle, then you must not know this, I am an apprentice of the Guqi Mountain people, if you don't cooperate today, I will let you die here."

"I'm dead, and I can't get it back, are you willing to exchange your life for your life?" Murong Yan was very calm.

Jiang Zhimian was really angry.

This person looks handsome and ruffian, and he can hit the nail on the head every time he speaks.

But even if he was so irritable that he couldn't do it, he still had to pretend to be indifferent on his face, "I'll let you bury him when the time comes." ”

"It's also very likable to be so vicious occasionally." Murong Yan began to talk to himself again.

The two parties were silent for a long time, and then Murong Yan said, "You don't have to worry, I was just joking just now, the dog is very safe, I came to you like this, just to have a meal with you, alone, well, have a meal." ”

"When you hypnotize my uncle, it's not necessarily safe." Jiang Zhimian sneered.

Murong Yan also laughed, his gentle appearance was like warm sunlight rippling on the surface of the lake, "This is also Fuxing's ability, even hypnosis knows, if you don't hypnotize them to ask questions, it will be fine." ”

"Is it really just a meal?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Murong Yan bowed, "Yes, sit down and have a good meal and chat, and I'll let the dog go back." ”

"And to relieve my uncle's hypnosis." Jiang Zhimian added the request.

"Then you're going to walk with me outside the city, the solitary kind." Murong Yan also put forward conditions.

Of course, Jiang Zhimian disagreed.

It's already hard to eat this meal.

Still hanging out with him alone? Think beautifully!

It's better to go back and think of a way for yourself first, if there is really no way, it's not too late to come to Murong Yan again.

Anyway, if there is no anti-hypnosis, there should be nothing wrong for the time being.

After finalizing these ideas, Jiang Zhimian sat down.

She didn't eat the dishes that Murong Yan picked up for herself just now, so she directly took an empty bowl and ate the dishes herself.

Seeing this, Murong Yan didn't say anything, but he didn't pick up any more dishes.

During meal time, Jiang Zhimian was silent.

Murong Yan opened the conversation box and introduced himself vigorously.

From when I was a child to growing up, I can't wait to present every day of the past ten years in front of Jiang Zhimian in detail.

Jiang Zhimian only felt noisy, endured and endured, but still couldn't help it, "Why are you telling me so much about this, I'm not interested." ”

"Since I want to be with you, I naturally have to be honest about the past." Murong Yan said.

After that, he began to talk again.

Jiang Zhimian didn't want to hear it, but he had no choice but to sit next to him, and even if he resisted, he listened to it a few times.

It was these ears that made her sense that something was wrong.

Murong Yan couldn't wait to tell everything that happened every day, but after saying what happened at the age of thirteen, he jumped directly to the age of fifteen.

Fourteen years old, not a word.

"What are you doing at fourteen?" Jiang Zhimian asked casually.

But who knew that Murong Yan's expression instantly became serious, even tough and awkward, and his tone was dry, "It's nothing, I almost forgot about the events of that year, so I won't talk about it." ”