Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Yin Qiaomu had a gloomy face. He pulled Wuxie aside and asked Fatty Wang to hug Wuxie and beat him up.

"Ahem! Fatty! It's me!"

Are you kidding? How could Fatty Wang not know it was Wuxie? Otherwise, how could he have beaten Xiao Qiao?

They all agreed not to mention this matter, after all, it was too ridiculous.

Originally, Yin Qiumu had planned to go to Zhang's ancient building after dinner.

But the young man shook his head: "No."

Wuxie didn't want to go either. He was deeply terrified by everything in his dream.

The Zhang family's ancient building buried Pan Zi, Old Lady Huo, and him.

The Zhang family's ancient building was gone but there was no return, so the fat man, who was afraid of tattoos, carved a map on his belly with his fingernails.

Wuxie glanced at the fat man eating snail noodles. He had never belonged to the Nine Gates. He was both out of the matter and in dire straits.

He could have left the swamp, but he was willing to stay in it, just because they were brothers.

He cut flesh for Mumu, knelt down for himself, and carved a map for the little brother.

Wuxie himself was frightened by every single thing.

How much friendship and faith does this require?

"Hey! I'm so naive. Even though I'm still pretty, you can't stare at me like that, can you?!"

"I have a home now!"

Wu Xie rolled his eyes and said, "You'll die if you say less insulting things!"

"Tsk! I thought you liked married men, that's quite heavy!"

“Roll, roll, roll!”

Watching them playing, the young man lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles.

Yin Qiumu was slurping the snail noodles and bean curd sheets.

"Brother! Do you like to eat yuba?"

Yin Qiaomu extended his chopsticks to him and said, "All for you, all for you!"

Hei Xiazi poked the bowl with his chopsticks angrily: "Biased eyes! Biased eyes!"

"What a good boy, unlike you who is always so energetic!"

Hei Xiazi sighed, "You don't understand this, young master! My dream since I was a child is to be a hard-working cow!"

Yin Qiaomu frowned and corrected: "Be a hard-working person, right?"

Fatty Wang chuckled: "I understand, I understand! Be a hard-working ox and plow the land diligently every day."

Hei Xia Zi and Wang Pang Zi looked at each other and laughed.

Yin Qiumu was so disgusted that he lowered his head and continued to slurp noodles.

Fatty Wang cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I've had a wish since I was a kid!"

Wu Xie raised his head: "Whatever your wish is, maybe Mu Mu can make it come true for you. He is a wishing tree."

Yin Qiumu also raised his head and listened. It was just a normal wish. It would be nice to have money.

"My wish is to be a female pilot."

Wu Xie's mouth twitched: "These are two wishes..."

It’s true. I’ve known Fatty for so many years, but I still think he’s amazing.

Wuxie's face looked very dirty when he cursed, but Yin Qiumu took it seriously.

"Okay Fatty, it's just a female pilot, a trip to Thailand will take care of everything!"

Fatty Wang squeezed his legs together: "Xiao Qiao, you are so mean!"

"You've been corrupted by your innocence!"

"What does it have to do with me? I'm really convinced!"

Hei Xiazi remained silent, which made the young man look at him.

If a blind man doesn't make any sound, he must be doing something strange, or he is going to make you suffer a big disaster!

Hei Xia Zi reached into Wu Xie's pocket stealthily.

Wuxie's coat was draped on the chair, and he sat next to Wuxie. It was the perfect time, place, and people!

The young man narrowed his eyes and turned his head.

I didn't see the bottle...

Just when the black blind man was in his grasp, Wu Xie saw the evil grin of the big black rat out of the corner of his eye.

He just silently laughed at Hei Xia Zi in his heart for a while.

Just pretend you don’t know and continue talking to Fatty Mumu.

Hei Xia Zi opened the wallet with great anticipation and found that the contents were cleaner than his face.

The next second, he heard Wuxie's voice.

"Hey! Why is my wallet here with you?"

He covered his mouth again: "Where's my bank card? Where's my 1,000 yuan cash?!"

"Blind man! You're going too far!"

"Oh! Mumu, I'm poor to begin with. Hei Ye has so much money, but I'm the only one who's truly poor!"

"I'm in this state, and he still takes my money!"

Wuxie lay on Yin Qiumu's shoulder and acted as the first to complain.

Hei Xia Zi was dumbfounded: "He is slandering me! He is slandering me!"

Humph, little Black Lord, I have no control over you!

Finally, it was Yin Qiumu who agreed to give three days of Hei Xia Zi's half moon to Wu Xie.

He was compensated with a card and 10,000 yuan in cash before he stopped.

The black bear seemed to be stunned, with lifeless eyes.

Three days! What can you do in three days! You can do a lot!

Damn old green tea! Old white lotus!