Chapter 739

"You don't have to be so polite to Xueji." Xueji covered his lips and smiled. Then he looked at duanmuya with his soft hand and touched it. Before she escaped, he took the key from her hand.

Duanmu yawang didn't have time to respond. Xueji opened the door, looked back at them and smiled, hooked his fingertips: "come in, you two."

Duan Muya looked at the green veins on her forehead and coughed: "snow muscle girl, we don't need special service. You'd better go back and help the shopkeeper."

"Ha ha, you little brother is just interesting. People really see it right." when Xueji said, he winked at her and said, "but you really want to hide. Xueji wants to talk to you about the rules of our inn."

"The rules say no here?"

"No way." Xueji stretched out his index finger and shook it. The action was beautiful and lovely, "I can only talk in the room." after that, his big eyes turned, his eyes straight grabbed Duanmu yawang, and he was wronged: "does this little brother still dislike Xueji?"

"I dare not."

"Don't dare. What are you waiting for?" then she unexpectedly stretched out her hand, grabbed Duanmu yawang's hand and dragged her into the room.

The old man watched and quietly followed in.

As soon as they entered the room, the door automatically closed with a click, and the room was dark.

Hu ～

A light wind passed, and the room was lit silently. At the same time, several candles were lit, and the room became bright in an instant.

"Two guests, please sit down."

The three came out almost at the same time. However, as soon as the light was on, Xueji had already stood by the table in the middle of the room, holding the cup and carrying the teapot, and began to pour tea skillfully and charming.

Duanmuya looked at her, walked towards her and looked at the room.

This room is not wide, elegant and beautiful as a whole, and the layout is very comfortable. It is a very good upper room.

But this room seems to have... No windows?

She looked at the whole room carefully. She really didn't find a window. However, she didn't feel stuffy in the room. The temperature was just right and the air was very good.

For this, Duanmu yawang can't figure it out.

Duanmu yawang collected his mind, sat down at the table with the old man, politely took a sip of tea and said, "thank you."

"You're just polite, little brother."

Snow muscle giggled and sounded tight. After that, he paused and winked at duanmuya: "however, snow muscle likes it. Snow muscle rarely meets a lovely brother like you."

Duanmuya looked at the corner of her mouth and twitched, thinking: of course, other brothers are men, but she is a woman. In addition, can't you see that such a beautiful woman as her can't move her legs and her ugly appearance is complete? Where is there anything lovely or not? It's good not to do some disgusting things.

Of course, there is no need to say these words.

What she wants to know is, "what are the rules of your inn? Please tell Miss Xueji well, and we will abide by them."

Snow muscle smiled and tasted tea. He held his cheek and said, "three meals a day must be used in the inn. From now on, you can remember the time when you stayed, saying that one day is one day, and only half an hour is allowed in and out of twelve hours."

"OK, I see. Anything else?"

"Before you leave, you must tell our shopkeeper in person. If our shopkeeper is not here, you can also find me. Oh, if you leave here, you can't come back again next time, and you can't tell anyone that you have lived in our inn. If you violate it, we have a set of punishment system!"

Punishment system?

Duanmu yawang didn't have time to ask questions, and Xueji said, "guests don't have to ask what the punishment system is. I just warn you. If you don't listen, unless the forces behind you can destroy the whole street, you won't even have a chance to regret."

That is, it will kill you?

Xueji said again, "finally, if we have a chance to meet in the future, we will pretend not to know, do you know?"

"OK."

Duanmu yawang and the old man firmly wrote down what Xueji said. Xueji nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his palm. There were two red and hard pieces of paper on his palm, "it's rare to have fate. These two vouchers will be sent to you."

Duanmu Ya looked stunned, "this is..."

Snow muscle interrupted her, "don't ask what it is. If it's fate, you'll use it."

"Thank you."

Duanmu yawang took over with the old man.

"Well, I'm almost done with what I can tell you." when Xueji said, he gently pulled the hair hanging in his ear to his ear and drank his cup of tea before he stood up and seemed to be leaving.

Duanmu yawang and the old man stood up and sent each other off.

Although Xueji's whole person looks charming and almost informal, and her words and behaviors are light waves, Duanmu yawang and the old man don't think she is annoying or despised, but think the woman is unpredictable and tight.

Snow muscle took a few steps. When he almost went to the door, he turned back and smiled at them. It seemed to be a reminder and a warning: "by the way, if you come up, you will never go downstairs and go out."

Then he waved, twisted his snow-white waist and left gracefully.

As soon as she left, the door seemed to grow a pair of eyes and hands, and closed automatically and spontaneously.

"Master, what's the matter? If you come in to stay, you won't be allowed to go downstairs and go out?" the little white deer said, "the brocade bag tells you to walk more and have a look more. If you have to be locked in the inn or even in the room every time you stay in the inn, how do you think? You still have something to do. In this case, don't stay at all!"

"Don't forget, the first item of the brocade bag is accommodation. Let's have to stay." Duanmu yawang actually felt some contradictions and frowned: "if we don't stay, wouldn't we also violate what the brocade bag said?"

The old man obviously felt that what the brocade bag said was different from what they have encountered now: "Miss Duanmu, there is a contradiction in the direction of the brocade bag. Do we understand the meaning of the brocade bag wrong?"

"I think so."

Duanmuya looked, frowned, bent her fingers and gently clicked on the table, "do you think we understand the direction of staying in the hotel wrong, or do you think we understand it wrong by going and looking more?"

The old man shook his head: "I can't give an answer for the time being."

"Me too."

They suddenly fell into silence.

"It's all right." Duanmu Ya looked at him and said, "we've been walking for so long. We haven't eaten since we came in. Why don't we eat first, then sleep and discuss?"

"OK."

The old man has no problem.

So they got up and went downstairs to eat.