Chapter Ninety-Two: Purple Clothes

There are a lot of people in the inn, but it is not noisy, maybe in this quiet environment, people have become quiet unconsciously.

Seeing Wan Qian Yunqian and a few people coming in, many people smiled at them in a friendly manner, and Ling Qingrou also smiled and returned the salute.

Wan Qiyun nodded quietly to the few people in the corner, and then signaled them not to worry, see you later.

After the three of them had eaten, they went back to the reserved room to rest.

The rooms of the three of them were next to each other, Wan Qi Yunqian's room was in the middle, Ling Qingrou was on the right, and Yu Shengyan was on the left.

Pushing open the door, Wan Qi Yunqian saw a few people sitting at the table in her room, and felt extremely helpless.

She knew they were going to come into her room.

"You guys, can you not be so casual? Is your room where you can enter whenever you want? ”

Even if a few of them didn't know that she was a woman, they couldn't be so casual! No matter what she says, she is also their son-in-law.

"Don't worry about these details, isn't the room just for people to enter? And, Childe, you have to get used to it. ”

Among the several people, a man in a purple robe spoke, he was the leader of several people, and he had more right to speak, so he was much bolder.

There were seven of them in total, and they were all of the best looking, among which the man in the purple shirt had the best appearance, and the rest were equal.

The remainder...... Colorful......

There are seven colors of black, orange, blue, green, cyan, blue, and purple, one for each person, as for why black is not red, because the red clothes feel that the red clothes are not suitable for him, he wears the black clothes.

They were sitting separately just now, and if they sat together, they would definitely be conspicuous.

"Ziyi, why do you think you are becoming more and more shameless?"

Wan Qiyun rolled his eyes and asked Fuqin to call some people, and actually called a few of them, isn't this overkill.

"I don't think it's true, I'm trying to learn from you."

Ziyi said with a serious face, and touched his face after speaking. Then, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Wan Qiyun with a sad face.

"Look at what you do, you don't do anything."

Wan Qiyun spread his hands with an innocent face.

"Hahahahaha......"

Several other people laughed out loud directly, Ziyi came to provoke Childe every time, and was cleaned up every time, but he still enjoyed it.

I saw that the handsome face of the purple clothes was swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into a pig's head, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes were swollen into a slit.

"Public paper ~ Luo rubbed it ~"

Whew! When did Childe get poisoned!

Ziyi looked at Wan Qiyun pitifully, but his face was too swollen, and everyone was still reluctant, and they saw pity and regret in his swollen eyes.

"Ahem, Ziyi, that's what you said last time."

Lan Yi coughed twice and forced a smile to speak, but Zi Yi still saw the schadenfreude on his face from his eyes that only had one slit left.

"Suddenly! It's hard to wear clothes, you don't bird too proud! ”

There was only a slit of eyes left in the purple clothes, and a touch of danger was crossed.

Is he old? Or is he unable to lift the knife? Blue Yi actually dared to laugh at him!

And Tsing Yi them, don't think that if his eyes are swollen, he can't see the schadenfreude on their faces.

"Childe, I'm not talking nonsense, think about it, I don't believe you asked Hongyi, that's what Ziyi said last time."

Lan Yi saw the ill intentions in Ziyi's eyes, and said without hesitation on the principle of sharing blessings and hardships.

If you can pull one into the water, it is one, and you can't go to everyone to be happy.