The petals are like a giant wriggling stomach pouch.

When the kitten first entered, it was still struggling desperately, and then it stopped moving.

After a while, the huge flower raised its head to the sky and made a sound that seemed to be full of hiccup. Later, it shrunk into a delicate flower.

It's just that the red petals become more and more red.

It's like dripping blood.

……

Jiang Wuche, who had already arrived in the room, suddenly came to the window and looked at the small flowers in the courtyard.

But there was silence, and nothing was to be seen.

The hostess cleaned up a total of 5 rooms for them, an average of 3 people in a room, and one room for two people.

Brother Shao seems to be a veteran, and he has the most say here.

He immediately ordered Jiang Wuche, Yu Qian, and the young man of Sao Fan, and said, "The three of you have a new room." ”

The rest of the people were also assigned one by one.

There are men and women in every room.

What's the situation!?

Jiang Wuche couldn't figure out what kind of routine this was.

Men and women match, isn't it tiring to work!?

He looked at Shao Ke's hearty smiling face, and swallowed the words that he was about to ask silently.

Coming to this place inexplicably, he always felt very mysterious, maybe if he said something that shouldn't be said, he would attract the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to split him into scum.

The accommodation was also decent, with two single beds and a set of bedding for bunks.

Jiang Wuche looked at Yu Qian, who was very calmly removing her makeup with water, and then looked at the young man who was still wearing pink pajamas, sighed, and silently began to lay on the floor.

Jiang Wuche complained daily in his heart.

"Brother Che Che, you and I can sleep for a while!" Yu Qian made such a reminiscent proposal with a serious face.

She paints heavy makeup, with heavy ink and color, giving people an aggressive beauty. But after removing the makeup, it is not the legendary makeup removal death, but there is a feeling of washing away the lead, which is beautiful and refined.

This is obviously a thing that makes normal men think about it, but Jiang Wuche always has a bad feeling.

"Nope." He refused, "Didn't you call me little brother just now?" ”

What is the name of the gods "Brother Che Che"?

"Okay, little brother." Yu Qian pouted, "It's really not interesting." ”

The young man may be a familiar man, and after listening to Yu Qian's words, he said very "volunteerly": "Beauty, don't be afraid, if you don't mind, I can sleep with you tonight." ”

However, in order to avoid being beaten to death on the spot, he still had the last bit of discipline: "We have one quilt for each person, and I will never touch you." ”

Yu Qian snorted: "What's the difference between that and separation?" It also takes up more space for me to sleep. ”

It seems to make sense.

"Moreover, what is the name of a fairy for a beauty? Isn't that what a thirty or forty-year-old aunt calls a waiter? She added slowly, "You can call me Little Sister, or Ancestor." ”

What kind of immortal name is "ancestor"!?

Jiang Wuche didn't know where to start complaining.

I always felt like something was wrong.

Well, it's not like it anymore, it's very wrong!

Yu Qian glanced out the window and then at her watch: "It's seven o'clock now, so be sure to fall asleep before dark." If there is any gossip, I will talk about it tomorrow at dawn. ”