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If it was just a guess when she practiced by the Yuntian River last night, then now, Nangong can already be sure that Miss Lance has definitely laid a game in silence.

A bureau for itself.

This game is actually not a bad thing. On the contrary, this is still a good thing that many cultivators dream of.

Whether it is the whetstone of the Seventy-two Academy's "exchange and exchange", or the "Spirit Moon Dance", or the kind of protection hidden under the "reputation of the hotel" on weekdays, or the cup of sake that Lance gives him every time he is tired and wants to die after cultivating......

This qiē has indescribable benefits for Nangong's cultivation!

Yesterday when he cultivated the Spirit Moon Dance, Nangong only practiced it three times, and his body's fatigue reached the limit and he was forced to stop, but even so, he could clearly feel that his body had improved by as much as three percent compared to before his cultivation, and his true qi was the same.

With such a speed, if it spreads, I am afraid that it will make the group of prodigious geniuses in the Qinglong Inner Courtyard die of shame.

For this qiē, Nangong's heart was actually very grateful and moved.

But he didn't like it. -- This feeling of being secretly manipulated.

Even if the starting point of this manipulation is for his good.

He didn't complain about Miss Lance, and although the reason was unknown at the moment, he could feel that Lance wanted him to be good.

He was just a little dissatisfied, a little depressed, a little unwilling...... And a little rebellious.

Just like a child, his parents have tried their best to pave the way for him, telling him to follow their path well, although he knows in his heart that his parents are for his own good, but there will be a little resistance in his heart.

It's not about character, it's nature.

Human beings are born with a desire to be free and unfettered.

The so-called "check-out" is actually just a way for Nangong to express his dissatisfaction and vent his frustration.

In fact, at the moment when he proposed to check out, his heart still longed for Miss Lance to say something to save him.

According to the script he wanted, of course, Lance saw that the golden lord was gone, and he would definitely want to keep it, even if it was a sentence, he would not hesitate to stay, and then take the opportunity to raise the question in his heart, pointing to Miss Lance's purpose of arranging this qiē.

But Nangong never expected it...... Miss Lance didn't hold back, not even half a word, and even sent him out with a smile......

Do you think this is the end?

I don't know why, all the people in the city who opened their doors to do business refused to do Nangong's business, even if they were selling sugar gourds with sticks on the road!

What's even more frustrating is that when the owner of a steamed bun shop rejected Nangong, he also said: "Yo, Brother Nangong, why are you still here? Miss Lance told you to go back to dinner......

“......”

The gold and silver in the bracelet are enough to sell a hundred steamed bun shops, but now they can't buy a bun......

This feeling of being eaten and unable to fight made Nangong so depressed that he just wanted to vomit blood.

At this moment, Nangong only felt like a child who had been away from home for a long time: go back, but he couldn't let go. If you don't go back, you don't know where you can go.

It's really a response: Die to save face and suffer sin!

At this time, Liang Zi finally squeezed out a breath and said pitifully: "Nangong...... I'm so hungry that my legs are weak! Let's go back......"

This sentence became the last straw that overwhelmed Nangong's psychological defense.

He blushed and gritted his teeth hatefully, just as he was about to say something to express his anger. Even if you want to give in, you have to at least express your intention to resist.

But he shouldn't have glanced at Lin Xuanran before he opened his mouth - this girl almost wrote the word "grievance" on her face.

The uproar is still like this, not to mention Liang Zihu?

Looking at the two poor and beautiful little henchmen, Nangong was as depressed as a defeated rooster, sighed, and said quietly: "Forget it...... Let's go back......"

"Yay!"

Liang Zi instantly made a triumphant scissor gesture, jumped three feet high, dropped a sentence of "I'll go first!" and then disappeared with a smoke.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Nangong followed and returned to the hotel.

The little girl bowed solemnly and said, "Welcome!"

"......" Nangong blushed. When he looked up and saw the smile on Miss Lance's face, his face couldn't help but turn a little redder, and he opened his mouth, but finally he didn't speak.

One is because I don't know what to say, and the other is because ......

He saw Liang Zi eating a plate with a plate.

Only then did I realize that I was really hungry!

In the afternoon, he rolled up and left in a fit of anger, not to mention the food, he didn't even drink a sip of water, and he didn't eat a drop of water after walking all afternoon, and he was already hungry.

At this time, Lin Xuanran easily brought out a few plates of food from the kitchen, the aroma was fragrant, extremely tempting, the authentic little girl's product was definitely not the kind of dark cuisine that Lin Xuanran cooked.

Biting down on the fist-sized chicken leg in his hand, Nangong thought helplessly: It turns out that people can really be full! Now that they are deflated, they feel very hungry!

However, as soon as he thought of this, the depression in Nangong's heart became even more serious, and he directly took this poor chicken leg as the object of venting, and bit it fiercely one bite after another, wishing to swallow even the bones.

The wind and clouds wiped out two large plates of food, and Miss Lance handed over a glass of wine in time.

Nangong took it and drank it all, and then added a little pride with the wine, and stood up as soon as he slapped the table, and shouted loudly in a little anger: "I will definitely find out the truth!"

"Very well, little one......" said Miss Lance with a smile, "waiting for you......"

"Wait...... Uh......"

Before the words fell, the smell of wine suddenly surged, and after forcibly washing the word "on" into "uh", Nangong licked his lips, smelled the aroma of wine on the tip of his tongue, and suddenly felt as if something had fallen to the ground......

So he said spinelessly, "Another drink?"

"Oh hehehehe......"

Miss Lance smiled widely, her chest undulating. After laughing for a while, she didn't add another cup to him, but pointed at Liang Zi with her finger.

Nangong looked at her fingertips, and sure enough, she saw Liang Zi's brows furrowed, and said viciously: "Drink it again!

As he spoke, he grabbed his arm with one hand and dragged him out.

Lin Xuanran, who had an expression of indifference, ate slowly, seemingly indifferent to this scene, and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned with a beautiful arc explained a qiē.

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