Luo Chan stood not far or near, behind him were the inn's scattered fires, and he was about to burn bald.

Around me are the trolley boxes rescued from the inn and homestay.

Luo Shen's "son" sat on the trolley box.

——A little doll carved from Wuxing Wood.

Luo Shen whispered: "Mr. Shang should not be my rival, are you right?"

Crack Crack Crack!

The little doll turned his head abruptly and looked up at Luo Shen.

"However," Luo Shen chuckled: "It's different from the appearance. The boss is sometimes too kind, and he makes me taste good."

Crack Crack Crack!

The little doll blinked her big eyes again.

Little baby: "…?" Xiaobai scratched his hair with his hands, looking confused.

The folk inn was destroyed, and everyone drove to the town overnight and found a hotel to stay in.

Wanqi Linmu suddenly thought of an important thing, that is, he has not yet established a relationship with Luo Chan.

If you delay like this, when you arrive at your uncle's house, everything will be missed.

Wanqi Linmu was lying on the cake and pancakes, and his mind was filled with the "Treasure Book of Flirting with Man" given to him by a special resident, and he was thinking about countermeasures over and over again.

Luo Shen was next to him, and the two of them asked for a standard room, a small room, and two single beds.

Luo Shen turned over and faced Wanqi Linmu: "Boss, can't you sleep?"

Wanqi Linmu said "Oh..." and said, "I'm already asleep!"

Luo Shen couldn't help but smile: "Since the boss can't sleep, let's chat."

Chatting in the middle of the night?

Wanqi Linmu's eyes lit up instantly, this was a good opportunity.

The first article of the treasure book for flirting with the man is that if you can’t sleep in the middle of the night, you can use chat methods.

One of the words is...

What is it?

Wanqi Linmu quickly looked through his phone and finally found the sentence.

——I’ll give you food below?

Wanqi Linmu: "..." No, no, too naughty.

Moreover, there is no noodles to eat in the hotel, and I didn’t buy instant noodles.

But Luo Shen said, "What kind of person is your uncle?"

Wanqi Linmu turned over and faced Luo Shen: "My uncle?"

Luo Shen smiled and said, "The first time I met my uncle, of course I should be more decent, know more, and be more adaptable."

Wanqi Linmu said "tsk" in disgust: "My uncle is an antique dealer, please sell some high-quality imitation things."

Luo Shen raised his eyebrows, imitation?

Wanqi Linmu also said: "Uncle...the cooking is very delicious. There is a restaurant and the business is pretty good. However, he is a hand-off manager and he doesn't usually stay in the restaurant."

Luo Shen smiled: "Then... why didn't the boss learn how to cook from your uncle? The boss's cooking skills are really..."

Wanqi Linmu was confident: "Why do you have to learn to cook? Someone will make it for me in the future."

Luo Shen nodded: "That's right. I just like cooking for the boss."

For a moment, time seemed to have stopped.

The two people face each other with their eyes facing each other.

Luo Shen approached the window, and the moonlight sprinkled in through the gaps in the curtains, shining behind Luo Shen, and putting him a layer of hazy moonlight.

More gentle.

This gentle and warm bitch!

Anyway, Wanqi Linmu thought, why not take the opportunity to confirm the relationship.

He turned over and sat up, just about to speak...

A strange sound suddenly came from the next door, and it became more and more intense.

next door……

Are not Mr. Su and the Little Golden Retriever next door?

Wanqi Linmu immediately broke out of the room and knocked on the door "bang bang".

"Who?"

Mr. Shang's voice came from the room, looking very distant: "I'm busy."

Wanqi Linmu: "...Open the door!"

After a long time, squeak-

The door opened.

Mr. Shang was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was wet: "Boss, is there anything wrong? I'm very busy."

Wanqi Linmu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he looked at Mr. Shang pickyly, and looked at him with straight hair.

Mr. Shang said: "Boss, there is one thing I must tell you clearly. If you have any inappropriate thoughts about me, I hope you can stop it because my heart is all about the little cutie. Although you are sometimes quite cute, I still like the petite and obedient type. It is not the type like the boss who is occasionally cute and cute, but most of them will turn black...."

Mr. Shang talked to himself alone, and saw that there was someone following Wanqi Linmu, with a smile on his face, and almost bit his tongue in the last two words.

Wanqi Linmu rolled his eyes directly at Mr. Shang: "Don't be too sentimental, call out the little golden retriever."

"We are doing something important..." Mr. Shang bargained: "Or otherwise..."

Wanqi Linmu said: "It is you, the beast who interrupts."

Wanqi Linmu rushed into the room and pulled Chi Yang out.

Chi Yang's eyes were red and his face was crying hard, and he looked very pitiful.

He said, "Mr. Shang said... he was very sad and wanted me... to comfort him."

Mr. Shang: “…”

I have to say that Mr. Shang’s recovery ability is quite powerful, and he doesn’t need any comfort to others, and he is soon heartless.

Just like the stupid son of the landlord's family.

Wanqi Linmu pulled Chi Yang back to the room.

at last……

Wanqi Linmu and Chi Yang had a Biao room, and Mr. Shang and Luo Shen had a Biao room.

Mr. Shang's pen was lying straight: "That... Mr. Luo, I actually need to tell you that the boss and I are... best friends."

Luo Shen chuckled and said nothing.

Mr. Shang said again: "Really, I swear that the boss likes what you like, it's so heart-wrenching and digging out, and he's still jealous about your affairs with the beauty client, and he's almost jealous."

"Ah Yeh--"

Wanqi Linmu sneezes.

Chi Yang said worriedly: "Boss, have you caught a cold again? The fever is not good enough yet, right?"

Wanqi Linmu wrapped the quilt and shrank his neck: "No, I think who is talking bad about me behind my back."

Early the next morning.

Wanqi Linmu and Luo Shen were about to continue their departure and drove back to their uncle's house.

And Mr. Shang and Chi Yang are going back too.

On the first floor of the hotel, Mr. Shang took out a briefcase of kraft paper, which was bulging in the bag and handed it to Wanqi Linmu.

Wanqi Linmu's eyes lit up and he sniffed his nose: "A very valuable smell."

Mr. Shang snapped his fingers: "It's indeed a valuable thing. If you sell it, you may become a rich man overnight, and there is no shortage of buyers."

What exactly is it?

Wanqi Linmu suddenly became curious.

His curiosity has always been aroused by valuable things, and he is tempted by all the claws and is ready to move.

Mr. Shang chuckled: "Boss, thank you. I will give this thing to you, because I think it is important to me, but also to you."

Wanqi Linmu lowered his head and opened the official bag...

——Fragments of mirror coffin.
To be continued...