Song Yuan felt bad, and instinctively pursued the advantages and avoided the disadvantages.

Besides, she had no intention of dealing with him today.

Turn around and go out.

Cheng Yunjie just bought her a sugar gourd, and as soon as she walked to the door, she saw Song Yuan coming out of the first floor, and she was still a little puzzled.

"Master, why did you come out again?"

Song Yuan took the sugar gourd in his hand and wanted to pick it up and beat him to death.

"It's just a good time for you to come back."

Before Cheng Yunjie could continue to ask anything, Song Yuan felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a voice sounded coldly.

It's like suddenly falling into an ice cellar on a hot summer day.

"Where are you going?"

"What, don't you go in?"

Cheng Yunjie looked behind Song Yuan when he heard this voice, and even gasped.

It's broken.

It turned out to be Xiahou Jinshan.

Today, I'm afraid I can't be good.

Song Yuan knew that he couldn't avoid it today, so he gritted his teeth and turned around.

"Come in, why don't you come in, I'll just go out and get a sugar gourd!"

Song Yuan raised his chin slightly and looked at Xiahou Jinshan, with a straight face.

How can you say that this is also her territory, why should you be afraid of him?

Xiahou Jinshan looked at her dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, grinded his back molars, and then looked at the male entourage Cheng Yunjie who followed behind her.

Little by little, I remembered the tall "maid" who had been following her.

His face became more and more cloudy.

Xiahou Jinshan nodded, and the coolness in his voice became more and more intense,

"Good, you're really nice."

Song Yuan opened the fan with a snap,

"I'm naturally good."

Xiahou Jinshan gritted his teeth and couldn't suppress his anger anymore, took Song Yuan's arm and went to the private room.

Cheng Yunjie slapped Xiahou Jinshan with one palm.

Xiahou Jinshan would not accept this palm in vain, so he took it with one free hand.

"Boom!"

Inside and outside the first floor, even if the air is surging.

Before the auction even began, the door was already reduced to crumbs.

Cheng Yunjie took half a step back slightly under the impact of the qi waves, and he was very surging with qi and blood, and slightly suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat.

The difference between the first order is so much.

Xiahou Jinshan was also horrified in his heart, this dead woman's entourage was actually a master of the Eight Xuan!

Although it is not as powerful as his current Nine Xuan, these eight grades are already very rare.

Looking at the mainland, there are only a few dozen.

Such a master, even in their Great Qi, is an existence with extremely respected status.

Which one is not in a high position, or is it enshrined?

How could this dead woman be able to let such a master follow willingly?

is still like this like a slave to follow, and even pretended to be a maid, there is really no master's ethics and bottom line.

Xiahou Jinshan held Song Yuan's hand and unconsciously tightened.

Song Yuan looked at Cheng Yunjie,

"Alright, let's come with him."

After a cup of tea.

It is in the private room on the first floor.

Xiahou Jinshan sat on the main seat with a slightly dark face.

Old God Song Yuan was sitting on the other side rubbing his arms, followed by an entourage who was eyeing him fiercely, and it seemed that he was very guarded against Xiahou Jinshan.

Jing Yun sat on the other side.

A huge round table actually sat out of the three-legged momentum of tripartite separation.

Jing Yun was sitting in this private room for a long time, and he had just been brought tea and snacks, and he hadn't enjoyed them yet.

This Sikong Mountain came back with a person.

Jing Yun just picked up the tea, and he drank it several times in a row and never finished it.

What is the reason for this resentful look on Sikong Mountain's face?

He obviously brought back a man, why is that?

The more Jing Yun thought about it, the more frightened he became, the more he thought about it, the more he didn't dare to think about it, and the more he had to hold back from thinking about it, the more he couldn't help but think about it.

It's not easy to ask about this matter to confirm one or two.

But when he looked at the appearance of these two people, he felt that there was no need to confirm it for a while.

After Jingyun "thought deeply", his eyes changed when he looked at Xiahou Jinshan.

What kind of love-hate entanglement does this have to be tolerated by the world......

Xiahou Jinshan naturally felt Jingyun's strange eyes, and even frowned,

"You go out first."

Song Yuan also raised his head when he heard this,

"Well, you go out first."

Jingyun looked at Xiahou Jinshan and couldn't believe that this could be said by him, even if he wanted to question him.

But before he could question, he was carried out by Cheng Yunjie like a chicken.

Cheng Yunjie threw Jingyun out of the door, and put his ear on the door with a serious face.

Jingyun looked at Cheng Yunjie, a little angry, but he couldn't beat it, so he had to say angrily,

"This is a private room booked by labor and management, why are you kicking me out?!"

Cheng Yunjie turned his face to look at him,

"Do you have an opinion?"

Jing Yun swallowed the rest of the words back,

"No, no."

Cheng Yunjie turned his head back and continued to put his ear on it to listen.

Jing Yun was a little indignant, he had never suffered such a grievance.

It's too much of a bully!

It's just that he is also a little curious, what will these two do in the private room, and what is there that he can't listen to together?

Jingyun thought about it, and also leaned over and put his ear on it.

Inside the private room.

Song Yuan tea has already been eaten several cups.

Xiahou Jinshan finally opened his mouth,

"The king and the princess haven't seen each other for a long time, and now it seems that the princess is living a very chic life."

Song Yuan directly ignored the yin and yang weirdness in his tone, and was very polite for a while,

"Well, I haven't seen you for a long time, and King Guangping has been fine lately, okay?"

But he took care of himself and added tea to himself.

He has never given Xiahou Jinshan a drop to drink.

Xiahou Jinshan looked at his empty teacup and took a deep breath,

"This king is very good."

This dead woman has the ability to blow him up in an instant.

In the past, I always underestimated her ability in this area.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiahou Jinshan took a deep breath and patted his leg, with a non-negotiable tone,

"Come here."

Song Yuan didn't raise his head,

"No, no."

Xiahou Jinshan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart,

"Don't let this king say it a second time."

Song Yuan raised his head and looked at Xiahou Jinshan like a fool,

"If you don't go, it's definitely not good to go, you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Song Yuan half-crossed his legs and sat on a wide chair, looking not to be outdone.

When he looked at Xiahou Jinshan, he was not intimidated at all.

There is even a slight hint of provocation.

Xiahou Jinshan trembled angrily, and said word by word through gritted teeth,

"Song! Dance! Yang! ”

Song Yuan plucked his ears,

"Whisper, I can hear you."

Song Yuan is also very single, and it is useless to hide now, and I am afraid that it is even more useless.

What's more, here in Xiahou Jinshan, it is not certain who will suffer from her or him.

It's just that Song Yuan poured another cup of tea, and when he raised his head again, he found that there was no one in Xiahou Jinshan's seat.

Song Yuan chuckled in his heart.

Unusually slowly, he turned his head over.

Xiahou Jinshan actually stood behind her at some point.

Song Yuan smiled at him a little embarrassedly, and Xiahou Jinshan reached out and pinched the back of her neck.

Slender.

Dry.

Warm yet cold.

His voice rang in her ears,

"The princess doesn't want to go over, this king just comes."