A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 104 104 Husband and wife case (6)

The man said in embarrassment: "But... but the husband's money can only be recouped tomorrow, and he can only stay in such a broken inn tonight..."

"I don't want...I don't want to..." The little lady was crying and fussing, but she didn't agree.

The proprietress of the inn was so angry that she ran out and yelled, "I can't live in love, get out of here..." She poohed, pointed at the man behind the young men and women, and said, "Why is there no one staying here? People are not people!"

The middle-aged man with half of his face covered was staring at them with his sleeves folded.

The young lady seemed frightened by the middle-aged man, and leaned into the young man's arms.

The young man felt the little lady's fear, turned his head and looked over, frowned, and pulled the little lady into his arms, protecting her tightly, not letting the stinky man see.

Leaning and hugging, the young men and women hug each other tightly, looking very loving.

The middle-aged man bowed his head and walked sideways into the inn.

The young man coaxed softly, "Look, Sanniang, there are people living here, it's okay, just for one night, when I win money for my husband tomorrow, I'll buy you a big gold bracelet, okay?"

Hearing the big gold bracelet, the woman stopped crying instantly, raised her small face, and smiled through tears: "Really?"

The middle-aged man who was about to step through the door stopped, turned his head quietly and looked at the young couple who were hugging each other. The man was beautiful, and the woman was beautiful, and the corners of his mouth hidden under the long bangs unconsciously twitched.

"Hmm!" The young man bowed his head, assuring him affectionately.

Men are really born to draw big pies.

The proprietress saw that the man had a pretty face, snorted coldly, and made a gesture to leave: "Do you want to stay or not, I will close the door."

"Sanniang?" The man waited gently and patiently for the little lady to let go.

The little lady with tears still hanging on her cheeks hesitated for a long time and finally gave an 'um'.

"Good Sanniang, I will definitely let you live in the big golden house every day as a husband."

"Slick tongue." The little lady smiled through her tears, and punched the man coquettishly, and her slender hands were wrapped by the man again.

The proprietress really couldn't see this kind of crooked energy, and shouted impatiently, "Hurry up, come in quickly, the little heat that has gathered in the courtyard is gone."

The man happily embraced the little lady and walked into the small inn.

In the gloomy sky, light snow suddenly fell.

While embracing the little lady, the man stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes, "Sanniang, do you think this snow is beautiful? When I win the money, let's find a thatched hut to sit around the stove to watch the snow. Can you..."

"I don't want a thatched cottage, I want a beautiful house with a big courtyard, where I can sit on the porch and listen to the wind and watch the snow."

"Alright, Duyi Sanniang..."

……

The two talked sweetly all the way, which was almost sour.

The proprietress couldn't take it anymore, she turned to the counter, stretched out her hand and shouted, "Ten coins per person, twenty coins in total."

Only then did the man reluctantly let go of the little lady, took out twenty Wen from his purse and handed it to the proprietress.

The lady proprietress saw the indigo embroidered purse, her eyes lit up, she tiptoed quietly, and saw a few broken silver coins inside, she looked at the young men and women again, her long eyes moved, "Did the lord elope with the young lady? Aren't you planning to cross the river to the south?"

As if being told, the young lady shivered in fright, and the body that had just moved away quietly approached the young man again, "Brother Ning, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid...don't be afraid..." Lang Jun, who was called Brother Ning, gave the proprietress a bluff, "What nonsense are you talking about, take us to the guest room quickly."

She has seen this kind of thing a lot, the more cunning the men are, the more the proprietress believes that they are the cousins ​​who eloped from the rich family, she led them to the cleanest room with a look of complacency, "Hey, this is here Well, for the sake of your well-born and clean clothes, I will give you a room of fifty cents a room."

Fifty Wen's room?

Yeats couldn't help covering his nose and looking at the small room. This action was definitely not acting, it was really dirty and had a musty smell, which could be released in the winter, no wonder there was no guest in the inn.

No, there is another guest!
She looked at Pei Jingning calmly.

This room is comparable to some of the worst prison cells in Dali Temple, fortunately Master Shaoqing can stand here quietly.

Seeing the lady boss standing at the door with gossipy eyes, Pei Jingning frowned and asked impatiently, "What are you still standing here for?"

"..." The middle-aged woman was taken aback.

Pei Jingning deliberately reached out to hug Yeats, as if a young man closed the door and wanted to do something good.

"Oh..." The proprietress suddenly realized, she flew a glance, and stretched out her orchid finger in a demonic way, "I understand, I understand, I won't bother you..." After finishing speaking, she walked away with a gossiping face.

Pei Jingning quickly closed the door, turned around and hugged Ye Zhi again.

What kind of show is there when there is no one else, Yeats won't let him hug.

Who knows that this guy seems useless, but she can't break free, "Big..."

"Shh..." Pei Jingning pointed outside, signaling that someone was listening to the corners of his feet.

Oh my god, Yeats felt goosebumps all over his body.

Pei Jingning signaled her to act quickly.

Oh my god!
Yeats almost went berserk.

But... thinking of the stinging middle-aged man just now, he finally cooperated.

"Ning...Brother Ning...you...what are you doing...don't..."

……

Outside the door, the proprietress peeked in through the broken door, and the man's slender back blocked everything.

But just looking at the wide shoulders and narrow waist, the proprietress's smirk flowed down. If both of them took off their clothes, this scene would be so much...

Suddenly, someone knocked on the courtyard door outside and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone... staying in the hotel..."

The proprietress was thinking beautifully, but was suddenly interrupted by someone, and she spat unhappily, "Really, no one usually comes, why are they coming one after another tonight..."

She twisted her waist and walked out of the aisle.

On the other side of the aisle, there is also a gap in a broken door, and a pair of eyes are looking at the opposite side through the gap.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the white seems to illuminate the night sky.

In the quiet night, the creaking of the broken bed in the couple's room covered the sound of the door opening, and a black figure came out quietly, and he walked on tiptoe without making a sound.

There was a sharp dagger hidden in the sleeve, and as he walked, a small piece of it was occasionally exposed, and the cold air seeped into people under the reflection of the white snow.

In the room, Pei Jingning was sitting by the bed, gently shaking the broken crib that was about to fall apart.

Yeats was sticking to the door, and when he heard the voice in the aisle, he gestured to Pei Jingning to come, and then she rushed to the bed, took off her coat, and went to bed in a hurry.

Pei Jingning also quickly took off his coat and got on the bed.

The two went up and down, entangled together.

The black shadow gently pushed open the door, raised the dagger, tiptoed, and swung it towards the bed. The blade shone brightly in the light from the broken window.

Sombra stabbed hard.

"Ah..." The miserable voice resounded throughout the small inn.

(End of this chapter)