In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the light became gloomy and gray, and it looked ...... It's going to rain. （）

When Diao Manrong walked outside, she only heard a thunderous "click", and her face turned pale with fright.

Odd...... How do you feel chills all over your body?

She began to think that this place was weird. Now that Mo Yuyang is gone, and the other two men are gone, where did they go?

Little by little, the raindrops fell on her body. She rubbed her body and hurried away.

It was a three-story building, and it looked many times better than those dilapidated houses.

Thinking that she would feel more at ease here, she pushed the door open and walked in.

As if she had gone to a room, she had just pushed open the door and saw a floor full of scattered papers, painted with beautiful women. （）

Then, she saw Mo Yuyang sleeping on the table, looking tired.

Well, she walked hard, but he came here alone to sleep! Don't say hello to yourself yet!

Angry from the heart, she didn't say a word, and the magic whip in her hand hit his severed arm.

The place where there was no scab immediately bled out, and Mo Yuyang's face turned pale in pain, and he sat up in shock, and hurriedly covered the wound and looked at her. （）

Seeing that it was Diao Manrong, his tone was displeased, and he looked at her fiercely: "What are you doing!" Are you crazy?! ”

"You slept soundly." Diao Manrong snorted coldly, walked to his feet, leaned down and picked up a painting, and sneered, "Which bewitching woman is this, it's not a good thing at first glance!" ”

The bone girl who was going upstairs to chase Xue Meng heard the movement of the room and went downstairs. （）

yes, I forgot, there's another guy here. She didn't like a broken arm, but now it's better than nothing.

After thinking about it, the bone girl returned to the clear voice of her human form, and went downstairs with her waist like a weak willow helping the wind.

Walking to the door of the room, she knocked on the door, the smile on her face was quiet and gentle, in stark contrast to Diao Manrong's arrogant appearance.

Mo Yuyang didn't expect that there would be such a beauty in this place, and his eyes couldn't help but shine, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

As soon as Diao Manrong saw Qingyin, she was upset.

Looking at the painting in her hand, and then at Qingyin, she tore the paper in her hand and shredded it, and said sarcastically: "You are the proprietress here, right?" It seems that this is not a serious shop, after all, the paintings are also not popular dog things! ”

This Diao Manrong is too horizontal, Qingyin glanced at her, a faint impatience crossed her eyes, and quickly covered it up: "I do have a place to stay here, do you want to go up and take a look at the room." ”

"Good ......" Mo Yuyang couldn't wait.

"Hmph, the ghost wants to live." Diao Manrong looked at Qingyin's seductive eyes with disgust, and was a little reluctant in her heart, pulling Mo Yuyang to turn around and leave.

"Childe ......" Qingyin winked at him, countless ripples in her soft eyes, "Are you really leaving?" ”

"I'm not leaving!" Mo Yuyang shook off Diao Manrong's hand and looked at her coldly, "It's raining so hard outside, you have to find a place, go find it yourself, my wound is not healed, I don't want to get wet." ”

"You're all an excuse!" Diao Manrong said angrily, "Don't think I don't know what you have in mind with this slut!" Don't forget, you're my fiancé! ”

"Don't forget, when you get back, how will you explain my hand?"

"......" Diao Manrong was choked when he boarded, glared at Qingyin unwillingly, and stumbled upstairs, "Slut, why don't you get up and open the door for me!" ”

"Yes." Qingyin endured it and gently dragged Mo Yuyang upstairs.