Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 143
The next morning, it was just dawn.

Wang Ye was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Get up, old money fan, something has happened!"

With the sound of beating on the wooden door, Aji's voice came from outside the door.

I'm so...

What kind of bad luck is this lately? Why is it like a fucking old monk counting rosary beads, endlessly?
Thinking of this, Wang Ye rolled over impatiently and got out of bed.

After putting on his clothes and opening the door, he looked at Aji outside the door, and said impatiently: "Call, scream, it's like a ghost in the morning, what happened?"

"Old, old money fan!"

Seeing Wang Ye in front of him, Aji hurriedly said, "Hero Si left without saying goodbye!"

leave without saying goodbye?

Hearing Bai Luhan's words, Wang Ye was startled for a moment, and then waved his hands: "Hey, what am I supposed to do!"

"He has already settled the rent, don't worry, go back and sleep!"

Saying that, Wang Ye yawned, and was about to close the door and go back to sleep.

"Hey, you old money junkie, your mind is full of money all day long!"

"Is this a question of rent money!?"

Between the words, Aji directly pulled Wang Ye back, and said, "Hero Si left without saying goodbye, that little girl must be suffering the most now!"

"He's covering his face and crying in Si Daxia's guest room."

"Aren't you going to comfort me about this?"

At this moment, Aji spoke to Wang Ye.

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.

Bai Luhan's reaction like this was indeed beyond his expectation.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, and said impatiently: "All right, all right, there's not much business to do all day long, and his mother's troubles come one after another..."

"Let me see what's going on with this little girl's film!"

Saying that, Wang Ye took a step and walked towards the guest room.

When he came to the guest room, Wang Ye looked up and saw that the room was clean and tidy, as if he had never lived in it.

And Bai Luhan was sitting by the bed, her eyes were red and she looked quite helpless.

Beside him, Chen Chong was standing there with a dazed expression, at a loss for what to do.

"What's the matter, is this?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Ye said doubtfully.

"The shopkeeper's..."

Seeing Wang Ye approaching, Chen Chong on the side said, "Miss Bai came to see Si Daxia in the morning, but no one responded after calling for a long time..."

"She found this as soon as she opened the door"

With that said, Chen Chong handed a note to Wang Ye.

note?

After receiving the note, Wang Ye glanced at it twice, and found that it said: The sword scriptures are sharpened and the cold light appears, and the tree can be towering due to wind and rain...

This kid has finally grown up a bit.

Seeing the contents of this note, Wang Ye's heart skipped a beat.

This kid Si Jianming has finally opened his mind.

Those who do not experience hardships are like the delicate flowers in the house after all, no matter how high the level is, it is in vain.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's eyes turned, fell on Bai Luhan's face, and asked, "When did Si Daxia leave?"

"No... I don't know..."

At this time, Bai Luhan said with a sob, his words were full of sobs: "When I came to see him this morning, he had already left..."

Inside and outside the words, Bai Luhan was extremely wronged.

"Wait, let's see him this morning..."

Hearing Bai Luhan's words, Wang Ye seemed to understand something.

He looked at Bai Luhan and said, "Listen, you dragged him to the guest room last night, but you turned around and went back?"

Between the words, Wang Ye was a little surprised.

"No...otherwise, why don't we still sleep...sleep together?"

Bai Luhan sobbed and said.

"Hi, my aunt!"

As soon as Bai Luhan's words came out, Wang Ye's eyes widened, and he said, "It's a pity that you still call yourself a Haotian swordsman, and you call yourself a veteran, and you don't even know such a thing!"

"Si Jianming was depressed last night, and you sent him back to his room. After a little flirtation, wouldn't he catch the little flame of love?"

"Last night, I said that you know how to do it. After a long time, you just sent people back with your feelings?"

Inside and outside the words, Wang Ye has a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

"I'm also a big girl with yellow flowers, so naturally I have to be more reserved..."

At this time, Bai Luhan said in a low voice.

"Oh my god..."

Hearing this, Wang Ye was helpless: "Who should share this reserve, what a fart you were in the situation last night!"

"That Si Jianming is a good-looking talent and a teacher from a famous family, and he looks like a baby at first glance. If you take him down, he will always be thinking about you for the rest of his life..."

"It's good for you, send him back and go straight back to the room to sleep..."

"This gives you a chance, you are useless!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye poked Bai Luhan's head.

"Come on, old money buff!"

Seeing Wang Ye's appearance, Aji said from the side: "The drama has been said, and we are destined to meet each other a thousand miles away. Maybe Si Daxia and Miss Bai are destined, and they can continue their marriage in the future?"

"You can pull it down, continue the marriage of the fart, the drama can be taken seriously!"

Hearing Aji's words, Wang Ye said, "This vast world is colorful and colorful, and there are all kinds of temptations aside, with Si Jianming's appearance and identity, there are so many coquettish sluts in the world who will throw themselves into his arms... "

"Especially those saintesses from the Devil's Cult. They are all graceful and graceful. This little girl is as flat as a mirror, so how do you compare?"

Wow!
As soon as these words came out, Bai Luhan couldn't help crying anymore.

"Hey, you old money junkie!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji frowned at this moment, and said, "Do you hear what you are talking about?"

"I asked you to come here to comfort people, not to stab a knife"

"Besides, how do you know that the saints of the Devil's Cult are all graceful and graceful?"

"I was lucky enough to meet him in my early years!"

At this moment, Wang Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Also, listen less to consolations and more to the truth..."

"This little girl's wishful thinking from the beginning to the end. When did Si Daxia express his desire to find a partner to stay with him forever?"

"Girls like to dream sweet dreams, not to mention that Si Jianming doesn't want to find a partner, he just wants to find a partner. What skills do you have that can surpass all the coquettish sluts and let others see you?"

"If you have time to cover your face and cry here, it's better to practice your martial arts well. If you really meet again by fate, your sword energy will be higher than him. It's hard for Si Jianming to forget you!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Luhan stopped crying.

She stared blankly at Wang Ye, a little astonished.

She didn't expect that this lazy old money fan would be able to say these words.

"Okay, old money fan!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji said from the side: "I can't see that you are timid and weak, but you speak directly to the vitals, and hit the nail on the head!"

"Hey, isn't this the same as going to a brothel!"

Looking at Aji in front of him, Wang Ye rolled his eyes, and said, "The tortoise in the kiln, every day, brings tea and water to the old bustard and Maomei, and takes care of washing their feet. He is more respectful than his own mother. See who has looked at him, in the final analysis, it is a question of strength..."

"Okay, okay, I won't say much, I'm already awake anyway, Chen Chong, don't be dazed, come here and cook, let's eat early and open the door earlier"

As he said that, Wang Ye shook his head: "It's rare to wake up so early, we have to find a way to earn money."

As soon as this remark came out, the three of Aji were startled.

At this time, Wang Ye is the only one who can think of earning money by getting up early and opening doors...

"Wang Papi..."

At this time, the three looked at Wang Ye's back and said in unison.

(End of this chapter)