Wen Honghui had no objections, and walked out of the inn with Yunyan, to their surprise, there was a string of people behind them! Yunyan was frightened by this battle, isn't this the rhythm of the collision between crazy fans and so-and-so stars? She glared at Wen Honghui fiercely, this guy is the male version of Daji, otherwise how could he attract this group of bees and butterflies without even showing his face?

Wen Honghui also felt creepy, and finally understood the reason why his scumbag father had to let him bring a group of guards every time he traveled......

The two have a tacit understanding, and after looking at each other, they will run away!

"Hey, that boy, let's make friends!"

"Childe, let's get married, my father is willing to marry me his only big shop! In the future, we will be able to eat and wear without worry. ”

"Cut, just your broken shop, you can get a few money all year round, it's not as good as my family, my family has a horse farm......"

"Childe, although we are both men, there are different experiences between men and men, why don't you try it with me......"

“……”

Originally, Yunyan's speed was on par with Wen Honghui, and after the buddies and sisters behind him spoke, Yunyan fell a long distance from him, looking at the back staring at him, laughing, and increasing his speed.

After the two of them made a trick to get rid of the person, they quietly turned back to the original place, and quietly turned to the backyard wall of this restaurant, looked at the high courtyard wall, and then looked down at their little short legs, and turned their heads to Wen Honghui sadly: "How can we go up?" ”

Wen Honghui stroked his somewhat disheveled hair with his hand, shook the fan proudly, and said proudly: "This son has learned a few light skills in his spare time, and now it is just right to apply, I wonder if Miss Yun needs help?" ”

As soon as he heard his tone, Yunyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, didn't he look like he was just going to beg for favors?

She snorted coldly: "Forget it, since you can't go up, don't look at it, it's all delayed for a while, it is estimated that people have already finished talking, let's find another way." With that, he really turned around and was about to leave.

Wen Honghui was anxious at this time, after all, he was still busy with his business, he was a little carried away, coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, directly hugged Yunyan's waist, jumped onto the courtyard wall with her, and then lay down next to a high beam, using this as a cover, and stretched out his half-pulled head.

Looking at the tall man who was smiling like jade, Yun Yan's scalp instantly went numb, isn't this Zuoqiu Zhengsi, the owner of the casino over there in the old Wangcheng? How did he end up here? Still follow Wen Hongyuan's people so closely? Are they in a gang? So, what about Nangong Han? What is his position? Or did Nangong Han see the wrong person and make the wrong friend?

Just by looking at Yunyan, he thought of so many questions in an instant, and he felt that his mind was about to explode, so he shook his head violently, threw out all these problems, and carefully observed the actions of the two people below.

The shopkeeper was extremely flattering, serving tea and pouring water for Zuoqiu Zhengsi, and he was always standing next to Zuoqiu Zhengsi with a smile and waiting, without saying anything else, saying that it was all those flattering words, and did not reveal any inside story, and Zuoqiu Zhengsi did not make any sound, let alone say a complete sentence.

Just when Yunyan was about to come out of the cocoon when he heard it, Zuoqiu Zhengsi began to speak as if he had opened his mind: "What about your son-in-law? ”

Hearing this, Yun Yan knew that this was about to get to the point, Yun Yan simply had to thank God and the earth, otherwise she would definitely be annoyed to death if she squatted here for so long and couldn't get any information.

The shopkeeper smiled, the eyes on his face full of chrysanthemums narrowed into a slit, and he added a cup of tea to Zuoqiu Zhengsi diligently, then he stood up straight, and said with a smile: "The eldest prince is not here at this time, if the eldest prince wants to find the eldest prince, he can go directly to the courtyard in the center of the city, if it is inconvenient for the young man of Zuoqiu, the old slave can go to the court." ”

Zuoqiu Zhengsi waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm just here to do it by the way, you just say hello to your son-in-law for me." ”

"Yes, yes."

There was silence again. Zuoqiu Zhengsi turned the teacup in his hand, and after turning it a few times, he said faintly: "Do you have any news of the idle king?" ”

The smile on the shopkeeper's face was closed, and there were complexities and entanglements on his face: "I don't know Zuoqiu Gongzi, what do you want to know?" ”

"It's nothing, just ask casually, I just want to know what the idle king has been doing lately."

"The idle king hasn't done anything recently, but I heard that some time ago, he killed a lot of close servants around him, and they were all loyal guards he brought from the Central Plains, and this incident also caused an uproar in the city, and they all speculated whether this idle king was confused, and unloaded his siblings. After speaking, the shopkeeper secretly glanced at Zuoqiu Zhengsi to see if he intended to run for election.

Zuoqiu Zhengsi's expression was indifferent, still that gentle face, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking, Rao is the shopkeeper who has been used to seeing ghosts and gods from all walks of life in the shopping mall for a long time, and he can't help but admire Zuoqiu Zhengsi, who can restrain his emotions so well, except for his own eldest son, he has never seen anyone who can compare to him.

However, Zuoqiu Zhengsi was very uncalm in his heart, wondering if this was related to Nangong Han or with that girl? Thinking of that frank woman, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Seeing that he still looked indifferent, the shopkeeper couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't Zuoqiu Gongzi want to run for election?" If he is favored by the idle king, it is estimated that he will soar all of a sudden. ”

The corners of Zuoqiu Zhengsi's pleasant mouth suddenly hooked a few points, forming a mocking arc, but his face was not obvious, and his tone was flat: "I'm just an ordinary man, even if I go to the idle king, I may not be able to see it, it's better not to be embarrassed, it's enough to open a casino in this life, don't worry about clothes, don't worry about eating." ”

The shopkeeper choked for a while, laughed dryly, and then said with a hint of hope: "Hehe, our eldest son appreciates the talent of Zuoqiu Gongzi very much, and the cooperation with Zuoqiu Gongzi is also sincere, why don't Zuoqiu Gongzi think about it?" ”

Zuoqiu Zhengsi's face was cold: "This is a matter between masters and sons, what do you know as a minion?" ”

Frightened by his sudden severity, the shopkeeper hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Gongzi is gracious, the slave doesn't mean to covet, the slave just wants to convey the thoughts of the eldest son, and please don't worry about the old slave." ”