finally explained to Grandma Zhuoyang that she had really only met Shopkeeper Mei once, and repeatedly assured that she had not concealed it, and after forgetting, An Lingyun finally slipped out from under Grandma Zhuoyang's palm for the reason that it was convenient to go.

[Whew, I'm tired, why can I ask such a simple question so many times and send out so many irrelevant questions. 】

An Lingyun sometimes thinks that the old people are particularly terrifying, and they will look at you helplessly with their worried eyes that seem to be concerned and chaotic, so that you will unconsciously follow their meaning, as if every time you say a word, it is as if you have committed a mortal sin.

An Lingyun's scalp was numb just now when she was looked at by Grandma Zhuoyang.

[If it weren't for the fact that she took me out shopping, buying clothes, and eating these days, I wouldn't have bothered to talk to her so much! 】

An Lingyun thought of 'giving up on herself', but fortunately, at this time, she had successfully run to the backyard.

[Okay, let me observe the situation first.] 】

An Lingyun cautiously leaned out, intending to understand the situation first, and the result would be ......

"Well, so be it."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo."

"You're welcome."

"Well, then, I won't bother."

"Well, don't send it if you go slowly."

Seeing Zhuo Yang and Shopkeeper Mei walking out together, An Lingyun's eyes couldn't help but widen.

That's, that's the end?

Me, or is it a step too late?

I've only been delayed for a few minutes.

Are you so unfocused......

Zhuo Yang, who walked out of the backyard, noticed An Lingyun standing there in a daze.

"Huh? Yun'er, what are you doing standing here? ”

Zhuo Yang said, subconsciously planning to touch An Lingyun's head, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was startled back by An Lingyun's eyes.

What kind of look was that.

Mud can't hold up the wall?

Adou who can't be helped?

Can't a dog change to eat?

Hate iron, it doesn't make steel?

"Well, you wait here for a while, and my brother will come to play with you."

Zhuo Yang withdrew his hand a little stupidly, then turned his head to the shopkeeper Mei and said, "Let's go, I'll send you out first." ”

Shopkeeper Mei nodded faintly.

"Okay."

When he left, he also used his spare eyes to look at An Lingyun who was in place.

Well, it was just a glance, but it inexplicably made An Lingyun, who had been staring at her, very angry.

[What does this guy mean!] Show off with me! 】

An Lingyun secretly clenched her little fists, but looking at Zhuo Yang sending Shopkeeper Mei out together, she felt panicked inexplicably.

......

"Yun'er, Yun'er."

Zhuo Yang pushed open An Lingyun's door, saw An Lingyun sitting on the chair, and said with a smile: "Yun'er, why don't you reply to me." ”

An Lingyun propped her hands on the table, held her cheeks, glanced at Zhuo Yang lightly, and responded without being salty.

"Well, I'm here."

"Well, it doesn't have to be so perfunctory."

Zhuo Yang smiled, and then sat next to An Lingyun.

didn't speak, just put his hands on the table, his head lying on his arms, tilted his head, and looked at An Lingyun quietly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

One minute......

Two minutes......

Three-minute ...... Didn't stick to the past.

"Brother, what do you see me doing."

An Lingyun's eyes were gloomy, and she said without the slightest emotion, an ordinary sentence, and she was stunned by her feeling of freezing three feet.

[It's a little cold......]

Zhuo Yang sighed in his heart, but still chuckled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about why Yun'er is upset." ”

"Yes, I'm not upset, nothing happened."

An Lingyun said word by word, the words were correct and round, without fluctuations, without ups and downs, and without emotion.

She twisted her head to one side, though.

If Zhuo Yang couldn't see An Lingyun angry, then she would go to elementary school in vain.

"Didn't you? I think you seem to be puffing and puffing, and your cheeks are bulging like a white steamed bun. ”

"Not really!"

When An Lingyun heard this, where could he bear it, he immediately turned his head and glared at Zhuo Yang angrily, but ......

Poke!

Feeling the strangeness on his cheek, he looked at Zhuo Yang who stretched out a finger and poked his cheek with a smile on his face.

[This guy ......]

Zhuo Yang smiled slightly.

