Once again, I stared at the dream man who was lying in bed and said that his smile was so sweet, so holy and so elegant that he could regenerate his blasphemy.
With a trace of nostalgia, he gently pushed the door.
……
The next morning, Liu Qingyan touched his head and sat up in bed.
Seeing that she was lying in a strange bed in a strange environment, she woke up immediately, and hurriedly checked that her body seemed to be in good condition … This just relieved her.
Recalling the collapse of her wine table, she patted her head hard. "Am I crazy? I cann’t believe I drank so much wine Ah, ah, ah, it’s really embarrassing, but how can I live in this room? "
A clever man turned over from the bed, cut a messy broken hair according to the dresser, rinsed his mouth and ran out of the room at once.
The aisle bumped into the bartender who was cleaning the shop.
He smiled obsequiously. "Hey, Miss Liu, are you awake?"
"yeah!" Qingyan a sullen "I ask you how I I went back to my room last night? How come I don’t remember at all? "
"Hey, hey," the bartender giggled. "Miss Liu, you walked home by yourself last night, didn’t you remember?"
"Uh …" Qingyan was speechless, and her big eyes flashed like two bells, driving her long eyelashes to blink for several times. She tilted her head and just thought for a long time and couldn’t remember the scene last night.
I knocked on my forehead and sighed naively. I just wanted to go back to the house, but suddenly I remembered something. I quickly ran to my room, pushed the door, packed the package and looked at the valuables inside, but everything was not missing.
Shrugging his shoulders, Qingyan smiled stupidly. "Who cares? Forget it and forget it. Be careful not to drink so much wine again."
She packed her bags and prepared her way, but as soon as she got to the door of the store, she was pulled by the bartender.
"Hey, miss, haven’t you checked out yet?"
"What?" Qingyan was taken aback and then frowned and looked at the sly bartender. She said grumpily, "Didn’t you say someone packed this store last night? How can you ask me for money? "
"Hey, hey," the bartender said with a silly smile, "Yes, that guest official did package the inn, but he hasn’t paid yet! Hey hey, look at this. Hey hey, there are one hundred and twenty silver. Hey hey … "
Qingyan can’t help but gasp for one hundred and twenty taels of silver! That’s not a small sum of money. She didn’t bring so much silver with her when she traveled simply, except for some loose silver and precious jewelry.
She was suddenly a little upset, and her scalp was followed by pins and needles. She was in big trouble, and her feelings were a scam! They dragged people to the store alive and then beat them up with a knife! This kind of ruffian playing dirty shop really makes people talk to the extreme!
The original or what noble people secretly help themselves in Zherong turned out to be a dream.
Qing Yan roared in his heart, Nima! I’ve never seen such a tunnel before! Are you and I easy to bully?
Anger rises from the heart, and evil turns to bravery.
She suddenly reached out and pointed "yi? See what that is? " While the bartender turned to Qingyan and gave him a kick in the crotch.
"ah!" ……
The mournful cry still lingers in your ears. Qingyan has long since wandered away from the stable, pulled out his little white pony, shook off the reins and stepped on the saddle, and turned over.
The original constitution is weak, and her intense form of coercion has actually stimulated her physical potential. This set of turning over is neat and just like an "old bird" posture! It is by no means a rookie on horseback at the beginning of yesterday.
Whip hard on the horse’s back, smoke Qing Yan and drink "drive" and leave.
After running out of the miles, no one chased her, and she breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was still nervous and scared, and her palms were full of sweat.
With the relaxation of emotions, you have an indescribable sense of refreshment. It seems quite exciting to eat the overlord’s meal and then hit people to escape … Why don’t we do it later?
Inn bartender a face of sorrow touching his injured things that complain bitterly "er ya, I said, guest officer, how come your friend Miss Liu is so tough? It’s easy to hit people. You see, you’ve already paid for it. Why do you have to ask me to do this? You, you are not adding chaos to me? "
A white robe was swaying in the morning, and the bearer gave him a look of expression and threw it to Xiao Er with a piece of broken silver. "Since secretly taking care of her will make her feel burdened and make her drunk, then I will do this thankless thing again? Let her mistake it for hitting the wall once. The 135th Mystery Man (3)
Qing Yan galloped all the way west through the towns, and she didn’t have much rest along the way. At noon, a shop bought several dog-ignored bags, drank a few mouthfuls of tea and hurried on.
At night, she once again rushed into a small town-Xinkang.
The sight of Xinkang Town is almost the same as that of Shucheng. When she arrived at Sun Mountain, she could hardly find a shop. She rode around the city for a long time before she found an inn.
It is also a monopoly exclusive operation, which makes Qingyan feel concerned. Finally, he is legally determined to walk into the front of this store, pause at the door of the store, and a shop assistant will smile.
"Aye, honored guest, honored guest! Come on, let it inside … "
Xiao er’s word "please" was abruptly interrupted by Qingyan before he could say it. "I’m not a distinguished guest. My name is Liu …"
"Er" Xiao Er stared blankly and immediately smiled "I didn’t say your surname is Liu. Are you a tip-off or a hotel guest?"
Qingyan left the pie mouth "where can I go if I don’t stay at the hotel so late? Is there a good wing? "
"Is there a guest officer inside?"
Turn over the horse and put the reins on the door of the store. Qing Yan carefully looked around the store and found that the dining table inside was also sparsely seated by several customers. This made some people feel comfortable to follow the bartender into the restaurant.
Xiao er stole a beautiful speech and secretly shouted, and then asked weakly, "What’s your name, miss?"