She even blinked her eyes a few times like a naughty child, and said, "But, aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

Lan Yutang sighed slightly, gently wrapped his arms around her waist, and asked her to sit down next to her, and then, with a wry smile, said lightly:

However, it is good that you can deceive me, and over the years, why haven't I deceived myself, and if you can make me happy, there is nothing wrong with being deceived occasionally.

Hongliu looked at him, as if she had really seen this person clearly for the first time, and the pain in this person's heart could only be felt by her.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and an indescribable sensation rushed up to her throat and to her nose, making her want to cry.

She grabbed his hand tightly and said softly: Don't worry, I'm not lying to you, I'm sincere, if they really kill you, I will definitely cry.

Qingyan suddenly sneered, teasing her face, then stared at her face full of sorrow, and said coldly: If you really know how to cry, then now, I'm afraid your tears have long since dried up.

Pursued by Qingyan's sharp gaze like a pendant, Hongliu did not lower her head, but looked directly into her eyes with the same gaze, and said firmly and decisively: Don't you believe it?

At this time, the inn was already filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and even the smell of fish-flavored eggplants that were still steaming was washed away.

Black smoke and white smoke suddenly stood up, like two black towers coming from the sky.

Although their bodies seemed so clumsy and bloated, their footwork was incredibly fast.

Others haven't seen what this is going on, they are like cannonballs being fired, they jumped over from the table next to them, blocked in front of Qingyan, and pressed towards Hongliu, sneering and said: Don't believe it, when we really kill him, we will know?

Hongliu seemed to be frightened by their appearance, and as if he was suppressed by their brave momentum, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

She and Lan Yutang were closer together, and she didn't even dare to breathe, but she couldn't help but secretly look at the fierce and vicious looks of the brothers.

After taking a look, he immediately lowered his head, gently wrapped the silk scarf back and forth on his fingers, and looked frightened, and did not dare to say a word again.

Xiang Fang, who had been eating fish-flavored eggplant, suddenly put down his chopsticks at this time, took out a white silk scarf from his arms, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at the brothers and said with a smile:

Two, when talking to a woman, it's best not to be so loud, it's very impolite, and only men who know how to pity and cherish jade are likable.

Black Smoke and White Smoke looked at him together, like looking at a monster with a long tongue, and his eyes didn't blink, like a freeze-frame frame in a movie.

Although they wanted to see what the origin of this young man who seemed so generous, they couldn't help but look at his hand.

Looking, watching, he suddenly retracted his big thick and black hands back into his sleeves, and there was a trembling feeling that he was suddenly stung by something.

This is a pair of hands that can easily make others feel inferior.

Black Smoke suddenly sneered, his unkempt beard and hair trembled, I don't know if it was because he was too happy, or because he was full of anger that he couldn't hold back, and said loudly: You look good.

The white smoke also showed two rows of large teeth, like two rows of sharpened and polished knives, with a big belly bulging, and I didn't know whether it was exercising or exhaling, and said loudly: Your hands look better.

Then, the two said in unison: However, what you said was very ugly, we hate your mouth very much, and we want to tear it apart, I don't know if you have any opinions?

Xiang Fang was still smiling, laughing so calmly, laughing so innocently, and then, spreading his hands, touched his mouth, as if to confirm whether his mouth was really as annoying as they said.

When there was no longer any doubt, he shook his shoulders and said, "Oh, yes, do you mean that you want me to say something nice to you?"

The two brothers had already formed an encirclement around him, looked at each other, as if secretly conveying something, and then looked at him together, sneered, and said in unison: Yes.

Xiang Fang suddenly laughed again, but this time it was a very helpless smile, as if he was laughing at how he could meet such two weirdos.

He turned around, looked at Qingyan, who had been standing next to him with a silent expression, sighed, and said: You really should take care of your two sons, they are so annoying.

Hongliu looked at Xiang Fang, and then at Qingyan again, thinking that Qingyan would definitely help the two sons talk and even help them scold Xiang Fang as usual this time.

This time, however, it was unusual.

Qingyan nodded towards Xiang Fang, the expression on his face was respectful and serious, and said in a deep voice: Yes, yes, what the guest officer said is very true, the dog is really rude, I will definitely teach them a good lesson, and I will never let them disturb you all drinking and talking here again.

At this point, her face, which had always been seductive and seductive, suddenly showed a seriousness that it had never been before, and became stern and irresistible.

She turned around and said to Brother Black Smoke and White Smoke: These are our guests, don't be rude to the guests, okay, you better go out first.

And the two brothers, who were originally fierce and vicious, not only collided with each other after hearing this serious but infinitely peaceful reprimand, but instead showed a very well-behaved appearance.

Their originally high bulging eyes immediately dimmed, like two obedient puppies, and then, with their tails between their legs, they retreated behind Qingyan.

Black Smoke lowered his head, pouted, and looked convinced, and then, without stopping to look at Qingyan, who suddenly became serious, and said softly: Go out, go out.

Bai Yan's appearance was similar to him, and his face was even more well-behaved and docile, and he walked behind Black Yan and said: What's the big deal about going out.

Seeing that the two of them had obediently erected the white flag and retreated to the back hall, the serious and cold expressions on Qing Yan's face suddenly melted again.

Those seductive and seductive looks spread out around the eyes again, casually glanced at everyone, and then looked at Fang and said softly: I don't know what else the guest officer commands?

Xiang Fang stopped the chopsticks in his hand on the edge of the plate, bumped them gently, as if he was thinking about something, and then, waved his hand, smiled slightly, and said:

Then you should also retreat first, there is no need to say hello to the side, we have to eat fish-flavored eggplants here with peace of mind, if there is nothing special, don't come to disturb our Yaxing.

Qingyan immediately said: Yes, yes.

The look on her face was extremely respectful, as if a slave had seen her master, and then, bowing down, slowly retreated until she reached the door before turning to leave.

However, as she retreated, her eyes were secretly looking at Xiangfang.

Not at his near-flawless hands, but at the gentle, thin, almost transparent knife he held in his hand.

She seemed to have seen what kind of knife it was.