Gong Yang Diao Diao tried his best to avoid other people's sight and went all the way to find Tang Jiaren. The lobby was in chaos, and at first glance, it looked like a drunken and dreaming of death.

Gong Yang Diao Diao was anxious, afraid that the beauty would leave here. He wanted to stand at a high place and shouted the name that became hotter in his chest, but he was afraid that it would attract villains, which would be detrimental to the beauty.

It was when I was extremely anxious that my mind was filled with inspiration and I remembered what Yu Qianqiong had said to me-"I know it was you. This robe is mine."

Recalling a little, Yu Qianqiong was wearing a red robe when he accompanied Han Xiao to search for the assassin. However, after returning from the Sixth Prince, he changed his robe and... there was a small footprint on his chest that was not very obvious.

Yu Qianqiong has many red robes. They look roughly the same, but there are many differences in details. If the same is the same, it is the fabric. He likes fabrics that are as smooth as silky as a cicada's wings. When it comes to softness, the materials used by the bride to make wedding dresses are in line with them. But the fabrics are thick and have no effect of flowing water. Therefore, Yu Qianqiong's red robes that look no more colorful are indeed good materials woven from silk, commonly known as "Yunjin Tianlai".

The red robe that the beauty wore just now was obviously Yu Qianqiong's "Yun Jin Tianlai"!

It was him who was blinded by his eyes. The more anxious he was to find a beautiful woman, the more confused he was in his eyes, and he couldn't tell the truth.

Gong Yang Diao Diao was calm and told himself that this would not work. You must calm down. Only by taking the steadfastness of being a doctor can you find a beautiful woman.

Gong Yang Diao Diao said intimately: Seeing the beauty, she should be preparing to go downstairs secretly to avoid everyone's sight and do something. What should she do? Oh, no, let's change her idea, why is she dressed like that?

The shoes were obviously much bigger and should belong to men. The robe was Yu Qianqiong's. When she picked up the shoes, a black gauze was exposed under the red robe, and her calf appeared through the black...

That's right! She's a dancer!

Tang Jiaren is the dancer!

There was only one dancer who made Yu Qianqiong nervous, and that was Miss Xiaguang.

Gong Yang Diao Diao stopped a dancer and asked, "Where is Xia Guang staying?"

When the dancer saw him having a greasy face, he thought he was a new waiter and pointed at him, "Come to count by the stairs, and the third room is."

Yang Diao Diao nodded slightly and rushed towards Xia Guang's room with great strides. There were always people blocking the way on the road, which was annoying. Although it was not far away, Yang Diao Diao finally came to Xia Guang's door. He seemed very nervous, as if he was about to push open a door about life and death. He wanted to adjust his breathing and knock on the door, but his eagerness was like a war drum, urging him to rush to the battlefield.

No more hesitation, just push the door and enter.

Knocking on the door? The kind of thing that needs to be waited is no longer within his consideration.

The door opened in response to the sound, but there was no one.

Even though I was very disappointed, I decided to wait a moment.

Yang Diao Diao walked into the house and closed the door, not wanting those outside who were seeking pleasure to peek at everything in the house. To him, this was the beautiful woman's room, and no one could blaspheme. Although he knew in his heart that this room might not make any sense to the beautiful woman.

The decorations in the house are very simple and there is not even a single precious thing. The bed is a little messy, with the two corners of the quilt tied to the bed posts and hanging on the wall.

Yang Diao Diao took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, unbuttoned the two corners of the quilt, then got out of the bed, put on his shoes, and began to make the bed for the beauty.

He was very careful and seemed to want to smooth out every wrinkle. It was because of this carefulness that he found a stack of silver notes stuffed into the pillow.

Gong Yang Diao Diao opened the silver bill and looked carefully, his eyes gradually became wet. He tampered with his own silver bill, which was a little yellow dyed with yellow lotus. It seemed unintentional, but in fact it was full of lovesickness.

He missed her, time and time again.

She is the old woman in the Baba Tower and the glaring Vajra Mask.

She was his obsession. He pursued it hard, dared not give up a slight opportunity, and even wanted to magnify every possible detail. The result was that he turned around and walked away from her several times. He turned his thoughts into a slender thread, tightly wrapped around his neck, almost suffocating.

He's just a fool!

Yang Diao Diao held the silver notes, crying and laughing, and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

In the hall, when Miss Xiaguang saw Yu Qianqiong and others reaching the second floor, she was afraid that someone would look into the distance by looking at her, so she immediately got up from the ground and walked towards the house secretly.

When she pushed open the door, she saw the man in a tender pink robe facing her back, holding her silver note, and laughing silently! Look at her shoulders trembling, and they were almost disintegrating!

There are not many things that can make Tang Jiaren serious. First, the majesty of the Tang Sect cannot be violated. In other words, no one is allowed to bully the Tang Sect; second, no one can stop her loving food and her enthusiasm for tasting food. Today, she realized that there was a third. Third, no one was allowed to touch her silver bill!

The anger that a person bursts out instantly is fatal.

Without hesitation, Tang Jiaren raised her fist and smashed it down on the back of Gong Yang Diao Diao's head! If you dare to steal her silver notes, you must prepare the coffin first!

Tang Jiaren actually left a little behind this. She couldn't really kill the person, but she couldn't let her live without death. It's necessary to peel off the skin without death.

Gong Yang Diao Diao was so excited that he didn't notice that someone had entered the room. Of course, it was not so easy to detect it with his martial arts cultivation.

When a strong wind came from behind his head, his heart trembled. He knew it would be bad, but he didn't even have a chance to dodge. He faced the darkness and fell on the cold ground. The silver notes in his hand were raised up because of his attempt to make resistance. After he fell to the ground, the silver notes fell one after another.

Tang Jiaren reached out to catch a silver note, held it in her hand, shook, and said, "Your coma is also passionate enough with this rain of silver note." She curled her lips, "If it were exchanged for silver, it would kill you, a greedy person!"

When Tang Jiaren scolds others, she will not leave any effort. After all, she has not exercised her muscles recently, and she is still idle even if she has some strength.

Tang Jiaren bent down, picked up her silver notes, and held them in her hand was really satisfied.

As soon as she reached out to see the man's face, she heard a knock on the door and tentatively said, "Miss Xiaguang?"

Tang Jiaren knew that she was calling herself, so she simply stood up and kicked Yang Diao Diao into the bed, then asked, "What's the matter?"

The door was gently pushed open, and a girl smiled at Tang Jiaren and bowed.

Tang Jiaren looked a little familiar with the girl, just like the real owner of the house, the real girl Xiaguang.

The little girl said, "Miss Xiaguang, I am the girl who is responsible for dressing you. Girls can call me a beautiful woman."

Tang Jiaren's mouth twitched, and she squeezed out a smile.
Chapter completed!