In the eyes of the disciples, she is not the same as herself, she only cultivates wholeheartedly, then Gu Qingcheng is definitely a good person and a good destination.

She has been so bitter in the first half of her life, and she will always be happy in the future!

Inside the house, Weng Ran was drinking tea without knowing the taste, using his expressionless face to hide his embarrassment, his eyes slightly rubbed the rim of the cup, and fell on the man's face like a thief, only thinking that this was a good skin, too, how could there be such a good-looking person in an ordinary teahouse, and he could still call casually in the middle of the night.

It's just that this person has a breezy appearance, and he is not ordinary than a cultivator, and he actually does this, which is really unseemly, but such a person listens to the boss's words, as if the business is not very good.

Then what kind of immortals do the other people in this building have to be?

"Girl, although it is a soothing tea, it is not advisable to drink too much late at night, the girl is in the wrong place, but there is a reluctant request, can the girl spend the night, it will only cost you a little more silver." ”

Weng Ran put down the teacup, "Why?"

"The girl came in the middle of the night, but left in the night, and tomorrow I will make others laugh again. The man smiled helplessly, "Actually, I'm used to being laughed at, but my ears are always tortured and I can't be quiet." ”

Weng Ran wanted to refuse, his mouth was open, but after thinking about it, where would he go back if he left here?

Go back to the courtyard of the Wu Pavilion, did they sleep in the photo?

What do you ask yourself, and how do you explain it?

As soon as he thought of this, Weng Ran's heart became annoyed again, he was at ease when he came, and he was afraid that he would not succeed!

"Okay. ”

The man looked at Weng Ran happily, but he didn't expect her to really agree, it seems that he doesn't like himself, this is really a good person, he was not mistaken, he didn't instruct himself to make tea, he silently watched and drank, he was really a gentle and kind person.

"Come with me, girl. ”

Weng Ran looked upstairs in surprise, "Upstairs?"

"The girl can't sit here with me until dawn, I have candied fruit in my room, just to relieve the bitterness of this tea. The man got up as he spoke, and looked at Weng Ran with a smile.

Weng Ran is difficult to ride a tiger.

Biting his upper lip, he almost sighed and said, "Okay." ”

"Thank you, girl, come with me. The man left his seat, lifted the curtains, waited for Weng Ran to walk out, and then chased after Weng Ran in two steps, led the way in front, and went up the steps covered with thick blankets, and his bare feet entered Weng Ran's eyes.

Then Weng Ran immediately looked away, not to be rude.

As the man went up to the third floor, he walked to the innermost room, where the man was already open to welcome guests.

Weng Ran took a deep breath and entered.

The room was normal, Weng Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down at the table, there was indeed a plate of candied fruit on the table, and one of them was half bitten.

The man's hand broke into his eyes and took the half of the candied fruit, "Girl, you can do whatever you want, you don't have to be restrained." ”

After speaking, the man yawned, and his eyes widened with some apologetic efforts, "I'm not sleepy, if the girl is sleepy, go to the bed to rest, I'll go change the bed." ”

"No, you can sleep. ”

But the man did not leave, "How can there be a guest sitting alone, but I am asleep." ”

The corners of Weng Ran's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, "I'm unreasonable, I just do what I want, since I'm a guest, I tell you to go to sleep." ”

The man's left and right feet were secretly fighting, and he stood for a while, seeing that Weng Ran was still staring at the plate of candied fruit, but there was nothing in his eyes, so he didn't continue to insist, "That girl, I'm going to sleep, if you need it, call me at any time." ”

The man got into bed, lay down straight, and after a while, his breathing became long.

Weng Ran extinguished the candle in the lampshade, and the whole room was darkened, only the faint light from the outside came in, and he didn't lose his fingers.

The person sitting in the chair did not move.

It was like this for a long time, and after a long time, the person in the bed turned over.

The person on the chair sighed leisurely, and with a movement, she had an extra piece of clothing in her hand, placed on her legs, and was gently stroking the dress at this time, and the person on the bed turned over again, facing outward, and slept very unsteadily.

Then he woke up very suddenly, his expression was clear, not like he had just woken up from his sleep, "Girl, the dress in your hand is very beautiful." ”

Weng Ran's movements paused for a moment and then stopped, and then the dress was gone.

"Girl, did I say the wrong thing? ”

"No, the dress is really beautiful. ”

"Girl, don't you sleep?

"You don't sleep well. ”

"I've always slept lightly. The man said and lay back, no longer continuing to look at Weng Ran, but staring at the top of the bed, "Girl, you have a lot of unhappy things, I can feel it." ”

"You know why your business is bad. ”

The man laughed, "Because I have a way of refusing customers, and I have a way to make people I don't like if I don't like them." ”

"And what do you live on?"

"I rely on the people I like, like girls, although life is a little poor, but at least I feel comfortable. ”

"It's dawn, it's time for me to leave. ”

Weng Ran got up as he spoke, and the man hurriedly got out of bed, "Girl, you don't know my name yet, next time you come, how to find me." ”

"Let's just say that the worst one in making tea. Weng Ran had already pushed the door out.

When she walked out of the gate of Yin Huanju, against the faint light of the sky, she couldn't move when she saw the photo of the disciple standing under the tree opposite.

I took a picture and looked at her, and then looked at the sky, and really stayed overnight!

Distraught turned, "Gone." ”