I don't know what the time is, it's probably late, and the small vendors who have been busy all day late have to pack up their things and go home to sleep, and the next wave of small vendors will take over the stalls.

"That's it."

"Okay."

The two stopped in front of an inn, and Xu Zhou looked up at the gilded plaque, called "Yuelai Inn".

Jiang Hongdou yawned sleepily, couldn't stand on his feet, his pink face was half lying on Xu Zhou's back, holding his arm with both hands, and he refused to let go.

She is relieved that she is doing things, she just wants to sleep well now.

Late at night, the white-bearded old shopkeeper stood behind the counter, his fingers flying, his fingers twisting his beard and snapping his abacus, and it can be seen from the smile on the corner of his mouth that the business of his inn is really good today.

Seeing two more guests, the old shopkeeper put down his abacus, raised his head and glanced at the two of them slightly, and had a rough idea in his heart.

To do business, you must know how to observe words and looks, which is a compulsory course.

It's a young boy and girl who have been playing outside all day, it's getting late, and the love is deep, and the two want to find a place to have an in-depth exchange of feelings..... The old shopkeeper thought so in his heart.

finally looked at Xu Zhou, and squeezed his eyes at him, teasing his eyebrows, like a coquettish woman in the Qinglou. Xu Zhou didn't understand what the old shopkeeper meant, but the store still had to live, otherwise he would have to sleep on the street tonight: "The shopkeeper, we want to live in the store." ”

"Okay, guest officer!"

The old shopkeeper took out the guest room book and put it on the countertop, turned a page casually, didn't even look at it, the performance was really exaggerated, only to hear him suddenly exclaim: "Oops! The two guest officers, I'm really embarrassed, I don't know what a good day it is today, the small shop is full of business, and now there is only one room left, the two of them look at ......"

Xu Zhou's head tilted, and his mouth twitched: "......"

Well, now he finally understood the meaning of the old shopkeeper just squeezing at himself.

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard under his chin with a smile, and glanced at the young woman lying on Xu Zhou's shoulder, judging from his countless experience in reading women. This girl looks Zhouzheng, has an excellent temperament, and is the color of the country, although her eyes are covered with white silk, and she doesn't know how many meanings she means, but he has also heard that some guests have strange habits and like to role-play.

Look at Xu Zhou again, at a young age, it turned out that he was still an old Si Ji.

Take out the room number plate with the number of the day number from the drawer under the counter and hand it to Xu Zhou, and the old shopkeeper also specially reminded: "The guest officer can rest assured, the sound insulation effect of the room in this store is excellent, and there is no ignorant guy who has nothing to disturb, and the guest officer can sleep well at night." ”

The implication is that you can play freely at night without sound.

Having said that, Xu Zhou had no intention of changing another store.

Reach out and take out a pearl from Jiang Hongdou's deerskin pouch instead of the room money.

Then, in the eyes of the old shopkeeper and a kind old father, he carried Jiang Hongdou on his back to the second floor. Pushing open the door of the guest room, Xu Zhou took a look at it, and he was still quite satisfied.

The room is clean and tidy, the air is fresh, the decoration style is plain and elegant, the tables, chairs and benches are clean and dusty, the shiny tiles are bright, the windows are open outward, the window is facing the river, and the river flows quietly.

"Sleep ....."

Jiang Hongdou muttered in his mouth.

"Okay, sleep." Xu Zhou tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Hongdou, sent her to the bed, took off her shoes, and pulled the quilt over her to cover her.

Jiang Hongdou, who was lying on the bed, was a little restless, holding one of Xu Zhou's arms and refusing to let go, Xu Zhou took a lot of effort to break Jiang Hongdou's fingers one by one and escape from the girl's claws.

In addition to being tired today, Xu Zhou also has a feeling.

That is, the strength of ginger red beans is amazing!

People look weak, small and cute, but in fact it is Dalijiao, and later Xu Zhou tried to guess that this may be related to Jiang Hongdou's kung fu.

"Hot.... Hmm~" Jiang Hongdou turned over and put aside the thin quilt on his body, because it was summer, although this guest room was facing the river and the window was open, it was stuffy and hot when it blew in, not to mention sleeping under the quilt. After a while, Jiang Hongdou was so hot that his little face was flushed, and a few strands of damp hair stuck to his head.

When Xu Zhou saw it, he shook his head with a chuckle, got up and took a fan from the small couch next to him, sat on the edge of the bed and shook it gently.

Although the wind is small, it can make Jiang Hongdou sleep well, as if it feels windy, Jiang Hongdou on the bed reached out and grabbed the collar and pulled it down.

Ah, this ......

The snow-white and seductive clavicle, the two moist and crystal two lumps loom under the thin gauzy belly pocket, and Xu Zhou's nasal cavity is hot, and his lower abdomen is restless.

Of course, the size of the girl still can't be compared with the one in the family, but each has its own merits, one is a ripe peach, and the other is like a green fruit, and the taste must be different when eaten.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Xu Zhou continued to fan the wind.

It's just that this gaze swept over Jiang Hongdou's open neckline from time to time, saying that he was a cow and a horse, and led Jiang Hongdou to play on the street for a day, and came to some welfare at night?

It makes sense!

"Hot~"

"Fan." Xu Zhou increased the frequency and intensity of the fan.

Jiang Hongdou slowly quieted down, and even his breathing became a little steady.

The girl's sleeping posture is not very good-looking, pressing one of her arms, the flesh on her face is squeezed, it looks very elastic, Xu Zhou didn't hold back, stretched out his claws and pinched it twice, and then immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

The pu fan shook gently, and Xu Zhou was sweating profusely.

He doesn't know what he's done, but maybe there's the fun and achievement of playing the cultivation game.

......

Babbling.

In the other room, several men in black took off a painting on the wall, pricked up their ears, and stuck to the wall to listen carefully to the movement in the next room.

I listened to this for a while, but I couldn't hear anything.

They looked back at the boss who was drinking tea in the room: "Big brother, can't you hear anything?" ”

Several people have special identities, but the world has given this kind of people a nickname, dead soldiers.

Yes, they are all dead soldiers!

Where ginger and red beans are, they are there, like a shadow.

The dead soldier who was the leader glanced at a few people, stepped forward, asked a few people to get out of the way, and then drank all the tea in the cup: "This little thing can't be done, what use do you want." ”

A few people didn't dare to speak, who called someone the boss.

A few people stepped back half a step to get out of the way, and Dead Soldier A slammed the cup upside down against the wall, put his ear to the bottom of the cup, and listened with bated breath.

After a while, Dead Shijia looked resentful, and he couldn't wait to pick up the old shopkeeper and beat him violently, a good room, should the sound insulation effect be so good.

"Boss, what should I do? The order from above is not to let the master out of our sight. ”

Dead Shijia scratched his brows, pursed his lips, and finally said: "Old way, the third and fifth go up to the roof to star." ”

"Boss, this is not good, in case we see a picture that we shouldn't see..."

"Then chop that kid."

"He's a disciple of Master Wei."

"So what? Is there a master and a son? Dead Soldier A asked rhetorically.

At this point, the two dead men flashed, jumped out of the window, and climbed onto the roof.