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

Of course Yin Nanfeng heard these words and nodded with satisfaction.

"He's a smart guy!"

And on Yin Qiumu's side.

Go to the group and see!

……

……

"are you crazy!"

If it weren't for Wuxie, he would have doubted whether his nine-tailed fox bloodline could passively use the charm skill.

Yin Qiumu packed his luggage and set off for Hangzhou.

Fatty Wang and the young man followed, while Hei Xia Zi went about his business.

Before leaving, Hei Xia Zi blocked Yin Qiumu on the street and handed him a dagger that was exactly the same as his small black and gold dagger.

"Don't use that butterfly knife of yours. You cut your hand last time."

Thinking of the incident in Qinling Mountains, Hei Xia Zi's heart couldn't help but tighten.

What can the young master do? Back then, Yin Anbai had a bad ending. Back then, Yin Anbai felt sorry for his sister Yin Xinyue and was willing to do it.

Not to mention that the young master is a sister-con. For Yin Nanfeng, Hei Xia Zi can even imagine what choice the young master will make.

No...

Yin Qiumu looked at the dagger in curiosity. He had long thought that the weapons of Hei Xia Zi and the young man were very cool, but black gold was extremely rare. Even in the Crescent Hotel, there was less than one pound of it.

Hei Xia Zi couldn't explain where the problem came from, but he stammered.

Yin Qiumu didn't ask any more questions and immediately threw away the pair of butterfly knives and tied the little black gold to his arm.

Hei Xia Zi saw that the young master liked this little black gold very much, and smiled with his head tilted.

"Young Master, do you know what it means for a bannerman to present a sword?"

Yin Qiaomu raised his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Hei Xia Zi suddenly didn't want to talk anymore, he smiled and shook his head "I won't tell you~"

Yin Qiaomu laughed out loud, with curved eyebrows and eyes, "I know now~"

"what?"

"I will not tell you!"

There was a hint of disdain on Yin Qiaomu's face, but there was sincerity in his eyes.

You stinky blind man, love can't be expressed with words. If he can't see the pink bubbles all over the black blind man's body, then there must be something wrong.

Hei Xiazi put his hands on his waist and said, "Young Master, I will give you a Mongolian knife someday."

Yin Qiaomu snorted, turned around and left, waving his hand without looking back, "No money!"

Hei Xiazi looked at his back as he left and said, "You can't do this without paying me!"

He couldn't bring the dagger with him on a plane, so as a law-abiding citizen, the young master made a phone call and arranged a private plane.

When we arrived at the airport, Fatty Wang's eyes lit up and he came close to touch things.

"Oh my goodness! When I shine the flashlight into my eyes, they light up!"

"This is too rich!"

Fatty Wang took selfies with his camera and greeted the young man and Yin Qiumu.

"Come on! Let's take a picture together. This will add another chapter to Fatty's glorious story!"

There were three people, with Yin Qiumu in the middle, making a "yeah" gesture with Fatty Wang. Only the young man had his hands in his pockets.

They both turned their heads and said, "Hands up!"

The young man helplessly raised his index finger with a look of disgust.

Fatty Wang put down the camera and turned to look at Yin Qiumu.

"Please take care of this little brother. He is already cool enough, why is he trying so hard to be cool?"

Yin Qiumu couldn't hold it in and coughed twice.

"Hey Fatty, you could actually be more careful and not be so straightforward."

The young man was very satisfied. He curled the corners of his mouth and made a "yeah" gesture.

Fatty Wang smiled like an auntie and took the photo with a click.

When turning around to get on the plane, Fatty Wang, who was walking at the end, was smiling happily.

I hit it! I hit it! Who in my family understands?

Watch the sugar-spreading from the first perspective!

Fatty Wang is a staunch supporter of the Lingmu CP. Ever since the last time he visited the Xisha underwater tomb, and saw how attentive the young man disguised as Zhang Baldy was to Yin Qiumu, he fell in love with them.

After getting on the plane, the young man took the opportunity to stare at Yin Qiumu's hands in a daze.

Yin Qiumu was using a satellite phone to send a message, instructing Luo Que to solve the problem that Jie Laowu mentioned.

It’s a bit difficult to deal with the government, but there are bound to be some bumps and bruises in this business.

He is still the young man who unswervingly follows the socialist path and firmly implements the party's political construction.

Law-abiding good citizen

"What's going on with this Luo Que..."

Fatty Wang looked at the little brother and Yin Qiumu with an auntie smile on his face.

It's so good! The little brother stared at me in a daze.

Yin Qiaomu felt two hot gazes, "Brother, it's fine! Why are you staring at me, Fatty Wang?"

And he smiles so pervertedly!

"Fatty, why are you looking at me like that? And you're smiling so pervertedly!"

Fatty Wang chuckled twice and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I just think you two are very pleasing to the eye!"