Bing said lowly on the side.
Qian Mo Qingcheng took Yun Luoxue all the way to a small restaurant in front of him.
As he walked, he said, "If even the central street is slack, wouldn't Feicheng be abandoned?"
Some things must always be hidden, and the central street should always look like a central street.
Bing couldn't say a word that was blocked, the master saw it, how could his elm head never imagined it.
Qianmo Qingcheng’s disaster for the country and the people, he had already made some simple alterations when he entered the city.
Now he looked, except for Xin's tall and straight posture, as for that face, he was at best an ordinary person.
It's just that this can't affect the noble breath that Qianmo Qingcheng was born with.
Yun Luoxue couldn't help being speechless, it was also wrong to look good.
Fengyue Restaurant is the best restaurant in this seemingly small capital.
With two silver figures and a black figure outside, the three of them entered the Fengyue Restaurant.
Yun Luoxue and Qian Mo Qingcheng's clothes and ages do not make people think that they are husband and wife.
There are all kinds of people in the restaurant.
Where there are more people, there will be more right and wrong.
There are naturally more topics on this topic.
Sitting next to the window on the second floor, Yun Luoxue and Qian Mo Qingcheng looked at each other.
Yun Luoxue was thinking about the face of Qianmo Qingcheng. As for Qianmo Qingcheng, she watched Luo Xue alone and listened to all directions.
"Luo Xue, what are you looking at?" Holding the tea cup on the table, Qian Mo Qingcheng turned the cup in his hand and asked faintly.
Yun Luoxue squinted her chin, her eyes definitely looked at Qianmo Qingcheng intently.
Upon hearing his question, Yun Luoxue only blinked without speaking.
Qian Mo Qingcheng's sword eyebrows moved, "What are you thinking about?"
Yun Luoxue suddenly smiled mysteriously, approached in front of Qianmo Qingcheng, and said lowly: "Qianmo Qingcheng, do you think we will gain something tonight?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng listened, did not think, nodded, "Yes."
Yun Luoxue's white face passed a touch of calculation, "Then how about we make a bet?"
"What are you betting on?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng seldom saw Yun Luoxue's betting nature, which was quite unexpected to him.
Yun Luoxue said leisurely, "Betting on the harvest tonight."
Qian Mo Qingcheng heard that, there was not much expression on his face, but his eyes were all smiles, "What do you say?"
Yun Luoxue said goodbye, and she glanced at Qianmo Qingcheng naturally, "Do you think the harvest tonight is big or not?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng took a sip of tea with a smile on his face and lips, almost smiling at Yun Luoxue: "Big."
Yun Luoxue was noncommittal, tapping her small palm on the table, "I said that tonight's gains are not great."
Qian Mo Qingcheng's eyebrows moved slightly, "Oh? So sure?"
Yun Luoxue is also an unwilling master, "Yes."
"Okay, then it's settled. Is this a bet? I'll take it. It's just..."
Qian Mo Qingcheng glanced at Yun Luoxue, who was like a little wild cat.
Yun Luoxue raised her eyes, "But what?"
Qianmo Qingcheng coughed slightly, cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "But this bet...what is it?"
Bet, they fought. What is the bet
This hasn't been said yet.
Yun Luoxue thought for a moment, betting, this seems to be a very difficult question.
What to bet on
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