Song Xiaoxing was about to die of boredom in front of him, Murong Jing didn't know where he had gone and hadn't come yet, and the tea guests next to him were all boring people, staying here for half a day and a day, and they were so bored that they stared at this young master and Hyosung.

"I said, Young Master Jiang seems to have some research on tea?"

"Miss Song is really smart, her father is a merchant tea, the tea in this building is from our shop, Miss Song wants to play a little, by the way, please taste the masterpiece of our tea house. "Jiang Chenglang seems to be sick but not sick, when he is stupid or not, it is really a bit elusive, and this time it has become a little normal.

"Hyosung, what are you talking about?" Murong Jing's sweet voice sounded in his ears.

Seeing that it was Murong Jing Xiaoxing, he hurriedly asked, "Jing'er, where have you been, I'm so worried about going for so long!" She added: "What can I talk about with him, just talk about some tea." Hyosung took a sip of fragrant tea, and the green and tender buds in the cup glowed yellow-green, and the fragrance was all over the building.

"I'm sorry to worry you, I just met my brother downstairs and came here, so it's been so long. ”

"Oh...... That's right. ”

"We're talking about a kind of tea in Hyosung's hometown called 'Four-Step Shake Lotus', so Miss Jing should sit down and listen to it together. Jiang Chenglang smiled stupidly, and his sometimes dull eyes made people feel disgusted on the fat face.

"Forehead...... 'Four-step Shake Lotus'?" Murong Jing was stunned on the spot, thinking in his heart that he was not scolding him for being dead and shameless, Murong Jing wanted to cry without tears and happened to smile ill-intentioned at Shang Xiaoxing, and then she skimmed this Young Master Jiang, and his eyes barely left her face.

"Jing'er, it's been a long time since we came out, aren't we ......" Murong Jing understood what Hyosung meant, and she smiled and nodded.

"Young Master Jiang, we're going to leave. Hyosung stood up and saluted.

"Let me send the two girls back, dare to ask where the girls live, so that I can send someone ......to carry the sedan chair at once," Jiang Chenglang said, getting up and blocking the two of them.

"Young Master Jiang is kind, we understand it. Goodbye!" Murong Jing bowed and replied.

"Bye-bye~" Hyosung and Murong Jing bypassed Jiang Chenglang and walked directly to the staircase, and a middle-aged man drinking tea shouted at the table next to him, "When will the little girl come here to tell stories?"

When Hyosung heard this, she hurriedly turned around and swept towards the crowd, and at a glance saw the person who was shouting at her, and she replied, "I will come here again if I have the chance, this big brother, we are leaving!" After speaking, Hyosung and Murong Jing went downstairs.

"Hey...... Wait for me, don't go. "Jiangcheng waves are still following.

As soon as the two of them arrived downstairs, a familiar figure came into Song Xiaoxing's eyes, with a dark green robe wrapped around a straight body like a tree pole, standing in front of them, with a trace of evil smile on his cold face.

"You're not going to be reduced to telling stories on the streets to make a living, are you?" was a great sarcasm in his words, and his eyes were cold.

"Hyosung......" The two stopped abruptly, and when they were stunned, Murong Jing looked at Song Xiaoxing and said, "...... do you know him?"

"Not to mention acquaintance, it's simply a narrow road. Song Xiaoxing said earnestly, her eyes were cold, she didn't expect to meet Qin Zixuan again, but she was very angry, she was misunderstood by him again.