Qiao Yinyan frowned even tighter, and looked at Ye Qingluo with a bit of thoughtfulness.
Ye Qingluo smiled at him: "At the auction meeting, Xuannv may still make a move, so be careful."
The two still wanted to say something.
But looking at Ye Qingluo's eyes, he still didn't say anything in the end.
After sending the two of them back to the box.
Ye Qingluo turned back to Chu Wuxin's box.
Lao Lie chased him out, yelling: "Let the owner of the Hongqing Pavilion come out to fight me! He dares to snatch the person I want to protect!"
This clamor attracted more people's attention.
Some people became more and more curious about Ye Qingluo's identity.
Qiao Yinyan and Pei Sheng dragged Lao Lie back only after they talked about it.
Hearing the yelling behind him, Ye Qingluo sighed helplessly.
Just stepped through the door.
Between the nostrils, there was an elegant scent of plum fragrance.
The boy moved his five fingers and reached out to the girl.
This time, the girl was well prepared.
At the time when the plum fragrance is tangy.
The figure has deftly avoided it to the side.
The young man clasped his arms empty.
His hands froze in mid-air, and he chuckled suddenly: "I thought you wouldn't come over."
Ye Qingluo walked to the chair beside him and sat down, opened the curtain in front of him, and looked at the scene of the auction meeting on the first floor: "I promised you, I will come naturally."
Chu Wuxin walked slowly to her side, her voice a little hoarse: "You also promised to become my wife, didn't you break your promise in the end?"
"I..." Ye Qingluo pursed her lips, she couldn't say that the person who agreed to marry him wasn't her
Chu Wuxin didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and sat down beside Ye Qingluo: "The people in Hell Mansion seem to value you very much? When will you be able to subdue even the lunatics in Hell Manor?"
The design of the box on the second floor is very ingenious.
Even if the curtain of concealment is lifted.
In all directions, as well as on the first floor of the auction conference, it was impossible to see clearly who the people in the box were.
but…
Even if you can't see the people in the box clearly.
Ye Qingluo also noticed that most of the people in the field were looking in the direction of this box.
Obviously, they were guessing who from the Hongqing Pavilion had come to the auction.
Ye Qingluo leaned back in his chair, and looked sideways at the people around him: "Old Lie... he's just paying back favors."
She paused, and then said: "Besides, the Hell Palace is not as complicated as imagined. Their minds are relatively simple. As long as you treat them with the same simple attitude, they will naturally not go crazy if they don't agree with each other."
"That's only for you." Chu Wuxin smiled and shook his head, "Even Hongqing Pavilion may not dare to fight against the Hell Mansion, but... looking at the attitude of the man in the Hell Mansion, I'm afraid... the fight is in the place... Inevitably."
"No." Ye Qingluo replied firmly, "Old Lie knew you were my friend, so he just yelled a few words."
"friend… "
Chu Wuxin chuckled and murmured these two words.
In the tone, it seemed to be sarcasm, but also seemed to be self-deprecating.
Ye Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly, but he still didn't speak.
He just quietly looked down at the crowded scene.
After Jubao attracted the hall master and others, the venue was more lively than before.
Many people are still secretly inquiring about Di Luo's identity.
She doesn't speak.
Chu Wuxin didn't speak again.
The two remained silent for each other.
Ye Qingluo looked at the first floor.
However, the young man beside him focused his eyes on her from beginning to end and never looked away.