Wuxia: The opening game is blocked by Mrs. Guo in the broken temple

Chapter 112 “I haven’t practiced swords together for a long time”!!

Faced with this strong and domineering speech, Huang Rong could only be silent, glanced at Song Ye, turned and walked towards his room.

Song Ye did not stop the move back to the room, it was not that he couldn’t do it, nor that Mrs. Guo was not charming, but he had already noticed that in the other room, there was a beautiful woman who had been waiting for him for half an hour.

Seeing Huang Rong enter the room, he glanced at the place where the other party had stood just now, and Song Ye’s feet swept and covered all traces.

Then out of this separate courtyard, walked to the lobby of the inn in front, and threw a small gold ingot, directly waking up the hall that was running in confusion.

“Guest officer…”

Running hall hurriedly picked up gold on the ground, this running hall for so many years, such generous guests are really rare, the shot is not silver, but gold.

Quietly weighing the weight of this gold, Ran Tang suddenly smiled, bent down and quickly spoke: “This uncle, if you have any orders, just open your mouth!” ”

“Just boil two buckets of bath water at dawn and send them to the door of the courtyard behind.”

After Song Ye finished ordering, he turned around and left.

“Don’t worry, uncle!”

Running Hall promised Song Ye’s distant back, and he couldn’t wait to take out the gold and use his teeth to distinguish the real from the fake, and after confirming that it was real, he ran to the firewood room to get firewood and boil water with full motivation.

Huang Rong didn’t know that Song Ye was preparing bath water for herself, and after returning to the room, she went straight to the bed with a frown, reached out and lifted the futon on the bed aside.

Then he took out a light blue handkerchief from his arms and spread it out, and then untied his wide clothes and sat down cross-legged.

Silently running the true qi in his body, a moment later, with a soft snort, Huang Rong’s brows stretched slightly, completely eliminating the life crisis left by Song Ye.

Getting up and tidying up, putting away the handkerchief, Huang Rong’s gaze lowered, her gaze lingered slightly, and she sighed faintly: “Alas.”

At a glance, these four words came out in Huang Rong’s mind.

“Brother Jing…”

Wearing underwear, Huang Rong was lying on the bed on her side, her heart was not only worried, but also full of confusion. Not sure what kind of development will happen between myself and Song Ye in the future.

Tossing and turning, Huang Rong couldn’t sleep at all, and soon couldn’t sleep even more.

Xiao Longnu lives next door to her, and she has long woken up, and she is not a little deaf girl, and the movements outside the house can naturally be heard clearly, and where there is still a mind to rest.

After instructing the innkeeper to boil the bath water Song Ye came back, he walked to Xiaolong’s women’s room, opened the door and entered, and was closely stared at by a pair of eyes full of resentment.

“Song Lang, you come back…”

Xiao Longnu did not fly into the arms of her lover as usual, but sat on the bed, her cold face full of grievances. For what Song Ye did, Xiao Longnu already wanted to open it, and she knew for a long time that Huang Rong was not as simple as accompanying the cook. It’s just that what makes her aggrieved is that she didn’t find herself in the first time when she came back, and let herself suffer bitterly.

Still happy during the time of Ultimate Nanshan, practicing swords together during the day, and after practicing the sword, they practiced the Jade Heart Sutra together, and after the Jade Heart Sutra was practiced, the lover took her to the mountains and rivers so uncomfortable.

“Long’er.”

Song Ye called softly, walked over and sat down next to Xiao Longnu, and at the same time had already wrapped one hand around the latter’s slender waist. In the face of the resentment in Xiao Longnu’s heart, he had a way to enlighten it well, and it would disappear.

“Song Lang, we haven’t practiced swords together for a long time.”

Xiao Longnu did not resist Song Ye’s actions, and fell into the latter’s arms, snuggling Song Ye’s solid and hard chest.

“Then today we will practice until dawn.”

Hearing Song Ye’s words, Xiao Longnu was full of joy, immediately got up and walked over to take the ice sword in her hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword with her right hand, stretched out her hand, rubbed the long sword out of its sheath, and turned around: “Song Lang, where are we going…”

Turning around and seeing a scene made Xiao Longnu hold back what she wanted to say.

“Not going anywhere, right here.”

Song Ye walked towards Xiao Longnu, who was a little in a daze.

I don’t know when, only a wall away, Huang Rong has already turned over, sitting cross-legged on the bed, frowning, eyes closed, wanting to concentrate and calm down, meditate and cultivate, but it is always a little difficult to settle.

There was really no way, Huang Rong could only dry stare.

Fortunately, although it was more difficult, time was slowly passing, and when the sky was dark, it finally stopped, and Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but heard the sound of inn work outside.

It was according to Song Ye’s orders to bring the boiled hot water.

After a little thought, Huang Rong also knew that this must have been ordered by Song Ye before he went to find Xiaolongnu, although he didn’t want to admit it, this man did do some things very intimately.

For example, this bathwater, whether it is Xiaolongnu or her, is very much needed at this moment.

“Uncle, listen to your orders, hot water is boiled, do you need a small one to send you in?”

“No thanks.”

Song Ye’s voice came, full of breath, and he couldn’t hear a trace of tiredness.

“Okay, uncle, the little one will be put here.”

Running Hall left disappointed, if he sent it in, maybe this guest official would be happy and receive some rewards.

Walking out of Xiaolongnu’s room, Song Ye’s footsteps were light, her figure was healthy, and her demeanor did not have the slightest tiredness, but her eyebrows danced and her expression was radiant.

Bringing in the bath water outside, Song Ye pushed open the door of Huang Rong’s room as if going to his own home, and said to the latter: “Mrs. Guo, if you can’t sleep at night, might as well take a hot bath to relieve it?” ”

“Song Shaoxia has a heart.”

Huang Rong’s tone was flat, and she did not refuse, she really needed to take a bath.

“Where Mrs. Guo speaks, our friendship is growing day by day, so don’t be so polite.”

Song Ye waved his hand and said, “Mrs. Guo, take a bath.”

After speaking, he glanced at Huang Rong’s graceful figure and left the room…