"Lovely."

[It's really hateful!! 】

An Lingyun dodged Zhuo Yang's fingers in shame and looked at Zhuo Yang angrily.

"Brother!"

The angry voice like a fried little milk cat naturally couldn't scare Zhuo Yang, he got up from the table with a smile, sat up straight, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Say, why are you so angry, if you don't say it, how does my brother know?"

Looking at Zhuo Yang, who was still so leisurely, An Lingyun suddenly became angry again.

[Who am I worried about so much, if it weren't for your wine, your care for me during this time, your life-saving grace to me, I, I, I, annoyed to death!! 】

After finding that she didn't seem to have any qualifications for hard air in front of Zhuo Yang, An Lingyun suddenly became a little 'self-defeating' and began to be angry.

[I deserve!] 】

"Brother, why did you suddenly agree to that Mei shopkeeper's thing? She has nothing to do with you, does she? What conditions did she give you? What the hell did she ask you to help her? Have you thought about it? ”

Seeing An Lingyun constantly worrying about herself and caring about herself like a little housekeeper, Zhuo Yang first smiled slightly, and then said: "Yun'er, this is an adult's ......"

"Brother!!

An Lingyun immediately interrupted Zhuo Yang's words.

[What's going on with this guy!] You're so much older than me! My real age, old lady, is older than you...... Not much! And when the old lady wandered the rivers and lakes, you returned, you returned, or tell me honestly! 】

An Lingyun looked at Zhuo Yang seriously and said seriously: "If you don't tell me, I'll tell my grandmother that you will go to Baihua...... Whining! ”

Before An Lingyun finished speaking, he was directly copied by Zhuo Yang in his arms and covered his mouth.

After vigilantly looking left and right outside the room, and at the same time sensing it with internal force, Zhuo Yang whispered: "Yun'er, you can't talk nonsense, the last time you said that I went to the casino, it has damaged my image in my grandmother's heart, and if I go to Baihualou, then I will eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, but it will be all accounted for." ”

An Lingyun, who was covering her mouth, rolled her eyes, as white as Zhuo Yang.

Aren't you?

Zhuo Yang understood what An Lingyun meant, and smiled embarrassedly.

"It's not, it's better not to know, besides, I didn't do anything."

[Hmph, don't go to the Qinglou, I can still believe you, go to the casino and don't gamble twice, what are you going to do, fight?] 】

Facing An Lingyun's skeptical eyes, Zhuo Yang hurriedly said, "Really! It's really true! ”

[It doesn't matter if you're true or not. 】

An Lingyun didn't have time to entangle with Zhuo Yang, so her two little hands pulled away Zhuo Yang's hand that covered her mouth, and then continued to ask.

"Brother, that Mei shopkeeper, what did you ask to help you?"

Looking at An Lingyun's posture of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Zhuo Yang couldn't help but sigh, are all the little girls from this big family so precocious?

Facing An Lingyun's persistent eyes, Zhuo Yang had no choice but to sigh.

"That sister, find me to fight."

"Fighting? With whom? Where is it? How to fight? How many fights? How many people? ”

Faced with An Lingyun's series of questions, Zhuo Yang said that he didn't seem to think about it so much.

"Well, a lot of people, several games, just fight."

......

Listening to Zhuo Yang's irresponsible answer, An Lingyun mentally concluded that Zhuo Yang was fascinated by the shopkeeper Mei.

looked at Zhuo Yang's eyes, and gradually became disdainful.

Zhuo Yang knew that An Lingyun was about to misunderstand himself again, and hurriedly said, "Do you know, the Imperial City Martial Arts Competition?" ”

Imperial City Martial Arts Tournament?

An Lingyun was stunned, she naturally knew the news, or rather, she had known it for a long time, every day when she went out shopping with Grandma Zhuoyang, she would hear someone talking about it.

But......

[Isn't this guy not interested in that martial arts competition, sure enough, he is still obsessed with lust. 】

Finding that An Lingyun's eyes had not changed, Zhuo Yang became even more anxious.

"It's not Yun'er, you listen to me first."

"Yes, but there's one thing."

"What?"

"You let me get off your lap first."