"...No." Xuanyuan Yao's face was ashen, and it was too late to squeeze out the last two words through his teeth, because the pile of vomit was sprayed on his face without any bias.

What made people even more gnashing of teeth was that after a burst of vomiting, Murong Qianqian rolled her eyes and fainted completely.

Xiao Hei looked at the embarrassed Xuanyuan Yao, bared his teeth and let out a snicker, but then his expression dimmed in the threatening gaze, and his bright big eyes revealed the light of infinite sympathy.

See, Xiao Hei sympathizes with his master.

The two of them arrived at Huadu City, and Murong Qianqian finally woke up completely and comfortably.

The sun is shining brightly and the autumn breeze is blowing.

Murong Qianqian looked at the crowded market, regretting in her heart that this Huadu City really deserves such a poetic and picturesque name.

When she originally heard the name, she guessed that the city should be filled with a sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains and plains. For example, when she traveled to Lugu Lake in Sichuan, the sea of ​​flowers was endless.

It's a pity that apart from a few Gesang flowers at the city gate, she didn't even see any flowers or stars.

She felt a sense of sadness in her heart, but she had already checked into a hotel in a daze, and the waiter at the hotel enthusiastically delivered wine and food to the room.

Because Murong Qianqian was scared to death in the forest this time, she didn't think it was inappropriate for Xuanyuan Yao to ask for a guest room.

On the contrary, she felt that Xuanyuan Yao was rarely considerate and considerate, and she couldn't help but praise in her heart that the Ice Cube Man could still be reasonable sometimes.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yao, who was eating slowly, saw this, as if he understood what she was thinking, and said casually: "I just feel that the expense is not enough."

When the word "traveling" was mentioned, Murong Qianqian felt a muffled sound in her chest, and suddenly said in panic: "Yao Yao, I suddenly remembered something very important. How should I settle this account when the time comes?"

Xuanyuan Yao paused with his chopsticks, then took a chopstick of vegetables from the plate, put it into her bowl, and said calmly: "How do you think it should be tied?"

Murong Qianqian struggled for a while, but after thinking about it, she couldn't find any solution. But it wasn't that she couldn't think of a solution. The main reason was that Xuanyuan Yao asked too much.

If you are not allowed to sell Xiaohei, you can't even let the other party sow seeds. For example, a few days ago, Wang Ermazi, who was selling stinky tofu in a small town in Fengle City, wanted to help his family's mare with a seed, but Xuanyuan Yao didn't.

It's a cold-faced refusal.

But Murong Qianqian felt that Xuanyuan Yao was a bit arbitrary. She had to ask Xiao Hei, the person involved, for this kind of matter. She felt that Xiao Hei was willing.

Because when she suddenly heard Wang Mazi's suggestion, Xiao Hei neighed excitedly, but when Xuanyuan Yao refused, she saw the infinite sadness and resentment in Xiao Hei's eyes.

Hey~ It’s not easy to think about Xiao Hei. An adult Chollima was actually raised by Xuanyuan Yao as a eunuch. It’s really pitiful and pitiful.

Second, she was not allowed to reveal her identity, and she even refused to sell calligraphy and paintings. For example, when she entered the city, she originally begged Xuanyuan Yao to write a calligraphy and then go to a calligraphy and painting shop to pawn it.

This suggestion made both her and Xiao Hei have great hopes, but Xuanyuan Yao only gave her a half-smiling expression, and said with the corner of his lips raised, "Qianqian, why don't you go back to the woods and bake another one?"

How about a taste of pheasant?”

Although Murong Qianqian later learned that the pheasant was just a pheasant, she still vomited out when thinking of the horrific scene and never mentioned it again.

Third, you are not allowed to sell yourself, not even for a laugh. Of course, the selling she is talking about is not Murong Qianqian, but Xuanyuan Yao, the beautiful tree in front of her.

Ever since he was inhabited by people, this guy has been a signature guy, attracting a group of nymphomaniacs to follow him all the way, drooling.

She thinks there is a saying that is good, it can be seen but not touched, it cannot be touched, it doesn't matter if you smile, it doesn't matter, it is really very simple.

But she only dared to linger in her heart with such thoughts, because as long as it came out of her mouth, Xuanyuan Yao would probably beat her to death or cripple her.

After filtering through all the strategies sadly, Murong Qianqian looked at the elegant man opposite with a sad face, and could only sigh.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was normal for my brain to not be very bright when I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back. Maybe I would react faster if I had eaten and drank enough.

Sure enough, after Murong Qianqian had had enough wine and food, her thinking became clearer, and she quickly finalized a plan - thirty-six words, which was the best way to go.

Just as she said, Murong Qianqian found a piece of cloth, then wrapped some leftover pancakes and other things, and then picked up some useful items and put them in her sleeves.

I opened the window and took a look. My mouth opened wide enough to fit two eggs. I felt resentful in my heart. Why did I choose the room on the highest floor? I should have chosen the first floor.

But this height did not affect her determination to escape at all. She tore the quilt on the bed into pieces of cloth and tied them together. After thinking that they were long enough, she tied them to the window.

As he was straddling the package, with one foot on the window and the other leaning down, Xuanyuan Yao came out of the bath and said in shock: "Qianqian, what are you doing?"

Murong Qianqian was startled and jumped out of the window without stepping firmly on her feet. There was a whisper of wind in her ears and her body felt light.

Two tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she suddenly lamented the beauty's fate. Would it look better if she fell on her back and died, or would it look better if she turned over and fell?

After thinking for a moment, she felt that it would look better if she fell down on her back, because at least she could protect her face from being crushed, and she would be a powerful ghost after she died.

Just when he was making a decision, he saw a white robe pressing towards him from his sight. Murong Qianqian was about to cry but had no tears. What would she do if Xuanyuan Yao fell down? Wouldn't it be beyond recognition if Xuanyuan Yao fell down?

When she was worried, Murong Qianqian had not finished shedding two tears when her waist suddenly tightened and her body jumped up. When she looked closely, she had landed in the room.

Xuanyuan Yao straightened his long hair that was wet in the shower, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have grown braver. I didn't scream in fear just now."

Murong Qianqian's feet went weak, and she sat on the floor crying: "I was too scared to scream, and..." She struggled for a moment, "I was thinking about how to fall so that my appearance would not be damaged, and I just didn't have time for a while.

.”

Xuanyuan Yao: "..."

I have seen people who love beauty, but I have never seen anyone who loves beauty like this.

After sitting on the ground for a while, Murong Qianqian finally came back to her senses, looked at Xuanyuan Yao who was wearing a white nightgown and said: "Yao Yao, how can you take a bath?"

Xuanyuan Yao's clothes were a little loose, and his sexy collarbone was exposed at the neckline. He raised his head and said with a half-smile, "Is it possible that Qianqian wants me to wait for you and take a mandarin duck bath together?"
Chapter completed!