Love is indeed a magical thing.

Jackson, who is usually silent and cherishes words like gold, actually said in the next ten minutes what he found and what the proprietress had, at least sixty advantages, and I was speechless.

To be honest, apart from being domineering and strong, I don't see the third advantage of the boss lady.

This may be in the eyes of a lover.

"She's simply. It's perfect," Jackson reveled, and suddenly, he turned to me and asked, "Did you say?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then turned to a serious and serious way: "En. Yes, I completely agree with you. ”

The experience of my previous life taught me that for people who are sullen types, they can follow as much as possible, and never try to be disobedient, once they are in a hurry, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat.

In order for my beautiful life to be able to go sustainably, I have to ignore my conscience, and I will approve of what he says.

Jackson saw that I agreed with his words, and thought that I had similar aesthetic views to his, and instantly classified me as a bosom friend, and even the way he looked at me changed.

So much so that I had to signal to the passers-by around me: Well, I'm not gay, you don't have to look at me like that. Hey, especially you, that fox man, don't think that I can't feel your contempt for me when you're small, believe it or not, I'll swell your face and let you act as a 'monkey Sailei'!

Although I kept explaining to the people around me that there was no impure relationship with the man around me who looked like a hippopotamus, everything seemed to be in vain, and I could deeply feel the meaningful look in the eyes of the people around me from time to time, and the lingering disdain.

Seeing that the explanation was futile, I had to give up and continue to speak, because Jackson's eyes seemed to be more ambiguous when he looked at me.

"What the hell. Big brother, can you please not look at me like that." I shuddered and said, "It's terrible."

"Xiao Yi."

Jackson spoke suddenly, but his voice suddenly became gloomy and dull.

“？”

An exclamation mark suddenly flew in my head, what happened to him?

I don't know exactly what he wants to talk to me, but judging by his expression, it won't be a good thing to do.

Sure enough, Jackson suddenly became resentful, he turned to me, and said quietly: "Xiao Yi. You say, will she be married? ”

Burst.

I almost spat on him.

Come on. Whether it's good to use a little brain, it depends on the body of the boss's wife. Will a man dare to marry her?

Oh, sorry, I forgot, you're going to marry her.

I silently apologized to him in my heart and comforted: "Don't worry, the boss lady is not married yet." ”

"Are you sure?"

Jackson asked, looking at his expression and tone, as if he harbored a serious sense of distrust for me.

I'm rubbing, since you don't trust it, you ask for a yarn!

I scolded in my heart, but I had to show a positive look on my face, nodded again and again, and said, "I'm sure, the boss lady is definitely not married." ”

"How do you know?"

Jackson asked me suspiciously.

Judging by his expression, he seemed to regard me as an imaginary enemy.

Immediately afterwards, he denied it again, and his tone instantly became soft: "Oh, I forgot, her niece is your wife." ”

Suddenly, he became agitated again, uneasy, and said to himself, "In this way. . . Am I going to become Xiaoyi's uncle! ”

"Hey, I haven't skimmed the eight characters yet, don't be so optimistic."

Although I have no objection to Jackson being my uncle, I still find it a little awkward.

"Xiao Yi!"

Jackson's tone became serious again.

"What's wrong again?"

I don't understand.

"You say." He looked a little worried: "Will there be many people who are secretly in love with her like me?" ”

Burst!

I almost spurted a mouthful of old blood five feet away.

Just regarded me as an imaginary enemy, and now they regard some imaginary people as imaginary enemies, will they still treat all men in the world as imaginary enemies later?

If he continued at this pace, it wouldn't take him a night to make all the life forms on the Zephyr Continent, regardless of race, gender, life or death, all his imaginary enemies...

No, as a brother, I must not let such a horrific thing happen!

"What, Jackson."

I whispered.

"Call Uncle."

"Uncle, ahhh

I spat unhappily and said, "Don't think about it, the boss lady is not married, and no one pursues the boss lady, do you understand?" ”

"Ahh Ah, how do you know? ”

Jackson's brain short-circuited again.

"Her niece is my wife, how can you say I don't know!"

Jackson listened, smiled, and nodded again and again: "You're right, Xiao Yi, you're so right." ”

I saw that Jackson seemed to be about to say something again, and was afraid of his resentful expression and the question of missing strings, so I hurriedly said: "Well, since you think about the proprietress so much, we might as well go into the café and stay for a while, and it just so happens that you can ask her directly if you have any questions." ”

"That's it. All right? ”

Jackson was ambiguous and hesitated.

"Go, go, go," I urged, "there are some things that you will only understand until you have asked." ”

"Besides," I pushed him towards the café, and as I walked, I continued: "A lot of intimate questions, if you ask me, why don't you ask her directly, right?" ”

Jackson was pushed forward by me, a little confused, and asked me, "Intimate questions?" ”

"yes," I put my arm around his shoulder and said, "Intimate questions, such as her interests, hobbies, and what type of man she likes, etc., do you understand?" ”

Jackson nodded at first as if he didn't understand, and then his elm head suddenly thought clearly, slapped me on the back, and said excitedly: "You're right, why didn't I think of it!" ”

"Because you're stupid," I said as I rubbed my back as he patted my back, grinning secretly.

The café at night is much more lively than during the day, and unlike during the day, the guests come here to taste the coffee that is unique to the whole of Ari City, while the guests at night are here to drink a large glass of ale, to get a good taste of alcohol, and to relieve the stress and fatigue accumulated throughout the day.

Compared to the busy maids and laughing customers, the proprietress seemed unusually quiet.

She had a smile on her face, but her expression seemed nostalgic and lonely, as if in front of her, it was not a strange drinker, but an old friend for many years, talking not about bragging, but about the joys of the past.