Urban Madness

"But I think you do make sense."

Sun Simiao looked at Ye Fan with a serious face. After all, this matter may be related to Dijiang's lifelong happiness, and they had to be serious.

"No, I have to test him."

Sun Simiao was also a pragmatist, speeding up, after finishing his work, he couldn't even pay attention to studying Ye Fan, and directly called Dijiang to the 9th floor.

"What's the matter?"

Di Jiang looked at Sun Simiao with some dissatisfaction. After all, Sun Simiao was unconscious in the room by himself. What if something happened?

"Do you think the guard of Guangming Pavilion is a decoration? What can happen to a person as big as Jiuyin?"

Sun Simiao rolled his eyes and saw the cause of Dijiang's dissatisfaction at a glance.

Di Jiang smiled slyly.

Sun Simiao did make sense, but he was always worried, otherwise he would not leave the affairs of Guangming Pavilion to Ye Fan, and ran to take care of Zhujiuyin by himself.

"Calling you today, I remembered something."

Zhu Jiuyin had a serious face and took out a bunch of portraits of male Xiu from his sleeve and placed it in front of Dijiang.

Ye Fan stared at Sun Simiao dumbfounded. When did this guy prepare this portrait of a bunch of men.

"What is this going to do?"

Di Jiang looked at Sun Simiao suspiciously.

"Jiuyin has also reached the age suitable for marriage. This is not for you to help pick and see if there are any suitable candidates for Jiuyin."

Di Jiang's body stiffened a bit at the time.

"I was still young in 91, so I planned to marry her so early, isn't it?"

"What's wrong?"

Sun Simiao waved his hand.

"Furthermore, it's just a choice, and it didn't say that Jiuyin must make a choice."

Di Jiang's expression relaxed slightly.

Then he held a cold face and picked up the pile of portraits of men in front of him.

"This won't work, it's ugly."

"This won't work, it's too skinny."

…

Ye Fan and Sun Simiao both looked at Di Jiang with a serious expression when he picked them out of the portrait.

There were about thirty or forty portraits in that stack, but Emperor Jiang had been able to see it for half an hour.

In the end, he took all the portraits aside.

"Where did you find these cultivators? No one can look at them!"

The corners of Ye Fan’s mouth twitched slightly. Just now when Dijiang was browsing the portraits, he was standing by the side. He also saw the male repairmen on the portraits. Although their looks are not comparable to those of Sun Simiao, Dijiang and others, they are all. People with good looks, put outside, I am afraid they will be sought after by a group of female sisters.

In Dijiang's eyes, it became unstoppable.

Sun Simiao slapped the table fiercely and shouted at Dijiang.

"Why? I don't like so many of them. Is it possible that you marry Jiuyin?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

This way of questioning is simply wonderful!

"How do I marry Jiuyin, I am Jiuyin's uncle! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Di Jiang stood up with a bang, his face flushed, and then he opened a space crack with his hand and left the ninth floor.

"hehe!"

Watching Dijiang leave, Sun Simiao slowly spit out two words.

"I really made you guess right!"

He looked at Ye Fan and rubbed his temples.

"How can this be good, if we can help others, but this is the knot in his own heart..."

"It's better to stimulate him."

"How to stimulate?"

Ye Fan showed a smirk, and put himself in Sun Simiao's ear.

"good!"

After listening to Ye Fan's words, Sun Simiao immediately agreed.