Chapter 175 First acquaintance with Cloud City (episode)

He didn't look at the panicked figure in his sight, slowly twitched the brocade handkerchief from his sleeves, and gently wiped the hand that had just pinched the figure. At once, it is extremely slow and powerful. Think carefully about the man's words just now: Don't cause trouble in the range of cloud upstairs?

"I got it, so what?" He raised his eyebrows and whispered invisibly. After lifting a person's force with one hand just now, there was no disorder in his breathing. Wide sleeves turned over, and the Jinpa was no longer in the pale and slender hands.

Looking back, the figure is not there, and there is only a few meters away from the pool of scarlet flowers...

What blocked your sight and looked up? Isn't it the handkerchief that wiped the hand just now?!

What kind of person is? When he left in the blink of an eye, he did not disturb the falling brocade, allowing it to slowly fall with its own trajectory and folds...

In that box, in the crowd, two thin and uncoordinated figures are struggling to squeeze from the seams to the side road...

"It's finally out." Holding the corner of the wall, I heard a laborious shout before I could breathe...

"Bend...Bend..."

Huh?" Do you want to be so stupid?" Dongfang was helpless and pulled out Dongfang Yin, who was stuck in the seam of the man.

"If I had known it, I would have entered the city later." After enough rest, Dongfang Yin complained helplessly.

"I guess there will be more people later. Maybe I can't even stay in the inn now..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by an emotionless voice: "Why are you sitting here?"

"Love your cousin?!"

Looking at the condescending cold figure in front of him, Dongfang rose up and exclaimed. Dongfang seemed to pull out his buzzing ears and asked in the emotional tone of Dongfang: "Don't you see that you just squeezed out?"

As soon as the words fell, he received two cold and helpless eyes. Dongfang looked cold: "It seems that I have done bad things with good intentions."

"What are you talking about?" Dongfang Yin saw that Dongfang was not going to open his mouth and asked with a smile.

"I wanted to say that the inn has been booked, but looking at you, I don't think you need it?" Although the words were answered, his eyes stared at the east.

When Dongfang heard this, he was secretly annoyed, and then smiled shyly: "What did your cousin say? How can anyone in the world not want to sleep comfortably? I guess that person is also hot for a while." Dongfangyin, who saw this scene, and smiled stiffly: "Well, cousin, please lead the way."

"Bend, your face becomes so fast!" Someone is still in shock.

Dong was gloomy and ran to his forehead. Then he heard a cry of pain and disdainfully explained, "I'm not trying to sleep comfortably. As the saying goes, it's called bending and stretching. What do you know, idiot?

"Hmm." Seeing the person who was still struggling, Dongfang's century-old cold face finally loosened after hearing Dongfang's sophistry. Then he hid and stepped forward to lead the way for the two of them.

Looking at Dongfang's straight purple figure in front of him, Dongfang muttered directly. I really can't figure out where she suddenly came out all the way. Neuropathy is nothing more than that...

Just when Dongfang was thinking blindly, the steps under her feet had turned around, and in a blink of an eye, she arrived at the inn in her mouth. But suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him, Dongfang just wanted to shout: It's nothing more than that. This is not an inn. It's obviously a vegetable market!

Dongfang Yin took the lead in finding something wrong with her and helped Dongfang to worry and ask, "Bending, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so white? Oh, no, so blue. Is it's black now?"

The Oriental in front of him exclaimed, and he saw this 'second-hand' scene in a blink of an eye. The century-old cold face was also a little unbearable and twitched: the face like a palette was obviously angered by his dull appearance.

"Bend, what are you looking for?" Once again, I was surprised that Dongfang suddenly improved, inexplicably.

"Cousin, where are the others?" Dongfang didn't answer and asked Dongfang about his love. She would not be sentimental that the lonely cousin in front of her would only book a room for the two of them.

The latter didn't care about her doubts and went straight into the inn without knowing it.

"Ah. She is really a personal cousin, isn't she?

Looking at Dongfang, who is obviously shorter than himself, facing himself with his small elbow, the smiling expression on his face... It makes Dongfang Yin have an impulse to knead it...

"Bend, you are so cute." At that moment, her heart changed her heart and smiled with her hands rubbing on her face.

Go to hell! Bang!

After hearing the sound, he turned around and saw Dongfang Yin lying on the roadside stall. Dongfang's cold face was slightly distorted: violence came from this.

Cloud Inn...

By the way, just when Dongfang was impatiently waiting, Dongfang Yue and others entered the inn with big bags. Why did Dongfanglu wait for them?

"Linger, have you had dinner yet?"

Seeing that Dongfang's face was a little dark, Murong Xi wanted to resolve the momentary embarrassment from his sister, so he inquired in detail. After listening to this, Murong Lun's head was down, but at the thought of the reason why he didn't eat, he immediately became energetic. He took the big bag on the table and displayed it in front of Murong Xi: "Although there are many people in this cloud city, there are all kinds of strange things. Look! This is our harvest all afternoon.

Murong Xi sighed and took away the things in his sister's hand and said helplessly, "Then do you know we have something else to do?"

When he caught a glimpse of his brother's appearance, Murong Ling walked around his heart. Thinking about it carefully, I almost forgot the purpose of coming here. I was quite embarrassed to spit out my pink tongue and shook Murong Xi's arm and acted coquettishly: "Brother Xi, shall we go now?"

"You are not tired, but the lord of the city wants to rest. Besides, haven't you all had dinner yet? How can you see the owner of the city all the way? Let's wait for tomorrow.

"Thank you, Brother Xi, let's go back to the room first. Amber, you take the things." Murong Ling's delicate body swirled and waved to the amber teasing black sesame, and her tone could not be refused.

"Why me?" Although the innocent Amber asked this question, as a man with connotation, he still lamented and became a porter.

"I've been wandering all afternoon, and I'm exhausted. I'll take a break before I go back to my room." Dongfang Yue shook her fan and waved her hand. Finally, she said to Dongfang Yin, "Xiaoyin, pour me a glass of water for my sister."

"Oh..." Looking at his hand and his dark face, he was puzzled: "Bending?"

After glancing at the innocent Dongfang Yin, he immediately turned his face into an innocent smile, picked up the tea on the table and walked to Dongfang Yue, obediently and bowed: "Third sister, moisten your throat."

Dongfang Yue, who had been wandering all afternoon, looked contemptuously at Dongfang in a strange posture, and hummed softly between her nose, which was a smile. But surprisingly, he didn't say anything more and waved his hand to let Dongfang go. The latter nodded along the meaning. When he turned around, he glanced at the celadon cup in Dongfang Yue's hand and pulled a deep smile on his lips.