Dressed as Jackie Chan Aotian, countless big guys are vying to be my dog ​​licker

Xie Wangyan wanted to say something more, but he felt Yun Yiyan pat his waist.

So he understood and pushed Yun Yiyan away——

"You don't let me go, but I insist on going!"

He looked angry as he spoke, as if he was about to leave, but Yun Yiyan immediately held his hand.

"?" Isn't this in the script?

Xie Yanyan was stunned for a second, but he still shook off Yun Yiyan's hand, "It's obviously me who won the lottery." He said as he shook off Yun Yiyan, and then came to Sang Wuming's side in a flash, " City Lord, I will go with you."

Yun Yiyan glanced at his hand that was slapped away. Even though he knew that all this was a pre-arranged performance, he felt a little emotion in his heart... He shouldn't have grabbed Xie Yanyan just now, nor should he have stretched out his hand, but But his hand was a step faster than his reaction. Seeing the other person's back trying to push him away, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person.

Yun Yiyan retracted his outstretched hand and squeezed it tightly.

But I still remember my own personality——

"That's fine."

He laughed mockingly, "If you leave, don't come back."

After saying that, he didn't care about Sang Wuming over there and waved his sleeves to leave the city lord's mansion.

Sang Wuming stood in front and motioned to the attendant holding the lamp to lead Yun Yiyan. However, none of the monks present expected to see such a big show, and there was almost no other sound in the entire courtyard.

Xie Yanyan still had an angry expression. He stood next to Sang Wuming, somewhat confused about the depth of this person.

Sang Wuming didn't look at him, he just smiled and said to the others, "Everyone worked hard today, and the next game will be held in three days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the attendants who had just left appeared again with lamps, and then led everyone slowly out of the huge city lord's mansion.

It wasn't until all the invited monks left that Sang Wuming looked at Xie Wangyan aside -

"...Sang originally had good intentions." Sang Wuming looked apologetic.

Xie Yanyan folded his arms and said nothing, as if he hadn't recovered from the anger of the quarrel just now... Mainly, he didn't know what he should say, so he just pretended to be like this.

Sang Wuming seemed to have a good temper.

At this time, there was a maid holding a lamp standing beside the two of them. It was the maid who had previously calculated the Jade Gardenia points for Xie Wayan. Without Sang Wuming opening his mouth, she leaned down slightly and took Sang Wuming and Xie Wayan with her. Go to the other side of the courtyard.

……

After walking for who knows how long, the two finally came to a courtyard full of jacarandas.

The courtyard full of jacarandas was like a summer dream. Xie Wangyan was just surprised that this flower fairy city did not seem like a place where jacarandas could bloom, but the moment he walked into the courtyard, he felt the warm atmosphere. .

He looked up in surprise and found Sang Wuming beside him stopped.

"The spiritual veins are here."

He said and looked at the maid beside him.

The maid clearly led Xie Wangyan into the courtyard.

Xie Wangyan looked back at Sang Wuming, who was standing motionless, and saw Sang Wuming standing under the jacaranda. There were hanging lanterns in the courtyard, and under the tree full of blue and purple flowers, Sang Wuming Ming stood there, surrounded by the dim light of candlelight.

Standing there, it seemed like a painting.

Sang Wuming noticed the expression on Xie Wangyan's head and asked, "Is there something inappropriate?"

Although he said this, he did not move and seemed not to follow.

In fact, Xie Yanyan also knew that he should leave with the maid honestly at this moment and live in this courtyard with peace of mind - but he also knew that even if he lived in the city lord's mansion, the chance of meeting Sang Wuming would be very few.

After all, the other party is an out-of-body monk and a high-ranking city lord.

And his current identity is just the concubine of an unknown monk...

Wanting to find out if this person was the person he met at the tea stall, and also wanting to know Sang Wuming's purpose, Xie Wangyan admitted that he was a little impulsive, but he still spoke directly——

"Won't the city lord come together?"

He tilted his head and looked at Sang Wuming, "I thought the city lord would accompany me in to take a look."

The maid next to him wanted to say something, but Sang Wuming raised her hand to stop her. She faced the falling jacaranda petals, walked up to Xie Wangyan, and stretched out her hand.

The maid on the side handed over the lantern in her hand.

Then he bowed and left quietly.

Sang Wuming was holding the lamp that had just illuminated the two of them. There was only one lamp between the two of them. The monks had extremely good eyesight, let alone an out-of-body monk like Sang Wuming - even if Neither of them held up a lamp and walked in a dark environment, but it didn't affect them at all.

But Sang Wuming was holding the lamp.

Along with his movements, the flickering candlelight illuminated Xie Wangyan's blond hair at this time.

Sang Wuming's eyes were very indifferent. He stretched out his hand - Xie Wangyan did not avoid it - and took off the veil on Xie Wangyan's face.

Skin like snow, eyes like a cat, and lips that smile before saying a word.

Sang Wuming held the veil in his hand and said, "It seems that your goal is not to be a little girl."

He asked knowingly.

Xie Wangyan wished he could roll his eyes. He smiled at Sang Wuming and said, "Of course my goal is the City Lord's Mansion."

Sang Wuming didn't respond to this. He held the veil in one hand and the lamp in the other. "The spiritual veins in this yard are of many benefits to cultivation." He did not take over Xie Wangyan's words, as if he was just A host is introducing the decor of his home to visitors.

Xie Huanyan found that Sang Wuming was harder to see through than anyone he had known before.

He was a little unsure in his heart, but he still followed the other person slowly and walked over...

Sang Wuming began to introduce him to the spiritual veins in the yard, the size and layout of the room, and who he could go to if something happened. Of course, he also introduced his daughter.

He only said that his daughter, named Yue'er, was frail and sick, so if possible, he hoped not to marry far away.

Sang Wuming talked a lot, as if an old father was entrusting his daughter with life.

Xie Yanyan didn't know whether the other party was too rich or just too good at pretending. The meaning behind what he just said was so obvious that Sang Wuming seemed to have no idea at all. He was introducing his daughter as if he was a good person. People would like to give a TOEFL test to themselves right away.

He walked behind Sang Wuming.

Because he used the bone-shrinking technique, he was now much shorter than Sang Wuming, and he could only see the other's back.

——The figure is pretty good.

Xie Wangyan stared at Sang Wuming's back and thought, the broad shoulders and narrow waist were very different from the old man he originally expected.

At this moment, Sang Wuming suddenly stopped.

He held the lamp in his hand and pointed to the room next to him, "This is the bedroom."

Xie Wangyan looked at Sang Wuming who turned his head, "Do you really think I'm suitable for Yue'er?" He pointed at himself, "Me?"

Sang Wuming looked at him, "Why not?" He came closer and quickly took off the decoration on Xie Yanyan's neck that was covering his Adam's apple.

Realizing that the other party had discovered his identity, Xie Yanyan shouted in his heart that it was bad.

But Sang Wuming just used his thumb to gently knead his Adam's apple that was sliding up and down due to nervousness——

"Why not?" Sang Wuming smiled half-heartedly, "Isn't the raccoon slave a man?"