The host of fast time travel is forced to marry every day

Yuan Yao glanced at him, didn't say anything, just dragged him in.

As soon as I entered, I heard the melodious pipa sound drifting slowly.

On the stage in the middle of the Hualou lobby, a beautiful and refined woman is holding a pipa and stroking it.

She wore a half veil on her face, only revealing a pair of beautiful and moving eyes. From time to time, she glanced at the audience, her eyebrows were full of charm.

Just at this time, the old bustard of Hualou greeted them with a smile, and took the two of them to sit down in an elegant seat.

Seeing Yuan Yao staring intently at the woman on the stage, she introduced with a smile, "You two came at a good time, Qingyin is the number one girl in our Hairpin House, and you can't even see her on weekdays! Today is It's rare to come out and present a song!"

When Yuan Yao heard this, she bent her lips slightly and smiled, "Then we are very lucky."

After the bustard left, Ning Zhao rested his elbows on the table, propped his chin, and looked at Yuan Yao obliquely, with a playful smile on his lips, "Why do you want to come here all of a sudden?"

Yuan Yao blinked, "It's a pity that I didn't come last time, I just want to make up for it this time."

Ning Zhao's tone was somewhat meaningful, "...Really?"

Yuan Yao didn't answer, but just concentrated on watching the performance on stage.

Ning Zhao was sitting next to her, drinking a small wine, but his eyes fell on her motionlessly.

At first Yuan Yao didn't pay attention to it, but later she was really looked at a little furiously, and she finally couldn't help turning her head to ask him, "You don't watch Qingyin playing the pipa, what do you watch me do?"

Ning Zhao looked innocent, "How can she look better than you?"

Yuan Yao: "..."

Yuan Yao snorted softly, "I think you've already read it by heart, so you don't want to watch it now."

At this time, Qingyin had finished playing two pieces and was about to stand up and leave the stage.

Many people in the audience clamored for her to stay, and they would pay any money.

But she just declined with a chuckle, then turned and left without any hesitation.

Yuan Yao looked at this scene, then turned her head and glared at Ning Zhao, "How much did you spend to enter her room and recite poems against her?"

"..."

Ning Zhao laughed out loud.

He looked at her puffy look, Taohua's eyes were shining, and the smile on his lips couldn't be stopped.

He teased and said, "So last time Yaoyao was jealous, so she drank alone and got drunk?"

Before Yuan Yao answered, he clicked his tongue lightly again, "I mean! You don't seem to be addicted to alcohol on weekdays, why was it so abnormal that day... so many wine bottles, did you leave me to you at that time?" Is it all gone?"

Yuan Yao lowered her head, fiddled with her belt, and muttered softly, "So what? You haven't returned my purse yet, so you still care about such a small amount..."

Ning Zhao was silent for a while, and then couldn't help laughing out again.

After laughing, he pulled her hand over, held it in the palm of his hand, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, all my money belongs to you, but you gave me the purse, so there's no reason to take it back?"

Yuan Yao looked at him with some puzzlement, "But you don't need that, so why keep it?"

"Who said it can't be used?" Ning Zhao teased, "Do you understand when you see things and think about people?"

Yuan Yao: "..."

Yuan Yao's face turned red instantly.

Why didn't I find out before that Ning Zhao is always a set of things when it comes to love.

Yuan Yao's thoughts suddenly became a little trance, and this trance lasted until she returned to the inn and was coaxed by Ning Zhao to drink the bottle of wine.

She held the wine bottle in a daze, and didn't understand how she got into the pit, but felt that the gaze above her head was getting hotter and hotter.

Following that gaze, she raised her head, just in time to bump into Ning Zhao's deep eyes.

"Tsk, it's not a rabbit..."

He sighed softly, as if it was a bit of a pity, but immediately chuckled again, "Well, cats are also good, their paws can scratch people."

"..."

Then, Yuan Yao was thrown down.

Before she fell asleep, she vaguely heard a soft whispering sound falling in her ear, gently stirring her heartstrings.

"With you, how can I see other women..."

"Only you are my home..."

The last little plane is here, and it will end tomorrow!